The Second Life The story that follows has elements that would be unsuitable for some people. This is however a story and I do not condone/endorse elements used with its writing. If you feel the need to throw me into the Blacklist so be it as it won't matter, but writing has been an outlet for stress and with the past year and the weight of it... I needed to do something to close out the year and let it be taken into the annuals of the end of 2023... "Shit..." I slammed my hand on the top of the TV stand as my head drew a blank all of a sudden. The force of which knocked the can of soda off on to the carpeted floor. "FUCK.." Grabbing a pair of discarded jeans nearby it would only get some of the soda but not all of it. My eyes began to burn with the threat of tears but I gritted my teeth and set to sopping up the coke. Have to pull out the carpet cleaner to get it really deal with as the apartment owner would not want bug or smells when leaving. But then having been here so long my carpets had not yet been replaced with the more thinner carpets. Fuck it. Wet jeans in hand my knees protested as I stood from the kneeling from the moniter. Perfectly good desk and chair but residing myself to kneeling in front of the TV using an old tower on a newer TV with a hook up. Glancing at the newer computer as I moved towards the halls laundry basket on said desk I sighed. Was suppose to be the replacement, was suppose to be me moving on from years of loneliness and sorrow. Yet here I was suffering in what has been the lot of my life in the past two years more so than the entirety of my life. I use to have a family. Wife... two kids of my own loins... now gone... Spirited away during my work shift by my wife and out of the state with no indication that anything was wrong. But after the couple years of having moved to deal with state agencies of some anonymous tip that she had choked our son and supposedly I having talked to someone about dreams of my daughter and acting on those. It was utterly a fucked up situation and only figured out latter it was my wifes family that had did that. But state being state had to cover their asses. Two years spent parenting classes, counseling, and going as far to voluntarily going to a Pyscho Sexual Evaluation with attending Sex Offenders group for a few months. The stress of all of it made my nose bleed alot and I worried especially with group attendance that I never would say anything to threaten my family. But at least I got through all that and was not screwed over by the state. They closed their investigation, apologised surprisingly that I had to go through all that and said they would make sure that if it come up again that deal with it. Wiping my eyes, I stepped into the restroom to blow my nose. Stress was an ever constant battle and I hung my head over the sink as the slight coppery smell began to tickle the spot under my eyes. Maybe just overthinking but I have bloodied more shirts than I care to recount. No blood this time just the smell. I looked up at myself in the mirror seeing the bright emerald of my eyes. Never that green unless I was dead tired or I was delusional from lacking proper rest. But after my brief service in the military sleep was never the same, just being a functional zombie. The tired looking wolf staring back at me looked deceptively youthful, half my years but there were the subtle beyond the years and world weary edges. There was some lighter greying but not dramatically so in the darker greys. Holding my hand to the mirror part of me long for just some simple touch but I knew in this act alone it would be cold and lifeless just how I was feeling. A monster I did not want to touch. Going back to the computer I grabbed another soda before once again to the protests of my knee's at the short TV stand. The cursor blinked expectantly at me wanting more than what was written. My stomach soured slightly looking at it but I also knew I had not eaten anything for a couple days beyond drink sodas and few pieces of Halloween and Christmas candies I had squirreled away from the bank, clinics, and the one food bank. Grabbing one of the few remaining pieces on the shelf below, I minimized the document and chewed on the chocolate and peanut butter. Guiltily, I looked at the minimized browser from yesterday. My heart sank, yet started to race a little. Several tabs of adult content all in a spiralling organization of depravity. More appropriate forms to the down right your going to hell. But then with how lonely I have been past couple of years going through divorce, not being able honestly see my kids with how I am being protrayed... I clicked it open after setting the volumes to a more acceptable volume. Popular pornsite with video already part way through, a muscular wolf already having pressed his knot through pussy of the feline underneath him. Clicking back a minute and pressing play. --- "FUCK ME HARDER YOU DOG! BURY THAT BONE!" Quickly I lowered the volume a little more as the wolf growled and hammered her just that much harder. "I'm not a dog you whore! Im a fucking Alpha and your going to call me Master when I through with you!" Already I could feel my own cock slipping from the sheath, thankfully I was already without clothing for the morning. Reaching down to squeeze and make adjustments I found the tip a little more sensitive than usual. Running my thumb across it a few times I double over breathing heavily. I stopped to collect myself as I started to here the straining of the wolf to push his not into the tightness of the cats pussy. She mewled and moaned everytime her body strained till eventually with one savage pushed he hilted into her body. Her cry was of a pain ecstasy with her body quivering and a seemingly indecision to push him away or pull him close. --- I pause the video once again at that spot previous. There was a strange chill like the breeze of someone walking past. Looking to my left to find only my some what messy floor and some spilled papers from my house cat. Turning to my right less mess and still no house cat. Looking further behind to the couch, nothing but folded laundry and an undershirt that definately needed to get into the basket for washing. The mere thought of what I had cleaned with it made me go to the very last tab and I swallowed. It was an animated piece but the female was underaged obviously. My erection pulsed painfully and my eyes burned with tears again. I truely was a monster if this was what was getting my blood to flow. Clicking play as I watched as it played out again my hand slowly strocking my cock. --- "Daddy, I thought they were going to give me my own bed for the stay here?", the young german shepard leaned on the double in the room causing her excessively short skirt to expose her panties the outline of her spade to the tight fabric. "Don't worry honey. I am pretty sure we can make it work out. Not like you haven't slept in Mommy's and Daddy's bed before." "But Daddy, you still moved alot while holding onto Mommy making her laugh alot. I hardly get any sleep." Chuckling, her father begins to take his coat off and putting it over a chair. "Well maybe you should sleep more on Mommy's side?" His daughter blushed and looked away, her ear sheepishly tucking under her long blond hair. "Mommy gets a little grabby...and it tickles in a funny way..." "Well it just us. Here I got you a crush." He twists the top off the soda as a memory balloon plays showing the father having spiked the drink. "Grape! My favorite." She chuggs down half the soda before giving a small burp. Scene cuts to nondescript TV show being watch and the bottle empty for the young girl. The father prods at the girl before groping between her legs as a last test to the drugs effectiveness. Smiling he picks her up to layer on the bed slowly stripping away clothing licking and smelling as he goes. It goes on for a few minutes before finally stripping her of her panties exposing her sex. Her spade was not as prominent but still had slight glisten to it potential from what ever the drug had been. Her father nuzzled and licked reverently at his daughter sex pressing his tongue deep and pushing hard at the hymen within based on the corner x-ray for the scene. Another scene cut with the father now behind his daughter her ass in the air his dick being ground against her exposed genitals. --- A wave of lightheadiness swept over me making me miss hitting the spacebar to pause the vid twice. Laying down on my arm as I feel my stomach begin to sour again but I already know it was not from the chocolate. A chill on my shoulders raises my fur across my back. Again I look over my shoulder only to see the cat walking into the living room space before sitting down and seemingly looking into the air. I begin to feel a weakness overcome my body but I go back to the video my raging erection forgotten and my head laid back down onto my arms. --- The father push the tip of his dick into the girls sex and he begins to pump at her in shallow strokes. Each thrust in a growing intensity and a growing look of desire on her fathers face to just slide his whole dick into her and be enveloped by that tightness. Eventually an x-ray scene plays showing his dick pressing to that virgin barrier before its snaps and his shaft slides deeper. Quickly he pulls himself from her pussy and begins to shove his tongue into the mix of sexual juices and blood seemingly savouring each bit of flavour. Just as quickly and without his restraint he resumes fucking his daughter in an almost feral frenzy. His balls slapping against her legs, his dick drooling as he occassional pulls free only to slam it back in. Even drugged now the daughter begins to make moans and mewling noises as her father continues to use her. Quickly the father hooks his hands at her hips and legs and pulls hard against her body, his knot literally pushing her spade into her own body. He growls a beastial sound before her body yields and the knot penetrates the immense tightness that makes him howl as another x-ray scene plays out showing his dick having pentrated her cervix dumping his cum directly into her immature womb. The scene shows him breathing heavily but he reachs out for her night short to pull it onto her and falling to the bed before it fades to black. --- The sound of a howl pulls me from the heaviness of my eyes. Father having just knotted his daughter, quickly I close all the browser tabs but my body feels like putty. Guess its time then. I go back to the text document and look at it agin the mere opening disassociation to story content. Tomorrow was the last day of the year as I double checked the date and clock on the computer. Well couple minutes be the end of the years last day. I began to type. 2023... what a long long year it has been. Choices made and mistakes made... but its how I will go out. I ask forgiveness of my family and my children when they get older that I was a selfish bastard and left them to wallow in the improper care of their mother who wont be able to work with all the money she just make from leeching off my income along with the income to you son. wanted to be a good fathe r but as I write this drugs I took earleir finally doing what they acn do when in excess, broke my promise to you mom but just not strng anymore sp im lettning go dont mounbr this monster as just gonig to burn I looked stupidly at the misspelling and errors listed but I did not care... I saved it and set to up load it to my profile for midday tomorrow. Be enough time for the drugs to do me in and keep me from being saved. Enough of my electronics had been loaded up with porn to make sure that any good I had done would be buried. My military, my government, the people I helped just needed to longer be of any worth to anyone. My name ever spoken as garbage and filth. My knees at least did not seemingly protest as I got to my feet and started to stumble to the bedroom. As broken lonely an individual, I could have at least cleaned up but no... no more worry... no more stress... I picked up a lighter and set a woodsy stick of incence to burn, something I always felt had a strong smell of cedar to it. I let the lighter fall from my hand as I sat on my side of the bed and turned on the standing heater unit on the bedside to high. Then there was the blizzrd and fire video I had selected already setup to play, just an illusion to fill the enveloping darkness of my death. Its been so long since I have been to the woods... maybe just maybe go out with that comfort. Looking one last time at the headboard my eye fell upon the medical bottle that was my wifes. The Xanax I kept to try and sleep better but now would take me away. Picking it up I poured half of what was left and swallowed them just to make sure. Even as an organ donor did not want anything about me to survive for use. I pulled the blankets around me my face towards the heater, the sounds and smells. I felt a strange bit of comfort as a chill ran through me. I was afraid, but that wouldn't be for long. Just rest and the weight of the world would finally be gone. God... let me feel the woods one last time... --- There was the hooting of an owl in an overhead tree that sudden awoken me. My heart pounded in my chest as I took note of other sounds. A strong crackling of fire, braches jousting high above with the wind making trunks groan and creak. Smells began to make known to me to even included the sound of meat being cooked with vegatables sizzling. I could feel the wool of the blanket and smell a strangenest to it but something about it made a spark in my chest. "I was wondering if your were going to ever wake up with how deep you were trying to sleep." That voice! I threw back the blanket and sat up to only clobber my head on the main truck of a lean-to. I grimaced in pain holding my head as a hand gripped my shoulder and a shadow squatted in front of me. "You have been gone a really long time... don't go knocking yourself before you have at least had a meal." The hand was warm and it held a comfort that was long forgotten. It was like a damn and I began to cry and reached out to embrace what had once been the sole comfort during a dark time of my life.