to me. I feel good with him. And you! You ruin everything for me! He wants to make you a baby! That you will die when you give birth! And then he is free. We will always be with him! - she turned blue from screaming. - I do not want to see you! I hate it! - Tomka rushed out of their kitchen, but Mila, at the last moment grabbed her hand.

- Stop! Wait! What does he want to be free from? What did I have to raise? - she barely kept her sister, bursting out with superhuman strength.

- Pendant! The pendant I found. I and not you, understand? And he is mine! - Tomka, finally, managed to escape from the hands of a dumbfounded sister. Crying she disappeared into the house.

Something began to clear up - a pendant, a stone - that’s what happens.

This spring, near the village, archaeologists conducted excavations, but by the middle of summer the work was turned down. He and Tomka went to look at the excavations. Nothing interesting, a few ditches, piles of earth, strange stones. Jumping into one of these ditches, the girls accidentally collapsed a piece of land. Big-eyed Tomka spotted an interesting pebble. Smooth, translucent, teardrop-shaped, at the narrow end there was a hole. She immediately stated that he would become her talisman. The stone is obviously ancient and should bring her good luck. Having found a leather cord at her grandmother, Tomka put on a stone on the same day.

Mila rushed about, who would ask what to do. It dawned on her - there is the Internet. Taking a tablet, which she did not include all these days, went online. To my surprise, I found quite a few sites dedicated to supernatural beings.

The stranger is an incubus, a demon of the lowest rank, having sex with women. From sex with a demon woman is experiencing incredible pleasure and experiencing a violent orgasm. At this point, the incubus consumes its energy, as if feeding on it.

Most likely, they came across a particularly dangerous type of incubus, characterized by unbridled greed. Almost everyone who meets with him dies from exhaustion, and very quickly, as a rule, within a month. Albeit from pleasure, but death is death.

Mila frantically scanned the sites. Something was cleared up - someone had either concluded for a long time, or had turned the incubus into this stone. From contact with Tomka he awoke and they, as close relatives, became his victim. He needed a lot of energy, so they would not last long with Tomka. He could not attack other women - he was tied to a stone. He could free himself in two ways. The first is to wait for the death of the very first woman. But some could stretch a month.

The second is to conceive offspring. This required a virgin. During the birth, the mother was dying, giving birth to a new demon, and this one got the opportunity to break all the ties that bind him. Moreover, the pregnancy lasted only three days.

Involuntarily, she imagined that a vile creature was crawling inside her, and she began to shake in horror. She let go of the tablet. She sat for about five minutes, hugging her shoulders, not thinking about anything. But still got it together.

She learned everything that is possible, except for the main thing - how to get rid of the incubus, how to protect. They wrote that you can protect yourself with crosses and prayers. Complete nonsense! She automatically touched a cross on her neck. Her baptismal cross. He did not protect her, and that means no sense from prayers.

But there must be some way out. What can help them? At night he will come. She is not sure that she will not succumb to him. Indefinite ideas wandered in my head. Suddenly Mila heard her sister crying bitterly and inconsolably behind the wall. She went to her.

Tomka was sitting on the floor, still not dressed and swaying sobbed. Seeing Mila, she howled:

- Mila, Darling, forgive me if you can. Forgive the damned fool. You know how scared I am! We will die with you ... I'm afraid, Mila! - she sobbed, smearing tears on cheeks. - I feel sorry for you. I do not want to die, Mila! Let's think of something, well, please!

Mila crouched beside her, hugging Tomka.She desperately clung to her, continuing to cry.

“I was jealous of you, stupid.” You know how good I was! And now I understood everything. I'm afraid of him! He mocked me all night yesterday. I was crawling at his feet. He took me as he wanted, and wherever possible and impossible. And I myself, you hear, she asked him to do so ... It was good for me, and then it became scary ... Forgive me, please! Save us!

Mila never saw Tamara so frightened and lost. The sight of a crying and frightened sister, usually brisk and tongue-in-cheek, shook her well.

“Everything is clear,” Mila got up and walked around the room. - Stop the tantrum. We have to get rid of your pendant, that damned stone, ”she looked apprehensively at the stone around her sister’s neck. - Take it off.

Tomka almost stopped crying when she heard her sister’s calm, sensible tone.

“I can't,” she drew back, and continued in a whisper. “Sir,” she faltered, “that is, he forbade me.” I tried it now. He starts choking me - and she began to cry again.

Mila looked displeased at her sister, who with her sobs prevented her from concentrating. The four elements: air, fire, water, earth. There is probably no fire against the stone here. Air? Somehow unconvincing. Water is near. But will a fast, but shallow mountain river help? What remains? Only land.

- Let's dig it in the ground. Maybe it will? More reliably, it will probably be in some particular land, she reasoned out loud. “There’s one here,” Mila exclaimed happily. - We went to the church, we'll figure it out on the spot, how to take it off you. Get dressed, - and dragged Tomka, on the move, stretching the dress, to the street. On the way I looked to the grandmother. She slept, snoring. Well, thank God!

Babkino village sprawls on the slopes of the mountains along the river. There was a church in the village, an old one, some said that it was eight hundred years old, which Mila believed in principle, judging by the ancient appearance of the stones from which it was folded. The church stood on a separate hill, just above the river. Small, without domes, more like a small house. Here in the mountains they have always been built like this, before now.

There was no one on the street, as always in the village. Tomka reluctantly followed her sister. She limped along after her and muttered something, through pent-up sobs. Mila listened:

- And sitting in the room was angry at you. And then I went up to the mirror, looked at what it turned into, and it dusted me like cold water! I understood everything, and I was scared ...

Without interference, the girls walked to a narrow path leading up to the church. The path wound between graves, randomly scattered on a steep slope. Opening the gate, protecting the cemetery from the omnipresent cows, they entered under the shade of trees that were densely growing on the slope of the church hill. Having walked about ten meters, Tomka stopped and pulled out her hand. Mila looked around. The sister was in a quiet panic. Whispered:

- Mila, he is here.

- Who? She automatically asked, although she immediately understood who they were talking about.

- Sir. He is here, - Tomka looked ahead with a detached look, past Mila, as if listening to something.

Suddenly Tomka stirred. Slowly she pulled the sundress down from her shoulders, and her dress fell to her feet. More on it was nothing. Stepping over the dress, she leaned on the nearest fence, closed her eyes and began to caress herself with her hand down. Mila rushed to her, grabbed her shoulders, shook her.

- Are you completely stunned? Stop right away, ”she cried. And suddenly, with horror, I felt a strong desire not to go anywhere, to stay here in the shade and slowly rush to caress.

Her hand has already touched the bare lips. She also forgot about cowards when she went out into the street. This sobered her a bit, and she shook Tomka again. For a moment my sister had a meaningful look, and she whispered, continuing to masturbate:

- Do not leave me, please. He won't let me in.

Mila confusedly looked at the naked sister, who was leaning over the fence and shamelessly caressing herself. She noticed how much she clung to the bars, even her hand turned white. And suddenly it dawned on her ... Read more →