Incubus

Incubus

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Desiree Wilson is a college student studying archaeology at the U.C. Berkeley. When her humanities teacher suddenly resigns from teaching, a new teacher named professor Rupert Jackson takes his place. Professor Jackson is not your ordinary teacher. He holds a secret; he is a Incubus demon that feeds off of the fear of human's in a sexual way in order to stay youthful and as human as possible. If he does not seduce and have sex with a woman or man and take their life source, he will fall deathly ill and die quickly. In order to keep his identity safe, he takes the form or shape of some of these people he would seduce and kill; sometimes rape. Most of the time he takes the form of a male, which is what he preferres because that was what he was born as.
He sees something in Desiree; a life source like no other, because of that he think she is the perfect candicate to impregnate. He wants her to have his demon seed. He lures her to him by visiting her in her dreams and sometimes in her day dreams.

Summary

Desiree Wilson is a college student studying archaeology at the U.C. Berkeley. When her humanities teacher suddenly resigns from teaching, a new teacher named professor Rupert Jackson takes his place. Professor Jackson is not your ordinary teacher. He holds a secret; he is a Incubus demon that feeds off of the fear of human's in a sexual way in order to stay youthful and as human as possible. If he does not seduce and have sex with a woman or man and take their life source, he will fall deathly ill and die quickly. In order to keep his identity safe, he takes the form or shape of some of these people he would seduce and kill; sometimes rape. Most of the time he takes the form of a male, which is what he preferres because that was what he was born as.
He sees something in Desiree; a life source like no other, because of that he think she is the perfect candicate to impregnate. He wants her to have his demon seed. He lures her to him by visiting her in her dreams and sometimes in her day dreams.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Sacrifice

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Submitted: January 02, 2017

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Incubus

Chapter 1- The Sacrifice

West Africa-Nigeria: Late 1800s- Village of Umuagu

The land of the Umuagu tribe was filled with destruction and chaos. The people were killing and destroying their own people. They turned on each other and would cause fights to break out. The men would rape the women in front of their husbands and then kill them afterwards. The women and children feared for their lives. Some of the children would be taken to other villages to stay because their family could not protect them, while the other children stayed close to their family members. The people of the Umuagu tribe thought the gods where mad at them, because of the sins they carried. They were not following the ways of the Gods. They thought the chaos was a punishment from the Gods. The Gods wanted to punish them, because of their sins.

It was not long until a voo-doo doctor was called upon to give a human sacrifice to the gods to cleanse the people of their sins. The people picked a young couple and their unborn child for a gift for the Gods. At first the young couple did not want to sacrifice themselves especially the life of their unborn child but after speaking to the voo-doo doctor, who clarified the situation for them, they agreed. She told them that they were a special gift to the Gods and with their deaths, brings the land blessings, fulfillment and purity to its people. She told them that they were doing a very honest thing not only for themselves but for their people.

The day of the human sacrifice had finally come. All the people of the land gathered around a small clearing in the center of the village. They tied the young man to a large six-foot wooden crucifix. Both of his hands and feet was tied down tight with barbwires on each side of the cross. The young pregnant woman was tied down to a wooden bed that was placed a few feet in front of the cross. She was in her last trimester. There was a pig roasting on top of a wood fire a few feet behind the gathered people. It was to be eaten after the sacrifice as a feast for the Gods.

The voo-doo doctor walked in front of the people and held up her walking stick to signal that the sacrifice had begun. The people of the land started whistling in tongues and dancing around in circles as a celebration for the beginning of the sacrifice. She slowly put her stick down signaling for their silence and attention. They finally calmed down.

“People of the land; we gather here tonight to give to the God’s a precious offering. An offering that will stop the curse of our land and purify us once again. We give to the ruler of this world three offerings. One has not come to this world yet. He is still in the womb. We will give the infant child him light. We will give him internal life. We will give him power; power of the Gods. With his life, there will be peace on our land and purity. He will help cleanse all of our sins.”

The people of the land started cheering and whistling in tongues as the voo-doo doctor went on with her performance. “Now for the sacrifice to begin,” she stated as the people started to get anxious.

The voo-doo doctor walked over to a supply table sitting beside the bed and picked up a silver dagger and a bronze sacrifice cup. She held it up for the people to see and then walked over to the young man who was hanging on the crucifix. He had a frightened expression on his face. An expression anybody would have when they are about to meet their death.

The voo-doo doctor held the cup and the dagger up over her head once more, right before she started her sacrifice chant. “Aku mmiri igwe Muo Ozi nke, anyi biakwute gin a-enye gi ato ndu nonodu gi ike ka ha di ocha n ala-ayi, na-enye nwa n ime ya n ike, gwoo anyi ala si distruction, anyi na-enye gi obara nke ala.” (Hail Angel of Light, we come to you to offer you three lives in exchange for your power to purify our land, Give the child within her your power, the power to cure our land from destruction, we offer you the blood of the land.”

With that said, the Voo-doo doctor brought the dagger and cup down to the young man’s neck. She quickly made a deep slice to his neck, making him gag and choke from his own blood. Blood from his neck squirted out heavily out of his neck. It sprayed all over his wife whom was lying on the bed and the ground. The voo-doo doctor brought the cup closer to the man’s neck where she could take some blood into the cup. The people watched on as she filled the cup half way full with the man’s blood. After she has done, she looked up into the young man’s lifeless face. He was drained and dead. She turned towards her people and lifted the cup full of blood up to the people.

“Ka Gods! (To the Gods!)” she cried.

The people responded back. “Ka Gods!” They repeated twice.

The voo-doo doctor walked over to the young woman on the bed. She placed the cup on the supply table. She then took the dagger and sliced the woman’s pregnant belly open horizontally. The woman cried out in pain as the voo-doo doctor reached into her belly and brought out her infant child. The woman was still screaming in pain as the voo-doo doctor offered the child to the God’s

After she was done, she handed the little infant to one of her aids. The young female aid took the child and disappeared out of sight. The voo-doo Doctor knew what to do next; she knew she needed to end the Mother’s pain. She aimed the dagger at the woman’s neck and sliced it open, killing the young Mother instantly. She let the blood from her neck pour into the cup.

After the cup filled up, the voo-doo doctor stood in front of her people. She held up the cup and said, “Anyi na-enye gi anyi anu ahu na obara! (We offer you our flesh and blood.) She slowly took a sip of the blood in the cup and handed it to one of her aids to also take a sip and let the other tribe members take the offering into themselves.

The people of the land each took the cup and took a drink out of it until there was no more blood left inside. The aid finally handed the empty cup to the voo-doo Doctor. She took it and said, “It is done!” The people started howling in celebration and a grand feast was presented. The people ate the roasted pig until they were filled to the gills. After, they were done, they all went back into their huts and went to bed.

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During the following months, there was peace in the land. There was no more destruction and chaos amongst the people. The people thanked and praised the voo-doo doctor. The sacrifice had ended the war. The child grew fast; by the sixth month of life, the child was already ten years old. In a years’ time the child would grow to be a fully grown young man.

Three years had pasted and the people of the land was filled with blessing and gifts from the Gods. Although they did not fully understand the child’s nature, but they were thankful that he was with them and he saved them. They called him Ngozi. It was not until a few months after, the child who is now a young man turned deathly ill. The voo-doo doctor and her aids cared for him, but it did not seem to do any good. Her little ointments and healing substances she would make from plants and nature did not help the young man. He seemed to be deuterating by the minute. His skin was dereriorating and at one point into his last days he was nothing by skin and bones. A young aid would sit by his death bed and care for him, but she feared he was going to pass away soon.

During all of this, the violence and chaos started again. Women and children were once again fearing for their lives and fights broke out everywhere. Some family’s huts would be burned down during night raids.

One night, the young aid came into Ngozi’s hut. He was shaken with fever and she needed to try to quench it. She walked into his hut and sat down at the edge of his bed with a rag in hand and a basin in the other. She slowly dipped the rag in the basin and squeezed the access water out of it. She dabbed at his head with the rag to cool him down, but it seemed like her technique was not working.

His skin was deteriorating and all that was left was skin and bones. He could not even speak. She thought he said something to her which alarmed her. She leaned in closer to hear what he was saying. It seemed like he was telling her to kiss him. She was not sure what to do at the point. She thought maybe it was a last request before he died. Maybe it was a death bed wish of his; so, she slowly brought her lips to his. First, she felt like he was sucking on her lips to hard; then the kiss turned more into a powerful suction. She felt like her insides was being sucked right out of her. She felt her soul go out of her and go into him. She started to shrivel up and her skin sank into her bones. He was taking the life out of her and putting it into him. As she was quickly dying, his skin became rich again. He suddenly had flesh. This time consumed the woman’s physical features. He suddenly became life a woman. He had breast and a womanly pelvis. He looked exactly like the woman. He even developed her voice.

Ngozi got up from his death bed and walked out of the hut, leaving the woman slumped over the chair dead. There was chaos going on outside, with people fighting and men raping women everywhere. That did not bother Ngozi; he quickly walked right passed the destruction, heading for the voo-doo Doctor’s hut. When he got there, he let himself in. The voo-doo doctor was sleeping in her bed at this time. He slowly walked over to the bedside table and picked up the same dagger she once used to cut open his Mother’s pregnant belly. He raised it up over the sleeping Doctor’s body and brought it down to the center of her chest. Her eyes flew open on the first strike. She tried to fight him, but after the second strike, her lifeless body collapsed dead on the bed.

After he was done, he left the dagger in the voo-doo doctor’s chest and walked out of the village. He was never to be seen again.

Over the next century, Ngozi took many forms of different people he would have sex with and kill. He found out the only way he could stay alive and be human was to engage in sexual intercourse with a human mostly females and consume their life source. Their life source kept him youthful and strong; without it he would quickly fall ill and pass away. In order to keep his identity safe, Ngozi resided in many cities and states. He took life forms off both male and female, but because he was born male, he preferred to take a male form.

He finally moved to California and took the life and form of a young professor named Rupert Jackson at the university of Berkeley, where he is currently looking for a mate to impregnate and have his demon Cambion.

 

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