Day 32 At first, it seemed to Laura that a breeze blew over her, caressing her curls, waving the fabric of her clothes. As she came to her senses, touches began to seem more realistic, more carnal. She tried to raise her head from the pillow, but could not, as if her neck and shoulders were stiff with numbness, she almost could not move, still lying on her stomach. And someone continued to touch her body through a thin fabric, sometimes running her fingers through her hair. The touches were getting faster and more insistent. They seemed to Laura strange, as if many hands were stroking and caressing her body. Suddenly, someone touched her arm below the sleeve. Laura cried out - her hands did not touch her bare skin, but wet, cool flesh. Not seeing the creature hanging over her, Laura realized that this was not a human being. As if learning of her conjecture, the creature ran her face with its tentacles.

Laura tried to scream again, but the tentacles suddenly tenderly wrapped around her throat, and the cry stopped in her chest. Now tentacles wrapped her arms above the elbows and pressed to the bed. Other tentacles began to twist around her body, covering her with tight rings. With her skin, Laura felt that some of them had already penetrated under her clothes and were now slipping on her back, clasping her shoulders and neck, while caressing and tying at the same time. Several tentacles slid around her waist, down her hips, around her legs. Laura was completely immobilized, tentacles squeezing her body, lightly caressing him. She was not hurt, but she was gripped by a fear that could not turn into horror, because her mind was still clouded. But fear grew stronger when she felt the touch of her body, equally wet and cold, to her back and thighs.

The tentacles squeezed her arms and legs a little harder, the monster's body fell on her from behind, and between her thighs, Laura felt his firm and incredibly hot organ. The creature brought her face closer to her, Laura closed her eyes not to see him, but she plunged into her hair, Laura heard heavy breathing. And now a creature with an animal moan plunged into her womb. And the tentacles began to move. Through the fog, through a lot of sensations Laura tried to understand what was happening with her body. With each cell of her body, she felt a touch of flesh that had become surprisingly hot, the tentacles moved along her, wrapping her in new rings, sometimes they seemed to stick to her skin, like lips, to slide over her hips, buttocks. And inside it worked a member. It seemed to Laura that he was incredibly huge and long, as if he was reaching to the heart, bursting her to the limit. The body of the monster tightly pressed to each bend of her buttocks, back, neck. She felt his breath close to her face. He wriggled in her like an eel, his movements seemed endless, as if a mechanism was launched that no one would turn off.

Through the mist, Laura heard a voice in the distance, but could not make out the words or who the voice belonged to. At this point, the tentacles stopped moving, leaving only the sensation of an organ rushing in, and breathing on the cheek. Here, her shoulder squeezed harder, the monster's body squeezed her into bed with all the force, the organ twitched, doing the last, deepest jerks, and stopped inside her. The voice came again, now clearer, closer, very familiar, the tentacles opened and broke away from the girl, the womb was empty again. Laura opened her eyes. Janie leaned over her, her hand tugging at Laura's shoulder.

“It seemed to me that you were dreaming of a nightmare,” whispered Janie. “It's almost morning, soon we will come to wake up.”

Laura sat up in bed, trying to finally wake up and realize that all this was just a dream. But she could not manage to get rid of the feeling of heavy fullness in the lower abdomen.She wanted to touch her hand between her legs, as if to remove this sensation, but Janie was there.

By the time the mentor entered their room, the girls were already dressed and combed. She carefully examined both and was pleased.

“You are amazingly good today, Laura,” she said, “your eyes are burning and your cheeks are rosy. Janie, you're charming too.

Janie smiled modestly, and Laura felt uneasy. She still could not calm down, still felt a cold touch on her body, and was glad that she was wearing a dress made of thick woolen fabric through which her petrified nipples from chills and recent sensations did not protrude. Together with the teacher the girls went down to breakfast, where the whole family had already gathered.

The head of the family was Lord Herbert Mack, the owner of the western lands. Laura was the niece of his wife, Lady Magda, and after the death of her parents six years ago, she was taken to be raised in the Maykom house. Janie Meck was a good friend to her, although she was two years younger, her brothers always treated her with warmth and patronage. Until recently ...

Day 1. The nightmare began a month ago. Then Laura fell asleep in a grove by the lake, where she loved to read away from everyone, and then for the first time she had this dream ...

She never remembered falling asleep at such moments, she just closed her eyes and her feelings changed. She saw almost nothing, she always had a shroud in front of her eyes, but she was always aware of what was happening. That day it seemed to her that the water came out of the lake and covered it. She seemed to be rocking on the waves, but on the surface her hands were held by someone. She was good and light, her hands gently wrapped around her waist, fingers caressed her back. She wanted to soar forever, she began to forget, when suddenly her arms lifted her and pulled her forward, and Laura felt that right in front of her someone's body, and her legs wrapped around her torso. And her hands were squeezing her buttocks, keeping her on the weight. She no longer felt the swaying of the waves, everything seemed to disappear, only two of their bodies remained. Laura did not leave a feeling of peace, and she laid her head on the unknown person on the shoulder, pressing her whole body to his chest.

The girl began to fall into oblivion again, but the stranger slowly lifted her and suddenly lowered her down. Laura caught her breath when his huge organ entered her to the full depth of her bowels. Her legs stopped wrapping his torso, and she lowered them, trying to reach the ground, to find a foothold, but she could not. Her hands rested on his chest and tried to push him away. Her palms were buried in hard, ribbed skin, like leather armor, but it was leather, it was lively and warm.

Laura desperately tried to push the incomprehensible creature away, but her hands only stumbled upon the unnatural bends of the muscles of his arms and shoulders, on his terrible skin. His body was deep inside her, he was incredibly firm and inflexible. His hands barely held her, his cock was the only point of her support.

Laura pushed off his chest and felt herself falling. A second later, she felt that she was plunging into something soft, like a fluff or a cloud. But his hands were again here on her body. Her breasts lay in his palms with inhuman skin, her stomach was still full with the hardness and strength of his body. His hands let go of her breasts, rose to her neck, wrap her shoulders, go down to her waist, and clasp her hips in a vice.

A silent scream broke out of Laura’s chest when his body began to move in her. She threw her head back, opening her mouth, trying to squeeze out at least some sound or breathe in, her hands darted down, as if they wanted to prevent the foreign body from continuing to penetrate her body. Laura did not feel the pain, inevitable during the first intercourse, indispensable at the time of the violent invasion of the female womb. Only the fear of not understanding who does what with it, is it a dream or a reality. Only a feeling of tension, where their bodies merged, tensions that grew and became unbearable as the pace of his movements increased.Everything around her spun, Laura felt weightlessness again, only the movements in her body connected her with reality.

And suddenly she opened her eyes. She was still in a grove by the lake, a book was lying next to her. It took her a few minutes ...