Deep beneath the ground, the Entity basked in the glow of the fresh energy that was fed to it as the teenage couple died. They were full of youthful vitality, boosted by the carnal influence of the Avatar. Now that she was the chosen one, anyone she mated with and anyone they mates with would have their souls fed directly to the ancient being when they died. The Entity was hungry for more, but it was not yet ready to waken. It needed more power, and unconsciously reached out and increased its influence over the Avatar…
Sue Storm had been responsible for the deaths of two innocent teens, but she was blissfully unaware of this. She woke feeling incredibly refreshed, the intense memory of the erotic dream still clear in her mind. It had seemed so real! She looked up at the carvings and she was sure they were more detailed than before, but that must be because she had been studying them so closely. She was sure the central figure resembled her more than it had the day before, but she was probably just flattering herself. And the cavorting figures all round seemed more detailed too, their depraved activities more clearly defined…
She tried to snap out of her aroused reverie. “I’d better get the hell out of here and back to town”, she thought. “This place turns me on too damn much and I only packed one spare pair of panties!” She giggled to herself as she dressed and packed her gear. As she was leaving, she took one more glance at the carving of the orgy, sighed and left. Unseen by her, the tattoo that had appeared on the nape of her neck glowed a dull red, then faded to black.
Sue felt a new spring in her step as she headed back down the trail to town. She felt happier and more carefree than she had in years. It was as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. And she found herself thinking strange new thoughts.
The memory of the dream was as clear as if it had been reality, and she could remember every orgasm and moment of intense pleasure. These feelings were more intense than any she’d had in her waking life. Like a drug, they were intoxicating and she wanted to feel that way again. She had always thought that making love to Reed was enough for her, but to her shame and regret, she had to accept that she was wrong. “Making love” was good and proper, but she was tired of being good and proper. She wanted to fuck, and the uncomfortable fact was that she didn’t want to fuck her husband.
And what was wrong with that? What was monogamy but a stupid restriction ‘civilised’ people tried to impose on themselves? It was the hypocritical invention of a patriarchal society that saw wives as the property of their husbands. Well she’d had enough of being a good and proper wife. Many people cheated on their partners and the world didn’t end.
It wasn’t as though Reed was the most attentive husband anyway. He devoted most of his time to scientific experiments. Well, Sue would now devote some of her time to sexual experiments. She felt a tingle of excitement at the thought of cheating on Reed right under his nose. She wondered how daring she could be and get away with it. Reed barely noticed she was there at the best of times, so would he notice a change in her behaviour? Maybe she could go for a new look, something a bit less frumpy than her old look, and see if he’d notice that.
Of course, he had something else to pay attention to these days. Lynda Fay! It would ease Sue’s conscience about cheating on Reed if he was also cheating on her! Sue hadn’t failed to notice the attraction between the mayor and Reed. Well, let them have each other! Hell, maybe Sue could invite Lynda into a threesome, and she could teach her the best way to suck her husband’s stretchy dick.
Sue snorted a laugh that surprised herself in the quiet of the forest. “My God”, she thought. “What’s happening to me? I can’t seriously be thinking about cheating on Reed, can I? It’s just that dream, and that cave…”
Indeed, the power of the Entity was lessened as she got further away from the carving in the cave, but the seed had been planted now, and it would continue to grow…
As Sue entered the outskirts of Harem, she was wrestling with conflicting emotions and thoughts, but she still felt a thrill of excitement when she found herself outside a bar with a sign in the window that proudly proclaimed – TONIGHT! AMATEUR BURLESQUE/STRIPPING CONTEST! She stood for a moment staring at the sign, then smiled. “Well now, this looks like fun. Stripping isn’t cheating, and Reed might even get a kick out of it, if I can tear him away from his research. And if not, then to hell with him!”
She opened the door to the bar, and stepped inside. She wanted to know more about this contest…