5 comments/ 37340 views/ 8 favorites The Halloween Hazing By: laffalot This is my entry into the Halloween erotic story contest. If you are looking for a romantic love story with a happy ending, this isn't your story. If however, you are looking for a terrifying horror story with plenty of totally twisted erotica, then you have come to the right place. If you are really brave, you should wait until well after dark, turn off all the lights, and enter my nightmare. Happy reading...happy Halloween...and don't forget to vote... * The parade of females walking silently down the street was definitely a sight to see. There were six of them in all, one leading the way with an air of cockiness about her, followed by three identically dressed and blindfolded girls, who were holding onto a rope that was stretched from the leader to the two women who were bringing up the rear. The leader of this group was Tabitha Sanders, a senior and a "big sister" to the three pledges who were following behind. It was often said that Tabitha had a mean streak a mile wide and this little jaunt was just another example of that. This, being her last year, was also her final chance to really leave a lasting impression on the minds any future pledges to her sorority. Her plan was to reset the bar for hazing rituals, which, although outlawed, were still heavily practiced. Tabitha still got chills up her spine when she thought about how purely evil her plan was. She had spent weeks setting this up secretly, and in the process had taken some big risks. If she had been caught, she would have faced expulsion, and possibly even prosecution from the local police. Luckily, she had managed to recruit the help of a few frat boys by promising them a fun evening, and with their help, she had gotten everything set up in time. After all, in order for this plan to be fully effective, it had to be carried out on Halloween night. Following blindly behind Tabitha was Trish Gray, a smart and confident young woman who was certain that she could handle anything that her superiors could dish out. Trish, along with the other two blindfolded pledges behind her, was wearing a long white flowing gown that was made out of a sheer material which made it see-through. Underneath the sheer gown, she wore a plain white bra and white "granny" panties. Behind Trish was Jennifer Haas, a short, brunette girl with a stocky build. Jennifer was known back in her hometown high school as Jenny Juggs because of her prodigious breasts. She took after her mother in that aspect, as her mother had actually went under the knife and had breast reduction surgery six years ago after suffering from back aches caused by the heavy weight of her FF breasts. Jennifer's breasts didn't quite measure up to her mother's massive mounds, being just DD, but she was self conscious about their size just the same. The last of the freshmen pledges was Amanda Chan, a beautiful Chinese American girl, whose stunning good looks would look right at home on the cover of any fashion magazine. Amanda had been offered a modeling job while still in high school, but her studies were more important to her and her mother would have been very upset if she hadn't gone to college. Behind Amanda, holding the tail end of the rope which was leading the three blindfolded freshmen, was Ally Lewis, and Paige Douglas, two of Tabitha's lackeys. They were both sophomores and looked up to the seniors, a fact that was not lost on Tabitha, who quickly took them under her wing and easily got them to do her dirty work. They arrived at the spot they were heading to and Tabitha told them to stop, then she turned the three pledges in the direction she wanted them and gave her speech, a speech she had practiced several time that day. "Pledges, we have arrived at our destination. Your final task will prove to the sisterhood that you do in fact have what it takes to join our great organization, and become part of our wonderful sorority. Ladies, remove your blindfolds and gaze upon your final task." The three pledges all reached up and slipped their blindfolds off. Blinking and wiping their eyes, they all gazed up at the vacant house a half dozen yards in front of them. Only this wasn't just a house, it was a huge mansion with two floors and so many windows. Tabitha continued her speech. "This house in front of you is legendary around these parts. Some people claim that it is haunted, others say it is full of demons, of course not everyone is a believer. Everyone who has gone into the house, hasn't been able to stay inside for more than thirty minutes at a time. They report feeling other presences in the house with them, and the longer they remained inside, the more uncomfortable they felt, until they had to leave right away." "It's been boarded up for more than twenty years. Throughout the last few weeks, I have had some of my friends go into the house and leave some items for you to find. You will find a clue to all the items tacked to the wall near the entryway. Your task is to go find all the items and bring them to me. The way you go about the task is up to you. You can stay together as a group, or you can separate. You should know that if you stay together, the chances of you finding all the items before thirty minutes is very slim, but if you are confident that you can handle being inside for more than thirty minutes, then you should stay together. Are there any questions pledges?" Trish raised her hand, something that all pledges were required to do before speaking to a "big". "Yes Trish." Tabitha said. "How much time do we have to find all the items?" "Well, you have all night if you need it, but like I said, you should be very careful about being in there too long. Yes Jennifer." Jennifer's hand was raised before Tabitha had finished her thought, and she cleared her throat before nervously asking "What happened in this house?" "That's a good question Jennifer, but one that I can't answer entirely, I can only say that a violent act was committed here. The items I've had hidden throughout the house will answer that question for you when you have found them all. Any more questions?" Tabitha was looking at Amanda, assuming she would have a question, but Amanda was just staring at the house. "Okay then, if there are no more questions, I'm giving each of you a headlight. Strap this onto your head so your hands are free to carry the items that you find. You also each have a watch, I suggest that you set the timer for twenty five minutes and plan on making your escape as soon as it chimes, or else you may become part of the legend of the house." While Tabitha explained this, Ally was fitting the headlamps on each girl, while Paige was putting watches on each of them. Trish lifted her arm to look at the watch and groaned when she saw that it was a cheap, child's watch in the shape of a pink flower. When the three pledges were fully equipped, Tabitha said "Okay ladies, let the challenge begin. You'll find that the boards on the front door will pull away easily, I had my boys lightly tack them back up in case anyone happened along. Just give them a pull and they will come right off." Wanting to appear confident and in control, Trish began walking toward the large house without looking back. She didn't really believe the place was haunted, but she also didn't like the idea of going inside. Showing weakness was out of the question though, so she made sure that she was the first one to the top of the steps and made quick work of pulling the boards off the front door. By the time she had finished, the other two girls had joined her, their headlamps already shining. Trish reached up and turned hers on before turning the doorknob and pushing the heavy door open. With a nerve rattling creek from rusted hinges, the door slowly swung open. Three lights from the girls headlamps shone into the musty room. "Shit that's creepy." Jennifer whispered, then turned to look back at the three girls that were watching them by the road. She wanted to go back, nearly did in fact, thinking that she really didn't need to join the stupid sorority anyway, but then the other two girls went inside and asked if she was coming, so she did. As they stood in the entryway peering around in the darkness with their headlamps, the door slowly and silently closed behind them. Only when the latch engaged did it make a sound and all three of them turned to see the door was shut. "Oh shit, the door closed on its own." Jennifer whined. "My parents garage door closes by itself all the time. It's not balanced properly is all." Trish said. "Hey look!" Amanda nearly shouted when she saw the note taped to the wall. She snatched it away before the other girls could get it, then began to read. "It says that there are six hidden items, two each in the basement, first floor, and second floor. Should we split up so we can get them faster?" "No" Trish answered. "We stick together and take our time finding them. It's too dark to be rushing around in an unfamiliar place." "But what if it takes more than a half hour?" Amanda inquired. "Oh come on, you don't really believe that bullshit story do you." Trish scoffed. "I mean I'll give her mad props for her imagination, but that story was pretty lame, and we're gonna prove it by being here longer than thirty minutes." "What if she wasn't lying?" Jennifer asked in a near whisper. "Oh man, not you too...Look, we stick together and if anything feels weird, then we hightail it out." The three girls stood looking at each other for a moment before Amanda finally said "We're wasting time ladies. Shouldn't we go find these things?" "What's the first clue?" Looking at the sheet of paper, Amanda read aloud "Down below, in the depths of the house, you'll find two items, from the murdering spouse. Look up high, and look down low, but WATCH OUT for the dead wife's beau. A clue you will find, on the creaky old stairs, be very careful, and don't forget your prayers. " "Jesus, someone was murdered here." Jennifer murmured nervously. "Alright, what's the next clue?" Trish demanded a bit too impatiently. "Ahh let's see...Search the first floor, room by room, don't be too slow, or it may spell your doom. Two more well hidden items, can be found lurking about. There's a clue in the bathroom, so relax and don't shout." "Okay, find the bathroom." Jennifer whispered to herself as if she was trying to keep her mind occupied so she wouldn't have to think about where she was. "And the last clue is...Two more items are somewhere upstairs, collect them both to finish your affairs. You'll find another clue in the upstairs hall, careful where you step, you don't want to fall." All three headlamps turned toward the staircase at the same time. "So...where do we go first?" Amanda questioned. "Well, I think we should probably go down to the basement first. Get the worst one done first." Trish said. "I agree." Amanda added. "Let's do it." "So where is the basement?" Jennifer asked. "We need to start opening doors. We split up but stay in the same room. Keep an eye out for the bathroom also, maybe we can kill two birds with one stone." Trish replied. "Can we not talk about killing please?" Jennifer begged. Rolling her eyes and shaking her head Trish just turned away and walked to the nearest door, which upon opening turned out to be a closet. She left it open and moved on while the other two girls began to make their way around and open doors also. "Stairs!" Jennifer shouted as she opened the door to the basement and saw the stone steps heading into the darkness. The other two girls made their way over quickly and all three shone their headlights down to the bottom. "Oh shit, that's freaky." This time from Amanda. They all stood, staring down into the abyss, their lights not even reaching the floor. Finally, Trish said "Well, we're not gonna get anywhere standing here." and she took the first step. Amanda and Jennifer followed. At the bottom of the stairs, Trish stopped and shone her light around the inky blackness. Large white sheets were draped over what appeared to be furniture of some kind. Cobwebs stretched across vast areas between the white sheets and steel posts set at various spots throughout the basement. The shine from her light caught movement on the floor in one corner and all three lights followed what appeared to be a large mouse or small rat as it ran from the light. Jennifer grabbed Trish's shoulders from behind and whimpered at the sight. "I fucking hate this." She whispered. "Let's just find what we need and get back upstairs." Trish whispered back. "I don't know if I can do this." Whined Jennifer. "My older brother tricked me into going into our basement when I was five years old. He told me he had to run upstairs for something and he would be right back, but when he got to the top of the stairs, he shut the lights out and slammed the door shut, leaving me in the dark. I just remember it being so dark that I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. I was screaming for my mother, but she was on the second floor taking a shower, so she couldn't hear me." "Your brother sounds like a real winner." Amanda observed. "Yeah, well he was nine years old and he could be pretty cruel back then." "The sooner we find what we need the sooner we can get out of here." Trish said "And this time Jen, you have a light." "Yeah, but I still don't like it." Trish stepped down onto the dirt floor and turned her light back toward the stairs. There on the side was a piece of paper with some writing on it. She pulled it off and read the clue aloud. "To complete the task, you'll need to find the weapon that was used to to commit the murders that occurred in this very house. On the far wall, you will find an assortment of tools, one of which was used to violently slaughter several people. You'll also notice several sheets covering various pieces of furniture. Under one sheet is a wooden armoire with drawers. Inside one of the drawers, you will find a picture of the murder weapon. Your two items are the picture, and the weapon." "Alright, so we need to take these sheets off." Amanda said, grabbing the corner of one sheet and yanking it off. She squealed in surprise at the vision of a ghostly figure staring back at her, before realizing that it was just a mirror and she was seeing her own reflection. "Fuck that jumped me!" she said, her eyes wide and her heart still racing. Trish walked over to the largest covered object in the room and pulled the sheet off. It was a large wooden armoire with two large doors. She pulled open the two doors and revealed what seemed like a hundred small drawers. Even the doors had drawers built into them so when it was wide open, it looked like a wall of small drawers. "I think I found what we're looking for." She said and began opening drawers. Amanda came over also and helped her, starting at the opposite end. Meanwhile, Jennifer had begun to slowly make her way toward the other side of the basement, staying in eyesight of the others. There was a wide doorway leading into another smaller area, and when she shone her light into the other room, she saw several different tools lined up against the back wall. There was a sledgehammer, an ice pick, a chainsaw, a hacksaw, a ball peen hammer, a large wrench, and an antique hand drill. "Hey, I found the tools." She shouted. Just about then, Amanda opened a drawer and said "Got the picture!" She picked it up out of the drawer and shouted to Jennifer. "It's the ice pick Jen." Wanting to get out of here as soon as possible, Jennifer hurried into the room toward the wall. As she picked up the ice pick, she saw a note on the floor, but before she could pick it up to read the sound of screams and the slam of a heavy door jumped her. She spun around and saw that the room she was in was really a cell and the door, which she hadn't seen upon entering, had slammed shut. In a panic, Jennifer ran across to the door and tried to open it, while Trish and Amanda tried from the other side. "Open the fucking door!!!" She screamed while yanking on it. "We're trying, it's fucking locked!" Trish yelled back. "Well kick it down! Get me out of here! HELP ME!!!" terror overtaking her, Jennifer hammered the door with her fists. "Jennifer, listen to me." It was Amanda, who was doing her best to keep her voice calm "Take a deep breath and let it out slowly." She waited, listening through the door while Jennifer tried to do it. "You need to stay calm Jen. We are here with you okay." "Yes yes, I hear you." Jennifer whined, her voice cracking with fear. "Okay Jen, I want you to look around the room, see if there is another way out, or if there is anything in there that you can use, and we are going to do the same thing out here okay." "O okay." came the muffled reply. Jennifer turned around and shone her light around the room. Nothing but four solid walls, no windows and no way out. That was when she remembered the note that she had seen on the floor. Hurrying across to where the tools were, she picked up the note and read it. "If you are reading this note, you are likely locked in the room. If all three of you have been captured, then you will need to break out. Use the tools available to bust through the door. If only one or two of you are trapped, there is a key to the door hidden somewhere. In case you haven't figured it out yet, the key is another one of the items you need to find, so the original clues will help you find it." Jennifer rushed back to the door and yelled "Trish, Amanda, I found a note!" "What's it say?" Trish yelled back, and listened as Jennifer read it aloud. "Shit, that bitch set us up." Trish exclaimed, obviously very angry with Tabitha. "Okay Jen, what kind of tools do you have in there?" "Uhm, a sledge hammer, an old drill, a chainsaw, a hacksaw, and another hammer. Oh and an ice pick and a wrench." "Can you start up the chainsaw and cut through the door?" Amanda asked. "I don't know. I've never used one before." "Well, can you try it?" Jennifer picked up the chainsaw and was surprised at how heavy it was. She looked at it, trying to figure out how to start it. She had seen her father use one years ago, but this one seemed different somehow. Meanwhile on the other side of the locked door, Amanda looked at Trish and said "You know, if she can't get this door open, we are going to have to go find the key." Trish nodded reluctantly and said "Yeah, I know." A few seconds later, a very upset Jennifer cried "I can't do it. I can't even pull this fucking cord." "Listen Jen, you sit tight okay. Amanda and I are going to go find the key, and as soon as we get it we are coming right back here and opening this door." Trish explained. "I don't want you to leave me." Jennifer cried "I'm so scared. Please don't leave me alone." "Jennifer, listen to me. You are going to be fine. We will go as fast as we can okay, but we have to do this to get you free." "No please. Just stay here." "We will be back Jen, sit tight." Trish grabbed Amanda's arm and pulled her away from the door to the stairs and they headed up quickly while Jennifer wailed behind the locked door. At the top of the stairs, Trish started bitching "I'm gonna kill that bitch Tabitha. How could she be so fucking cruel?" "Let's just find the bathroom and our next clue." They headed off down the hallway to open more doors. -- In the basement, behind the locked door, Jennifer had sunk to the floor and was crying and shaking. She wiped her eyes with her hand and noticed her watch. Remembering the warning to not stay inside more than thirty minutes, she looked at the time and realized that it had been twenty minutes already. "Oh shit! Please hurry." She cried softly to herself. The Halloween Hazing -- Upstairs on the first floor, Trish and Amanda hurried through the house opening doors until Trish hollered that she found the bathroom. Amanda rushed over and together they entered the dark room. A massive claw foot tub dominated the room. A shower curtain that spread all around the tub hung from a ring suspended from the back wall. A filthy toilet sat in the corner and a cracked sink was opposite the tub. Without a pause, Trish reached up and yanked the shower curtain to the side, exposing a bloody body lying in the tub. Both girls screamed simultaneously and grabbed each other in a hug, their eyes as big as saucers. Then Trish looked closer at the body and discovered that it wasn't really a body, it was a mannequin, and upon closer inspection, the blood was only red paint. Amanda was still screaming and wouldn't look in the tub. "It's alright. It's not real. It's a mannequin." Trish said, as calmly as she could. Still shaking like a leaf and ready to run, Amanda turned and looked back into the tub. "Oh my God! Oh shit! Oh fuck! My heart, my heart is going to burst out of my chest. Shit that freaked me out!" Trish pulled away from Amanda and looked closer at the mannequin in the tub. There was three small holes punched in the head, and red paint had been splattered about. Taped to the chest was a note. She reached in and grabbed the note before reading it. "Search in the kitchen to find two more items related to the killer." "The kitchen, I opened the door to the kitchen, Come on." Amanda said and hurried back out of the creepy bathroom with Trish right behind her. -- In the basement, Jennifer heard the girls bloodcurdling screams and scrambled away from the door to the other side of the room where the tools were. She curled up in a ball in the corner of the room and looked at her watch again, seeing that there was only about five minutes till the thirty minute limit was up. -- Amanda rushed into the kitchen with Trish in pursuit and they immediately began throwing open cupboards and drawers, looking for the items. There was a sense of urgency in their movements, knowing how fragile Jennifer was, but after opening all the drawers and cupboards, they had found nothing. Amanda went one way while Trish went the other, still looking for their clue. As Amanda walked by the open door that they had come through, a dark figure in a hood and wearing a mask stepped through the door behind her. A cold hand slapped over her mouth and she was yanked through the door with an "MMMMMPPPPHHHH!!" scream. Trish turned just in time to see the door slam shut. "AMANDA!?!" she screamed and ran across the room to the door. As she reached for the doorknob, a jolt of electricity was blasted through her hand, traveled up her arms, and into her chest. She was thrown backwards across the room and landed on the floor. The impact knocked all the breath from her lungs, causing her to momentarily black out. --- Huddled in the corner of the locked cell, Jennifer hugged her knees and rocked back and forth. She glanced at her watch and whined as she saw the second hand tick off the last few seconds. They had been inside for thirty minutes, and while she watched the tiny second hand go past the 12 and head toward the 1, the light on her headlamp began to fade. "Nononono!" she squealed and grabbed the light. Just before the light went completely out, the door of her cell swung open, and an imposing figure stood in the doorway. Ice cold daggers of fear shot through her veins as the person stepped forward, into the room. The light from her headlamp was so dim that she couldn't make out who it was. She tapped on the side of the light, and suddenly, it brightened up again, shining directly on the man who was now standing directly in front of her. "Daddy?!?" Jennifer gasped, looking up at the familiar figure of her father. "How did you get here? Why are you here?" she asked, still not entirely believing her eyes. After all, her father should be two thousand miles away at his home. "I'm here for you Jennifer." He answered. "You needed me, and I came to you." She didn't think it was possible that her father was here, but seeing him and hearing him convinced her that he was here, and she jumped up and threw her arms around his neck, sobbing into his neck and crying out "I'm so glad you're here daddy. I was so scared. I couldn't get out of the room and the light was going out and I thought I was going to die here." she was gushing, the words spilling from her so quickly. "Shhh, you're okay now, I'm here with you." Jennifer's father whispered into her ear, calming her somewhat, but as she started to calm down, she noticed that his hands were sliding down lower on her back, all the way down to her buttocks, where he gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her forward, grinding his crotch against hers. "Daddy, what are you doing?!" She asked, feeling a sudden jolt of unexpected pleasure shoot through her. "Stop!" She shouted, and tried to pull away from him. This was not at all like her father. He had never attempted to touch her in any inappropriate way before. "Oh honey, I want you so bad. I've always wanted you. You're so fucking sexy." Her father said as he held her tightly, and began ripping her gown open from the rear. Jennifer was aghast, and totally in denial about what was happening. "Daddy, why are you..." Her gown was suddenly torn apart from behind, eliciting a high pitched squeal. "No daddy, stop. this isn't right." She tried pushing him away again, made two fists and started hammering on his shoulders. It was like he was in a trance though, and he wouldn't be denied. With her last bit of strength, she brought her knee up quickly into his crotch, and made a solid connection. "Uuuuaahhh!" he yelled and shoved her back up against the rock wall. His arm came up and under her chin, pinning her to the wall roughly. "You bitch!" he spat, and with his free hand he grabbed her right breast and pinched painfully, drawing a scream from her. He slid back, grabbing her throat with his thick meaty hand and holding her while she choked and gagged, her face turning red as she began to asphyxiate. The look of terror and confusion in Jennifer's eyes was palpable. She was going to die, killed by her own father's hand. And then, just as she was beginning to lose consciousness, he pulled her away from the wall and threw her to the floor, ripping her gown completely off in the process. Her strength gone, Jennifer lay on the dirt floor gasping for air, while she watched in wide eyed shock as her father, the man she loved more than anyone, stood over her and began taking his clothes off. --- Amanda was dragged backwards down the hallway and into the entryway while she struggled and fought, kicking and trying unsuccessfully to pry the arms away from her body. She felt her feet leave the ground, as if the person who was dragging her was suddenly floating, and then she did float, straight up in the air beside the staircase, until she was pulled painfully over the railing. Gasping in terror, she tried grabbing the railing as she went over, but it slipped through her fingertips, then she was flying backward at an incredibly fast pace down the upstairs hallway, and through the door at the very end, which slammed shut with tremendous force. --- Meanwhile, Trish was waking up on the floor in the kitchen, her fingers and arms still tingling from the shock she had received. "Uhh what the...what the fuck...Tabitha...I'll fucking kill you..." she gasped, as she sat up and looked around. She pushed herself up off the floor and stood on unsteady legs, leaning on the counter to keep her balance. There was light in the room from somewhere, and she shook her head to clear the cobwebs before looking around the room to see where it was coming from. The refrigerator, and old rounded door style with the lock handle was wide open, and there was a bright light coming from the inside. Cautiously, Trish made her way around the table and toward the fridge. As she moved closer, she noticed that the open door led to the outside world, and it was sunny and bright out there. She stepped up to the door and she could smell the fresh cut grass and flowers, and she could hear birds singing in the trees that she could see just a few dozen yards away. She could feel the heat from the sun, and it was wonderful. How Tabitha created this, she didn't know, but it was irresistible, and she stepped through the opening and into paradise. It was so wonderful that she didn't even notice the door closing behind her. --- Jennifer's father stood naked over his daughter, his insanely huge penis standing up at a ninety degree angle from the rest of his body. His face had become a sinister version of itself, still recognizable, but terrifyingly evil looking. As Jennifer looked up at the imposing figure, her eyes landed on his obscene cock. Her whole body became numb with fear, and her mind snapped, the terror becoming too much to handle. She watched as he kicked her legs apart and knelt down between them. A large drop of precum hung on the tip of his cock and dripped down onto her thigh, burning her like acid. She screamed in pain, in terror, in shock, as he laughed and pointed the tip of his cock down toward her slit. " I've been waiting for a very long time to fuck your hot little pussy." the evil version of her father sneered. His eyes were black, his tongue was forked and impossibly long, and his breath was rancid and hot. He put the head of his cock against her vagina. It was far too big to go in. The head alone was easily the thickness of a baseball bat. "Just relax, and enjoy it bitch." With a tremendously violent shove forward, the giant cock plunged forward, tearing into Jennifer's pussy. Her mouth opened wide and she screamed as the giant invaded her body. The first thrust only went in about two inches, but stretched her wider than she had ever been stretched before. As she tried to catch her breath, the monster inside her squirted once, and stopped, holding still in place. A new feeling began to overcome Jennifer, a feeling of intense pleasure, and when she blinked her eyes, their color had changed to a deep red. "Ohhhh yeah. It feels so good daddy, fuck me please fuck me. I want it so bad." Jennifer wailed as her breasts swelled. The corners of her mouth curled up in a grin, and she lunged up, planting her mouth against her father's mouth, and sucking his long tongue deep into her mouth. She could feel it enter her throat, tickling her as she hungrily sucked his mouth. Another thrust sent the beast cock six inches deep, and Jennifer started cumming. Her legs wrapped around her father's waist and she pulled herself up, impaling her abused pussy even further on the cock. Her pussy was clutching and gripping and sucking and the third thrust pushed the last four inches inside. Her guts were pushed aside by the behemoth, but still she continued cumming. She was having one long, continuous orgasm, that just went on and on. The beast that resembled her father started fucking her wildly, pulling his meat slab all the way out before slamming it back to the hilt. Over and over, in and out, his body slammed against hers. Jennifer's body was gripped in a series of endless orgasms. She felt pain, but in her state, the pain was euphoric and added to the pleasure. What she didn't know was that she was bleeding internally from the ferocious fucking, and that there was a growing puddle of her very own blood pooling on the floor beneath her. --- Amanda was thrown roughly to the floor. As she tried to scramble up, her arms were grabbed from behind by slimy tentacles. More tentacles slid out from underneath a bed and wrapped around her feet. "No! Let me go!" she screamed, trying to twist away from the creepy things. The tentacles were covered with suckers and a thick mucous like slime, that gripped her appendages tightly. With a sudden yank, all four tentacles pulled taut, yanking her arms and legs straight out away from her body. She screamed in terror, still unable to comprehend what was taking place. This was the kind of thing that happened only in horror movies, not in real life. A fifth tentacle appeared about a foot above her head, and dripped a dollop of slime, that appeared to be coming from the center of the suckers, onto her face as it moved over her. The goop splashed on her cheek and nose, with just a tiny bit landing on her upper lip and entering her mouth. The taste was utterly vile, and she spit the bad taste out. The tentacle that hung over her head dipped down next to Amanda's face and she turned her face to the side, trying to avoid the touch of it. There was a terrible smell coming from the tentacle, and Amanda groaned as it laid against the side of her face. The tip came to rest just above the top of her gown, and burrowed under it. Suddenly it surged forward, sliding underneath the gown. It traveled down between her breasts, catching her bra and snapping it at the center, then continuing its way down to her crotch. As the tentacle slid down Amanda's body, the suckers slid wetly along her face, and by the time the thin tip had reached her crotch, the part still up by her face was as thick as her thigh, with suckers as big as small plates. One such sucker was positioned right along side her neck area and when the slimy arm stopped moving down, the sucker latched on to her neck. "Somebody help meeeee!!!" Amanda cried out helplessly. The tip of the sucker that was laid across her body, slid up under her panties and between the lips of her pussy. Once more Amanda cried out, this time screaming "Nooo!" as the appendage entered her like a cock. "Stop it stop it stop it nooo don't do that!!" she bellowed, her hands balled up into fists and her toes curled over as she felt herself being penetrated by the vile beast. Then the suction on her neck grew more forceful, and she could feel her skin being stretched. "Ohhnoonono pleeease no more!" She was babbling now, as insanity took over her mind. More tentacles slid across the floor toward her, these ones thinner and looked like impossibly long snakes, or garden hoses that had come alive. On each side of Amanda's splayed body, a thin snake like tentacle grabbed the material of her gown and tore it completely away from her body, exposing the huge tentacle that was laid flat against neck and chest and stomach. It was clear that several suckers had latched onto her body and were sucking with tremendous force. One of the small suckers down by the tip of the largest tentacle, had latched onto Amanda's clitoris, sucking the tiny nub and lots of other loose flesh from her pussy lips inside. Meanwhile, the end of the tentacle that was several inches deep inside her pussy, began to secrete copious amounts of gelatinous mucus directly into her womb. As her pussy filled with the slime, a feeling of peace came over her, and her fear disappeared, replaced with a sudden need to cum. Her eyes, which she had closed tightly, popped open and were blood red. "Oh yes, it feels so good. Fuck me, fuck me so hard!" she wailed. A snake like tentacle slid up toward her mouth and she gladly let it slide in between her teeth and enter her throat. She felt another penetrate her virgin asshole with ease and soon felt her bowels filling up as several feet of the snake wormed its way inside her. Her body began convulsing in orgasm, the most powerful, intense orgasm that she had ever experienced. Her arms and legs were released and she just laid there while her body was wracked with a series of orgasms. It was heaven and she didn't ever want it to stop. The tentacles inside her body began slowly sucking the fluid out of her. Two of the smaller, snake sized ones latched onto her nipples and began a rhythmic sucking, while the one that was lodged down her throat was cleaning out her stomach and the ones in her pussy and ass were sucking out all her juices down that end. The pleasure and orgasms continued even as Amanda's body became more and more dehydrated from the inside out. She was dying and didn't even know it. -- Trish had to shield her eyes from the bright sunlight as she walked through dew soaked, ankle high grass toward a beautiful tree. It was unlike any tree she had ever seen before as its leaves were an unusual purple color. It almost looked like she was walking in a painting and she was overwhelmed by the beauty all around her. As she approached the wonderful tree, she saw two naked figures, sitting on the ground facing away from her. She could tell they were both females, and she started to feel herself becoming aroused even before she knew who it was. Trish had a secret that she hadn't told anyone yet, she was gay, and just the sight of naked females was usually enough to get her juices flowing. The closer she got, the more she was able to see, and she saw that the two women were holding each other. As she came up behind them, they both turned and she saw that it was Amanda and Jennifer. "Oh my God, what happened to you two?" Trish said, rushing the last few yards toward them. "How did you get here? And what is this place?" " Isn't it beautiful?" Jennifer gushed, a relaxed smile spread across her face. As Trish came around to the front of them, she saw exactly what they were doing. Both girls were fingering each other. "Oh, ah yeah, yeah it sure is beautiful." She replied. Her eyes were drawn to the action going on and she felt her pussy lubricating. They were beautiful and she was turned on. "Do you like what you see?" Amanda asked with one raised eyebrow and a sexy grin. "Ahh," Trish licked her lips, trying to wrap her brain around this new development. "I ah, yeah, I guess." she stuttered. "Then join us. After all, three's company, right?" Amanda said, then she moaned and her eyes fluttered while a look of pure pleasure spread on her face. "Mmmmm so good." she whispered. It was an amazing sight, and Trish wanted to join them so badly, but there was something about this whole thing that just wasn't sitting right with her. "I...I don't know. This is...this is too weird." She looked around at the world around her, this time really looking as far as she could see, and there was something different about the landscape, something that she couldn't quite figure out, but it made her uncomfortable. Both girls on the ground in front of Trish reached up toward her at the same time, offering their hands to her. "Join us." they said in perfect unison, and it was so inviting, she really wanted to take their hands and strip down with them. She saw her hands reaching toward the other girls as if she was in a dream, but her mind was telling not to take their hands, there was danger in taking those hands. Trish stopped just short of taking their hands and said "This doesn't make any sense. Where did the house go? Why is it daylight out? Where are we?" She stepped back one step, but her arms were still in front of her, her hands held up as if she was telling someone to stop. Amanda got up off the ground and said "None of that matters Trish. You're here now, and there's no way out. Come play with us and you will experience the best pleasure ever, but if you fight us, we will make it very painful for you." Her eyes darkened for a moment and the hint of a sinister smile played on her lips for about two seconds, then went back to normal and inviting, a warm smile back on her lips. "You can't get away Trish." Jennifer said from the ground, "so you might as well just join us and enjoy yourself." Trish backed up another step and found her back up against the tree. She was scared now, and she wanted to run away from here and never look back, but as she stared into Amanda's pretty face, she felt that her legs wouldn't move. Amanda stepped forward and reached out her arms, offering her hands for Trish to take once again. The Halloween Hazing Slowly, Trish reached out and placed her hands in Amanda's hands. The cold clammy hands closed on hers and tugged her gently forward. Trish allowed herself to be led back to the spot where Jennifer was still sitting, then Amanda began to undress her. She pulled the long gown up and over her head, then she unclasped the bra and bent over to tug Trish's underwear down. Shivering, not from cold but from uncertainty and fear, Trish willingly sat down between the two girls. Jennifer leaned in and placed her mouth up against Trish's mouth, kissing her with soft but cold lips. Meanwhile, Amanda leaned in from the other side and placed her cold lips on Trish's left nipple, while both girls reached their hands down between her legs and began rubbing her pussy. Trish closed her eyes as the pleasure going through her body mounted. She was still kissing Jennifer, a wet sloppy kiss that was sending jolts of pleasure straight to her pussy, when she felt a tongue entering her mouth. At first it was more of a thrill and she moaned in her throat, but the tongue kept going deeper. As the impossibly long tongue reached the back of her throat, Trish opened her eyes and tried pulling away. What she saw sent terror through her. The beautiful meadow that she had been in, was gone. In its place was a desolate wasteland. The ankle high grass was now gray dirt. The sun was gone and a the sky was as gray as the ground. A fetid breeze blew, carrying black ash all over the place. Trish balled up her fists and started beating on Jennifer, as she choked on the tongue which had made its way nearly half way down her throat. Amanda's face came up into Trish's field of vision, only it looked like her skin was melting off her face, and when she smiled, her teeth were black and broken. Trish watched in horror as her mouth opened and her thick tongue, a sickly yellowish thing, wormed out of her mouth and licked her feculent lips. The disgusting melting creature who was once Amanda said "Now I'm going to eat your tasty pussy. Mmmm" and she moved out of Trish's vision. With one tongue lodged all the way down her throat and continuing down to her stomach, Trish felt another tongue slide into her pussy and she shuddered from an unexpected orgasm. The tongue in her pussy went deeper, and deeper still, sending Trish into a series of orgasms, one crashing into the next, causing her body to go into seizures. Jennifer pulled her face back while her tongue continued to slowly elongate, curling around inside Trish's stomach. Trish looked at what was once her friend Jennifer and now was a terrifying mask of evil. Her once flawless skin had turned into a patchwork of wrinkles, making her look like a ninety year old hag. As Trish's mind went numb and the shock sent her into insanity, she watched the now old Jennifer's mouth begin to open. It opened wide, then it kept opening wider, her cheeks on either side of her jaw stretching impossibly. Trish could do nothing but watch as evil Jennifer's mouth grew larger and larger, until it was bigger than her head. Her body was frozen in fear, none of her muscles able to do anything but tremble. Then Trish felt herself being pulled toward the gaping maw. The open mouth blocked out everything in her vision, and then everything went black as her head was engulfed completely. --- The day after Halloween Tabitha Sanders woke to the sound of insistent knocking on her door . The party had gone on until 3AM and she was still feeling the aftereffects of doing body shots. She opened her mouth and groaned, then shouted "What!?!" "Tabitha, we have a problem. You need to let me in." came the hushed voice from outside the door. It was Ally Lewis, and she sounded very upset. "Uhhggg" Tabitha grunted again, and dragged herself out of bed. "Jesus Ally, this better be good, or I'm kickin' your ass." she mumbled as she unlocked the door. Both Ally and Paige Davis rushed in and waited for Tabitha to close the door behind them. She turned and looked at the two anxious girls "What?" she snapped. "They never came out of the house Tabitha. The three pledges never came out." Ally whispered quickly. "What do we do? What if they're hurt?" Tabitha sobered up a bit at that information, and said "Are you sure? Maybe they went out the back." "No, we waited there all night long. Once they shut the front door, it was like they were swallowed up in the house. There was no sound, we didn't see any lights through the windows, nothing. We were there all night long Tabitha. We should call the police." "No! Absolutely not. We can't call the cops." Tabitha barked forcefully. "Then what do we do?" "We go back there and look for them. If they went in, they must still be in there. They probably decided to wait until morning when there is more light, so they can complete their tasks easier. You need to calm down, let me get ready and we'll go back there and find them." "I'm not going in that place." Paige said, a look of fear on her face. "Seriously Paige? You actually bought that bullshit story that I made up last night? Come on girl, grow a set." Tabitha snapped angrily. "No, I just, I'm sorry but...I just can't go in there. I'll freak out." Tabitha sighed loudly and said "Fine Paige. Ally and I will handle it, right Ally?" Ally stood silently for a few seconds as Tabitha stared at her. The look on her face said it all. "Shit! Are you fucking kidding me? You're both too chickenshit to go in there?" Tabitha asked. "Tabitha, I think we should think about this. What if something happened to them? Something bad? We should let the police handle it. We can tell them it was a dare. We won't say it was hazing." Ally reasoned. "Shhh!" Tabitha hushed her "Don't even say that Ally. Do you want to get kicked out of college? If anyone even thinks we were hazing, we'll all be screwed. That's why we have to handle this ourselves, and we need to go now." Ally and Paige looked at each other, then back at Tabitha. "We're not going in that house Tabitha. If you want to go in, you can go by yourself." --- Twenty minutes later, Tabitha walked up to the front door of the house. Before opening the front door, she turned around and looked back at Paige and Ally, who were standing on the road watching her. Tabitha carried her cell phone in her hand in case she needed help, and it had been decided that she would stay on the line with Ally the entire time she was in the house. She looked at her phone and pushed the send button, then waited until Ally answered the ring. "Here goes nothing." she grumbled under her breath as she swung the door open and stepped through the threshold. Once inside, she stepped away from the door and it swung silently shut behind her. Holding the phone up to her ear she said "Can you still hear me?" "We hear you." came the reply. "Alright, there's nothing here in the entryway. I'm moving into a hallway." Tabitha walked down the hallway and looked into each door as she passed it. Then she came to the kitchen. "I'm going into the kitchen now." She said. "Okay." came the reply from Ally. Stepping into the kitchen, Tabitha could hear the sound of something dripping. Drip, drip, drip, drip. She walked around the table shining her light around, and as she came around by the refrigerator, she saw a pool of dark liquid dripping onto the floor from the door of the fridge. A puddle had formed on the floor beneath. "What the hell?" She said, and stepped closer. "What's the matter?" Ally asked. "Hold on, I see something." Tabitha said, reaching for the fridge handle. She yanked the handle and something heavy from inside pushed the door open as it fell onto the kitchen floor. It took a moment for Tabitha's brain to register exactly what it was she was looking at, and then she screamed a bloodcurdling scream and backed away from the sight. A headless body, totally naked and covered with blood. She saw the silly childish watch on the wrist of the body and knew immediately it was one of the pledges. "Oh God! Oh shit!!" She turned to run back toward the door she came in, but the door slammed shut on its own accord. "Get in here now!!" She screamed into the phone. --- Ally and Paige heard the bloodcurdling scream come through the phone and Ally nearly dropped it. She shouted into it "What happened? Tabitha, are you alright?", then heard "Oh God! Oh shit!!". Without a second thought, Ally grabbed Paige's arm and started walking toward the house. "What are you doing? We can't go in there." Paige shouted as she let herself be marched forward. From the phone came the fearful shout of "Get in here now!" and a few seconds later "Help me, I need... AAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" At that, both Paige and Ally ran to the door and pushed it open. Standing on the stoop, Ally shouted "Tabitha...Where are you?!?" There was a loud noise from inside the house, followed by another blood curdling scream. Paige gripped Ally's arm and screamed "We can't go in there. We need to call the cops." Ally looked at Paige and nodded her head, agreeing that they couldn't handle what was happening. In unison, they turned back and each took a step away from the house, but neither one moved away from the doorway. They both looked at each other again with fear and confusion in their eyes, and in a split second, before either one knew what was happening, they were yanked off their feet and into the house. The front door slammed shut behind them and the discarded boards that had been pulled off the night before flew back up into place on the door. The screams were the only noises that could still be heard. The End...