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Darkness comes}{\fs24  by Yotna El\rquote toub (}{\b\i\fs24 Caution}{\fs24 , Incest, horror, f-solo mf, fF, mM, MC)
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\par }{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 WARNING: }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 This story will contain situations and explicit language of an adult nature and should be read only by those
 of a legal age to do so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to your own local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for this story.
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\par The chara
cters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my story.  Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure fantasy; the author is keen to state that in reality adult se
xuality should remain only in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in to the hands of minors.
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\par \'a9 Yotna El\rquote toub 2004}{\i\fs24\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 
\par }{\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 ____________________________________________________________________\~}{\i\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 
\par }{\b\i\fs24\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 
\par \'93Yet from those flames no light, but rather darkness visible\'94. John Milton, Paradise Lost.
\par 
\par }\pard \s15\qc \li0\ri0\widctlpar\aspalpha\aspnum\faauto\adjustright\rin0\lin0\itap0 {\b\fs24\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Darkness comes}{\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter one:}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  Finishing off\'85
\par 
\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 The skip was almost full; Jeff bent down and picked up the broken board he flipped it, scattering snails in the process.
\par He could just make out the faded green script.
\par 
\par \lquote SSSI - Warren\rquote s Wood, welcome please take care of\'85\rquote 
\par 
\par Sighing he flicked his wrist, the shattered sign spun through the air, and clattered into the steel container. 
\par 
\par \'93OK Joe, we\rquote re about done \endash  they want us off site today,\'94 Jeff paused, then added bitterly \'93that\rquote s the last of the old wood; my childhood playground is gone \endash  for good\'94
\par 
\par \'93Come on Jeff, I\rquote ll buy you a pint, the Dog and Pheasant will be open by now.\'94 Joe smiled at his old friend.
\par 
\par Together they packed away the tools, before starting the 
ancient transit van. Joe drove through the driveway gates then parked up momentarily, allowing Jeff to nip out and lock the gates. Jeff settled back into the torn seat, letting out an even larger sigh.
\par 
\par \'93When I think of the days I spent in that wood, it\rquote s a shame. Bloody money dominates everything! Site of Special Scientific Interest, still it made no difference, a mate of the minister I expect!\'94 Jeff spat his words in disgust.
\par 
\par \'93I never understood why you accepted the contract, feeling as strongly as you do?\'94 Joe asked.
\par 
\par \'93I wanted to say goodbye, and make sure the work was done to the highest standard. The place deserved respect, and I was able to ensure it was delivered!\'94 Jeff winced, feeling his treachery stinging.
\par 
\par The }{\fs22 tyres}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  of the van crunched as they m
et the gravel of the pubs car park. Skillfully, Joe maneuvered the large van between the parked cars, before picking out a suitable space. The van shuddered to a premature halt, belching black oil.
\par 
\par The doors were thrown open, and slammed in unison.
\par 
\par \'93I think this may be a long session; I feel a piss-up coming on!\'94 Jeff grinned for the first time that day.
\par 
\par \'93OK mate, first rounds on me!\'94 Joe smiled, and slung his arm around Jeff\rquote s meaty shoulder.
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 
\par Chapter two}{\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 :}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  }{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Moving in\'85
\par 
\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 \'93Finally, we\rquote re here,\'94 Adrian stated, \'93never thought we\rquote d ge}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 t }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 in - August they said, not nearly sodding November!
\'94
\par 
\par \'93Still, they\rquote ve done a good job, it\rquote s the nicest in the estate,\'94 Judith smiled, peaking over the full tea chest, \'93Hopefully we can get this lot sorted before Christmas!\'94
\par 
\par \'93Where are the kids?\'94 asked Adrian.
\par 
\par \'93Exploring \endash  I expect\'94 Judith answered, before disappearing towards the removals\rquote  van.
\par 
\par Katie ran from room to room in excitement, the house was so big, so airy and light. She vaulted up the stairs, barging a surprised Brian out of the way.
\par 
\par }{\fs22 \'93Oi}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 , nutter!\'94 Brian shouted.
\par 
\par He glared at his sisters disappearing behind, cursed under his breath and plodded on. He tried to remember the plan of the upper floor; his room should be the seco
nd on the right. As he reached the landing he smiled, he had remembered correctly, it pleased him, small things always did. He was less impressed when Katie emerged, dashing onwards.
\par 
\par \'93Hey! Keep out of my room\'94 Brian boomed.
\par 
\par Katie ignored the protest and shot through another doorway, she stopped dead.
\par 
\par 
\par As quickly as it had appeared - the mirage of the forest vanished, leaving the scrawny teenager open mouthed, staring at the blank magnolia walls. Katie shivered, she felt watched, no more \endash  observed. She t
urned on her heels and headed downstairs for mum, and sympathy.  In the room a shadow flitted from corner to corner as if searching, hunting- for a way out.
\par 
\par A tearful Katie sat at the kitchen table; it had not gone well. The family wouldn\rquote t budge, they didn\rquote t care \endash  she didn\rquote 
t want that room! It may have been designed for her; it may have been the most controversial, and the hardest fought \endash  but she hated it. She had only wanted to swap with Brian but no, not a chance. Brian had said she was just being spo
ilt again, and her parents had agreed. It was so unfair; Katie bit her knuckles until the whiteness threatened numbness. She was not spoilt; she was scared \endash  why couldn\rquote t they understand?
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter three}{\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 :}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  }{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Feelings.
\par 
\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Jeff returned his empty pint pot to the bar; that was his sixth \endash  in just under an hour. He felt - if anything, more depressed, if he could only be certain\'85
\par 
\par \'93Come on you old}{\fs22  git}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 , lets have a game of darts,\'94 Joe interjected, \'93it might take your mind off the wood?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Nah, not in the mood tonight,}{\fs22  d\rquote you}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  want another?\'94 asked Jeff, with a controlled slur.
\par 
\par \'93Not me, Jesus, you are slotting them away \endash  take it easy son\'94 Joe coughed.
\par 
\par \'93Not tonight, tonight I\rquote m getting trashed \endash  tomorrow is a big day\'85\'94 Jeff\rquote s voice tailed off.
\par 
\par \'93What\rquote s happening tomorrow?\'94 Joe asked, his eyebrows rose.
\par 
\par \'93Oh probably nothing \endash  just a little joke\'94 Jeff smiled, an odd little smile.
\par 
\par Joe wandered off back to his friends, he shook his head \endash  sometimes Jeff seemed so remote.
\par 
\par Jeff sat for a long time, his seventh pint untouched, his mind mulling over the plan. He had selected the wood personally, and positioned it carefully \endash 
 it was perfect; but still he doubted his ability. It had taken so long, one error in carving or positioning, and it would be over. A shudder ran through Jeff\rquote s large frame. 
\par 
\par \'93This is the guy who can tell you, our local amateur historian. Isn\rquote t that right Jeff? Jeff!\'94 Cherie\rquote s plumby voice was insistent.
\par 
\par \'93Sorry Cherie, I was miles away\'94 Jeff smiled, indulgently.
\par 
\par \'93Adrian is moving into one of the new houses, and he\rquote s heard of the woods reputation\'85\'94
\par 
\par The newcomer cut off Cherie.
\par 
\par \'93Always up for a laugh, one of my workmates is into all that Wicca stuff\'94 Adrian smiled.
\par 
\par \'93Don\rquote t laugh friend, there\rquote s more to life than bloody accountancy\'94 Jeff growled
\par 
\par \'93How did you know I was an accountant?\'94 Adrian asked, his face falling.
\par 
\par \'93Just a gut feeling, sod off! I\rquote m not in the mood for your type\'94 Jeff blasted.
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter four:}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  Morning.
\par 
\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Katie woke early, and popped her head out from under the}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 protective duvet. The room looked back at her, benevolent and peaceful.
\par 
\par \lquote Maybe I over reacted?\rquote  She thought.
\par 
\par She slid the crumpled duvet off, dropping into a heap on the bedroom floor. Katie looked down her body; she was too thin \endash 
 even at fifteen there was only the suggestion of feminine shape, the slightest of swells to her chest, followed by the flatness of her tummy. 
\par 
\par Katie sniffed, and gazed at the poster of Jude Law. He was gorgeous, but unattainable \endash 
 he would never want her, not with this half girl body. The room darkened slightly, momentarily, as if a cloud had flickered across the sun. Katie blinked, rolled over, and fell back into a light slumber.
\par 
\par In the loft something stirred, and flowed fro
m the eaves towards the insulated floor. Here it pooled oil like, pitch black it gathered, increasing in bulk but not in form. The black sap rippled around the joists, searching, hunting for escape. The smallest of gaps was penetrated and the black ooze f
lowed from its prison. It gathered on the ceiling before silently streaming down the walls in rivulets of jet, sucking the light from the magnolia hued bedroom.
\par 
\par Katie moaned, and turned in her sleep. Shifting irritably she settled down, her back flat on th
e bed. Her eyes flickered, registering the dream she peacefully dreamt. They did not register the darkness reaching out for her, and failed to see the tendrils of slime that crept up her duvet. Slowly but unstoppably the unreflective sap hunted her down.

\par 
\par Unnaturally the sap strands streamed up the sheet, getting ever closer to the sleeping girls feet. Finally it reached her largest toe and wrapped an affectionate tendril around it. The secret touch thrilled Katie; her dream darkened and took on a sensual 
edge. In her fevered mind gentle fingers caressed her toes, sending pulses of impure pleasure racing to her pelvis. 
\par 
\par Katie\rquote s eyes opened, and she glanced towards her feet. Her eyes widened, and drank in the fullness of her new ripe \lquote dream\rquote  body. Soft mounds tipped with wide nipples adorned her chest, and lush wiry hair replaced her }{\fs22 meagre}{
\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  bush. Her hesitant fingers slid to her breasts and plucked the stiffened tips, once, twice \endash  then descended, to part her quivering labia. Silently she rode her passion, ar
ching her back to increase the pressure of her flexible fingers on her thickened nodule.
\par 
\par With an orgasmic grunt Katie woke up, just in time to observe the horror of the darkness sliding from her thighs, and into her contracting body. She felt the repulsiv
e slither of tendrils over her erectile bud, as the ooze made its way down to her slit. Her mind recoiled, and snapped as the pain hit her, drawing her mouth into an expansive, but silent scream. Then it all passed\'85 The darkness filled her \endash 
 possessed her.
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter five:}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  Release.
\par 
\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Brian slept in late, waiting for the house to become his. He knew if he delayed long enough the others would be immersed in the daily routine; leaving the house deserted. 
\par 
\par Brian had a 
secret, it was not one he was proud of, nor was it one he could resist. He rose and slipped on his dressing gown, and made his way to the kitchen. Brian opened the fridge, and drank milk, guzzling it straight from the plastic bottle, ignoring the cold wet
ness on his chest where the excess slopped. He liked having the place to himself, no hiding, and no refinement. Brian let a loud belch echo around the deserted kitchen, and giggled at his rudeness. 
\par 
\par He turned on his heels leaving the fridge door swinging, and strode of to the sink. Like the true rebel he was he emptied his bladder lustily over the morning\rquote 
s washing up. He felt wicked, Brian the punk, no more Brian the wimp. He laughed, one day he would show them, once he was grown \endash  he would show them! 
\par 
\par In fact he already was; a pair of eyes drank in his defiant display. Her lips drew up into a sardonic smile, and were caressed by a pliant tongue.
\par 
\par He romped back up the stairs, taking them two at a time, and headed for his parents bedroom. Once there he mad
e for the wardrobe, and his mothers clothes. She was a slight woman, but this was of no matter at the moment; her clothes were a good fit for Brian\rquote 
s immature body. Smiling he drew his hand across her dresses, reveling in the sensual feel. Dreamlike he wal
ked to the cherished drawer, slid it open and delved into the silky contents. His erection poked through the gap in his dressing gown, bobbing with each beat of his heart.
\par 
\par He divested himself of the unnecessary gown and stood naked gazing into the draw. U
nseen eyes bored holes in him, as they probed his young muscular back and buttocks. The blackness of the pupils extended to the very edges, sucking illumination into the deep sockets. Katie stood very still, as still as any predator, studying its prey.

\par 
\par Br
ian twitched, as the rough lace of the suspender belt grazed his sensitive organ. Bending he pulled the thong snugly up against his crotch. He felt alive, as a woman he felt sensual. No more was he foolish and embarrassed, and just thirteen years old. He 
slipped the silk camisole over his head, and smoothed it over his skinny chest; his hands caressed imagined breasts. 
\par 
\par Brian\rquote s fingers found his real nipples, and pinched them tightly \endash  he reveled in their reaction. He pursed his lips and checked out his reflection - Brian froze. His eyes locked on his sister\rquote s intense face.
\par 
\par As he watched in horror, his sister\rquote s reflection walked towards him. Brian swallowed, but his mouth was dry \endash  no spittle came. He was mortified, how, just how was he to live this one down? He felt Katie\rquote 
s body nestle against his back, and then \endash  his heart missed a beat. Katie\rquote s hands slid around his young body and plunged under the silk thong. 
\par 
\par She freed his upright knob, and rubbing her fingers delicately over its purple head. Brian cl
osed his eyes, and his mind swam. Katie delicately scratched the engorged stalk with her black shiny nails. The blackness slithered from the tips of her fingers, and wound around his pulsing shaft. The darkness spiraled up the shaft, and probed for an ope
ning. 
\par 
\par Brian screamed as the jet black ooze penetrated his urethra; Katie ignored his cries and pounded her clenched hand up and down mercilessly. Minutes passed, long throbbing minutes, then Brian buckled \endash 
 he ejaculated a long stream of intense black spunk, smothering his mother\rquote s dressing table.
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter six}{\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 :}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  }{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Friendship.
\par 
\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Jeff woke up late, and he wished he had never woken at all. His head was bursting, his gut turning in the way only ten pints could make it. He
 actually had forgotten what day it was, then it hit him; it was his day - Halloween! 
\par 
\par He swung his weary head, trying to ignore the fuzzy sickness. There on his bedroom floor laid Joe, resplendent with a borrowed duvet. Jeff smiled, even after his behavior last night - Joe had stuck by him, and making sure he got home in one piece.
\par 
\par Gently he kicked the recumbent man, stirring him to grumpy action.
\par 
\par \'93Get off, I\rquote m dying!\'94 Joe complained.
\par 
\par \'93Not today, son. Breakfast?\'94 asked Jeff.
\par 
\par Jeff roared as Joe hurtled from the room, clutching his mouth tightly.
\par 
\par Eventually Joe joined Jeff in the kitchen, he still looked pale.
\par 
\par \'93Not joining me?\'94 Jeff teased, munching a mouthful of toast.
\par 
\par \'93Not likely, it\rquote s your bleeding fault I\rquote m in this state. You broke out the single malt when we got back.\'94 Joe complained.
\par 
\par \'93I noticed,\'94 Jeff winked, nodding at the empty bottle of Glenmorangie.
\par 
\par \'93I\rquote m going for a walk soon, but I won\rquote t throw you out - stay as long as you like mate\'94
\par 
\par \'93No, I\rquote m off meself, going to spend my Sunday fishing Jeff. I need some fresh air to clear this,\'94 Joe smiled as he tapped his temple.
\par 
\par \'93OK, laters mate,\'94 Jeff smiled, \'93and thanks!\'94
\par 
\par \'93No problem, just don\rquote t make a habit of it!\'94 Joe waved, as he made his way to the kitchen door, \'93 See you\'94
\par 
\par Joe started the van, drove a few streets and parked. Patiently he waited.
\par 
\par \lquote I am going to find out what\rquote s bugging you Jeff, today I\rquote m going to know,\rquote  Joe thought, \lquote I have to know what this is all about.\rquote 
\par 
\par Joe dozed; he tried to forget his complaining stomach. He closed his eyes and imagined the river swirling peacefully before him, the float bobbed on, and Joe snoozed. 
\par 
\par He woke with a start, disturbed by the sound of Jeff\rquote s throbbing motorbike. A couple of confused seconds later, the transit swung out of the lay-by, and followed the bike discretely.
\par 
\par \lquote He\rquote s heading for the estate, what the hell?\rquote  Joe wondered.
\par 
\par The bike followed the road, and then swung left violently - onto a dirt track leading to the far end of the estate.
\par 
\par \'93Shit!\'94 Joe braked hard.
\par 
\par He swung the van onto the pavement and swore.
\par 
\par \'93Shank\rquote s pony, my very bestest form of transport\'94 Joe spat out his cynicism, to nobody in particular.
\par 
\par Joe plodded along the recently rucked track, wishing he wasn\rquote t such a conscientious friend. He could have been comfortable with a hot brew besides his fire, rather than stalking Jeff.
\par 
\par \lquote Bugger\rquote  he mouthed into the cool air.
\par 
\par It seemed like miles; in fact it was only a few hundred yards. Suddenly, there was Jeff\rquote s bike - leaning in the scrubby grass at the side of the track. The bike was
 there, but Jeff, he was nowhere to be seen. Just then an odd noise prickled all the hairs on the back of Joes shaved neck; a noise, no - a sound somewhere between an animal, and a human assaulted his attentive ears. Joe turned, and crossed the grass, hea
ding into the ploughed field. 
\par 
\par He swung his head from side to side trying to locate the alien cry. Gathering a cautious pace Joe headed towards the hedge at the right hand corner of the field. The sound increased in volume and pitch as Joe approached \endash  it 
was coming from inside the hedge! Joe broke his stride; something moved, inside the hedge.
\par 
\par \'93Jeff is that you?\'94 Joe called.
\par 
\par There was no reply, and no change in the rustling, or the guttural screech emanating from the bush. Joe hesitated, and then laughed at himself.
\par 
\par \lquote Some countryman I am! Scared of a trapped animal\rquote  he chuckled internally.
\par 
\par Joe thrust his head into the shrubbery; what he saw froze him to the spot. Never could he have imagined it; his pupils adjusted to the darkness and focused more clearly on the obscenity.
\par   
\par Jeff was wrapped in the boughs of a small tree, a tree hidden deep in the bushes cloak. If that wasn\rquote t odd enough, what Jeff was doing was even odder. He was, well he was - fucking the wide tree trunk for all his worth. His unbuckle
d trousers and tartan boxer shorts hung rumpled around his rocking ankles. As if that wasn\rquote t weird enough - the tree held Jeff, pummeling his wide buttocks with black glistening streamers. One thick strand had slipped between Jeff\rquote 
s buttocks, and it probed deeply with a pulsing life. 
\par 
\par Joe screamed.
\par 
\par \'93Jeff! What the fuck\'85\'94 
\par 
\par His friend turned, and observed Joe through unblinking black eyes. 
\par 
\par Joe was }{\fs22 galvanised}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 ; he turned and ran \endash  heading back for the track, the van, and most of all sanity. In a trice he w
as at the edge of the field, it was then the nausea hit him. Joe buckled over, and threw up the rest of last night\rquote 
s beer lustily. He gagged, and struggled to catch his breath. Joe straightened up partially, before sinking to his knees - and slumping, lifeless, into his own vomit.
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\par Jeff stared down vacantly at his former friend, his black orbs shinning. He dropped the bloody, jagged, stone from his hand then he turned, and smiling returned to his lover.
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 
\par Chapter seven:}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  Afternoon.
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\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Judith hummed as she drove home, relishing her freedom. What a change this place was from the town. Margaret had only just met her, only just employed her, but she seemed like a long lost friend rather than a boss. 

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\par Just before lunch Margaret had asked her how things were going in the new house. Judith had replied truthfully, saying much was still to be done. It was then it happened - the unthinkable.
\par 
\par \'93Well, take this afternoon off - the shop can cope, go on, get your home life sorted. Some things are more important than work!\'94
\par 
\par Judith knew she had gaped, astonished by the relaxed attitude.
\par 
\par \'93Are you sure Margaret, I mean it is my first day?\'94 Judith gasped.
\par 
\par \'93Of course m\rquote dear, give that man of yours a nice surprise,\'94 Margaret grinned, \'93I\rquote m sure you have got something better to do than unpack this evening!\'94
\par 
\par Judith hadn\rquote t rejected the offer a second time; she simply smiled, and thanked her lucky stars. She was going to like it here, away from the pressure of the big city.
\par 
\par \lquote For once Adrian was right!\rquote  Judith smiled to herself.
\par 
\par Skillfully she bumped the wide }{\fs22 tyres of the Freelander on the dropped kerb, and slipped into her new driveway. Judith marched into the kitchen, and was surprised to see Katie seated at the }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 antique pine table.

\par 
\par \'93Hi, what are you doing home so early?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Me, oh \endash  period pains, real bad \endash  what about you?\'94 Katie asked.
\par 
\par \'93Let off early, nice people around here. Have you taken anything for it Kat?\'94 Judith asked, studying her daughters face.
\par 
\par \'93Just some paracetamol, I\rquote m OK, it\rquote s passing\'94 Katie smiled.
\par 
\par \'93Where\rquote s Brian?\'94 Judith asked, \'93you two haven\rquote t argued again, have you?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Far from it! We\rquote re fine \endash  Brian\rquote s gardening\'94 Katie giggled.
\par 
\par \'93Gardening! Wonders will never cease \endash  it must be the country air \endash  I\rquote m amazed!\'94
\par 
\par \'93He seems really keen, he\rquote s planting trees\'94 Katie informed her mum.
\par 
\par \'93Trees, Oh\'85 not leylandii I hope, they cause too many disputes.\'94 
\par 
\par \'93No, something local, they belong here\'85\'94 Katie mumbled.
\par 
\par Katie watched her mum intently, following her as she strode from the kitchen, and marched towards Brian\rquote s crouched form.
\par 
\par \'93Trouble\'94 Katie breathed deeply, and her smile fell.
\par 
\par Through the window Katie watched the heated argument with fascination. Finally, Brian stood and screamed some obscene word - whatever it was; it sent Judith scurrying back to the kitchen.
\par 
\par \'93I don\rquote t know what\rquote s come over that boy! He\rquote s not planting those ugly things in the garden, and that is final, I\rquote ll dig them up \endash  once he\rquote s asleep.\'94
\par 
\par Katie said nothing, but winced and clutched at her stomach. Judith raced across the kitchen to support the slight girls frame.
\par 
\par \'93Katie, what\rquote s wrong?\'94 Judith glanced down at her daughter, her eyes clouded with concern.
\par 
\par \'93Oh, it hurts mum, so much!\'94
\par 
\par Judith gazed into Katie\rquote s pasty face; worry deepened the lines on her own face. She frowned at Katie\rquote s sweaty, damp hair, the noticeable yellow cast in her once clear eyes.
\par 
\par \'93Bed! Come on now Katie \endash  let\rquote s get you comfortable\'94
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter eight:}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  }{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 The keeper.
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\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Jeff sat in his shed, alone and desolate; he had just finished burying his best friend, he had planted him deep in the dark soil. 
\par 
\par His grubby hands struggled to support his head, to stop it sinking into his lap in despair. Long grieving minutes passed, before finally Jeff lifted his head. His 
red-rimmed eyes scanned the cluttered floor; failed carvings littered the small room. Misshapen representations of the male organ, it looked like a dildo manufactures nightmare.
\par 
\par He shook his head, clearing the damp cobwebs. He stood and walked to the work
bench, idly kicking phalluses aside. Jeff studied the plant pots, there was a lush growth some of them; large bright green leaves tipping the jet-black stems. He swept his arm across the bench \endash 
 smashing plants and pots to the floor. He leant back his head, and screamed his frustration to the universe. 
\par 
\par He knew not one plant would survive until tomorrow. Today \endash  this special day, they always grafted well, but once the influence receded they would perish - like all they others.
\par This cycle of cultivation had been his obsession for thirty years, ever since that fateful day. 
\par 
\par In Jeff\rquote s mind the years melted away. He was eight once more, and playing football with his mates. Playing footie, in the bright autumnal sun of an extended Indian summer. The date was forever etched in his consciousness, 31}{
\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\super\langnp1033 st}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  October 1966. He was Bobby Charlton, dashing to make a pass to Geoff Hurst, Joe\rquote s alter ego, when he stumbled. 
\par 
\par He stood, laughing at himself \endash  until the pain hit him; he looked down at his leg and almost fainted. A
 large stick protruded from his thigh, its other tip was deeply imbedded in his muscle. Joe had come to the rescue he extracted the stick. Pulling it free, as Jeff writhed on the dry grass. 
\par 
\par Jeff had limped home, wincing with pain, but unaware of the dark splinters festering within his young body. He had only become aware of them that night, and every Halloween since then. 
\par 
\par Slowly, over the years, the entrapped wood changed the young boy into what he was today - a shell, a slave to the darkness. Every yea
r he tried in vain to cultivate the precious plants, and every year he failed. This year he must succeed, only one dark wood tree survived. The others were ripped from the soil during the construction of the estate.
\par 
\par That was where the plan was hatched; the plan to use the estate, and it\rquote s occupants to re-stock the forest. Jeff knew deep down it wasn\rquote t his plan \endash  he wasn\rquote 
t that bright. Nor was he a carpenter carving the phallus has taken him weeks. Not the shaping of the outside, that was easy \endash  no it was the intricate carving of the receptacle, and the finishing off of the outlet \endash 
 the flow had to be precise. Too fast and the precious fluid would pour out, too slow and the darkness would not flow out before the day was done.
\par 
\par The finished object had been placed carefully, the open tip just touching the adsorbent ceiling. Then he had filled the phallus, filled it to the brim. He had masturbated furiously, before directing his black semen into the receptacle cut in the dildo.

\par 
\par Jeff glanced down at his white knuckles - his hands shook.
\par 
\par \lquote Grow, you bastards\'85 Grow!\rquote 
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter nine:}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  Sickness.
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\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Judith fussed around her daughter, and then left the room to fill the hot water bottle. It always worked for her, the warmth helped eas
e the cramps that still plagued her once every month. The kettle boiled, and Judith returned to her patient with the expanded rubber bottle. 
\par 
\par Katie laid very still, a pool of sweat beading her forehead; Katie\rquote s breathing was }{\fs22 laboured}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 . Judith swept back the covers, and placed the bottle low on Katie\rquote 
s stomach, bunching up her cotton nightdress. Katie screamed, as if stabbed, and stiffened her whole body. 
\par 
\par \lquote God, get it off, it will kill my baby!\'94
\par 
\par \'93Your baby!\'94 Judith asked, her mouth gaping in shock.
\par 
\par \'93Yes, it\rquote s too young to be burnt\'85\'94 Katie screamed, dashing the hot water bottle to the floor, \'93you have hurt it now, it needs sustenance!\'94
\par 
\par Katie grabbed her mother, clasping both hands behind her neck. With considerable strength she forced her mums face to her groin. In seconds Judith found her face crushed into her daughters most intimate folds.
\par 
\par \'93Katie, get off - you\rquote re hurting me!\'94
\par 
\par Katie just exerted more pressure, and ground her mound against her mothers face \endash  searching for Judith\rquote s mouth. Her mum\rquote s lips were flattened against Katie\rquote s slimy labia. Horror filled Judith\rquote s eyes.
\par 
\par \'93Katie, no I\rquote m your mother\'85\'94 Judith\rquote s voice gargled through the thick fluid filling her mouth.
\par 
\par Then Judith saw it; she saw the blackness pouring out of her beloved daughters body. It traveled swiftly, heading for Judith\rquote s gasping mouth. She tried to scream, but only succeeded in bubbling her daughter\rquote 
s secretions over a wider area of smooth skin. The dark slime touched Judith\rquote s lips, sending desire rushing to her muddled senses. 
\par 
\par As the slime poured in her mouth Judith\rquote s incestuous desire overcame her reserve, she gobbled in mouthfuls of Katie\rquote s quivering flesh. The healing sustenance of Judith\rquote s soul ran into the darkness \endash  and it grew. 
\par 
\par Hours of Sapphic delight passed uninterrupted, until a disbelieving shout of protest tore through lust filled bedroom. Adrian was home; he stood open mouthed at the doorway of Katie\rquote s room. His rage boiled over.
\par 
\par \'93You slut Judith - how dare you! And in Katie\rquote s bed!\'94
\par 
\par Adrian ran across the room and pulled his wife off the woman she was clasping in an impassioned 69. He stared down into the other woman\rquote s face, his rage }{\fs22 evaporated}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  into shocked confusion.
\par 
\par \'93Katie \endash  Katie, Oh my god! Your eyes\'85\'94 Adrian\rquote s voice faded - he pitched forward, and fell to the floor. 
\par 
\par Katie glanced at Brian and smiled. 
\par 
\par Brian threw the spade to the floor, and then picked his father up with apparent ease.
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Chapter ten:}{\b\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  Seedlings.
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\par }{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 The room swam into a disconcerting focus. Adrian blinked, trying to ignore the pain gnawing inside his skull. He winced his disgust, in front of him \endash  on his bed \endash 
 his wife continued to lap feverishly at his daughter\rquote s vulva. Katie arched her back in pleasure, forcing her tender folds ever harder into her mum\rquote s busy mouth. 
\par 
\par Adrian went to scream abuse, but merely mumbled into the gaffer tape sealing his mouth. He struggled to move, but the same tape bound his wrists and ankles tightly. Adrian looked down his body - he was naked! He strained against his bindings, and 
moved backwards several inches. 
\par 
\par Something poked a dull point into his back, and then moved lower. To his disgust it strained against his buttocks, before slipping into the cleft between them. Adrian tried to pull away from the insistent invader that butt
ed rudely against his virgin anus. It was to no avail, little by little something entered Adrian, something fucked him.
\par 
\par The pressure was relentless, and finally the pulsing column stretching him wide reached his prostate. Before his amazed eyes Adrian watched his flaccid penis unfurl, and erect savagely. Tears appeared in Adrian\rquote 
s eyes - blurring the image of his rampant, engorged cock. 
\par 
\par He felt a small hand wrap around his manhood, deliciously it peeled back his rumpled foreskin, exposing the broad purple tip. Delicate fingertips swirled against the taut knob, making his erection rear even higher. Adrian\rquote 
s vision cleared, and he focused on the hand \endash  his eyes widened. Behind his makeshift gag Adrian swallowed hard. His vomit was forced down, in a desperate attempt to keep breathing. 
\par 
\par Adrian had }{\fs22 recognised}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033  the watch on the slim wrist \endash  it was Brian\rquote s! 
\par 
\par Despite his absolute disgust, Adrian felt his sperm rush from his swollen testicles; he ejaculated spraying his seed onto his aberrant wife and daughter. His orgasm crashed on as he responded to his son\rquote 
s dark spunk pouring into his welcoming bowels. Adrian was crushed - Adrian was corrupted.
\par 
\par The family orgy raced on, filling the darkness of that soulless night. Tighter, and tighter, they were bound, together into the depths of their very own private hell. Bound forever, in servitude to the darkness. 
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\par }{\b\fs22\ul\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 Epilogue:}{\fs22\lang1033\langfe1033\langnp1033 
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\par Jeff rode up to the house in trepidation, and then he smiled, and waved. The other keepers looked up from their work; momentarily they stopped tending the dark saplings. Not for long though, the trees were demanding masters.
\par 
\par The darkness has always been, it was there at the very beginning - before the light. 
\par 
\par Prior to the big bang there had been only darkness \endash  the darkness of the old universe. The darkness that only penetrated into the know universe through cracks in the fabric of reality. 
\par 
\par In the known universe the darkness assumed such innocuous forms, waiting patiently for a host\'85
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