Category: Erotica

Kalack Comes Part 2

Catherine lay on the bed, the part of her mind that needed to resist starting to win the war for control of her body. As she sat up, trying to will her body to move off the bed, she heard the unmistakable sound of the front door opening. Fear gripped her as she could make out soft sounds of movement in the hallway. She turned her head as she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. Mark had moved quickly from the window to the foot of the bed and knelt down with his head bowed, his palms on the floor, waiting.

A glow from the hallway, growing closer, began to chase shadows from the room. Catherine’s fear returned like a tidal wave, freezing her in place as two small creatures entered the room. A strangled cry caught in her throat and her body shook from shock.

Both creatures were nearly identical. Both didn’t appear any taller than an average ten year old. Their skin appeared completely hairless and gray, their large eyes dominated their faces but Catherine noticed neither had a nose, just thin slits. She could not make out ears but they both had a thin slit where a mouth should be. Their arms were thin and long with only four fingers on each hand. The creatures torsos were thin as were their legs. Read more »

Kalack Comes Part 1

Catherine, sitting on a sofa in her spacious living room of the remote farmhouse her and her husband Mark were temporarily living in while their new house was being built, glanced up nervously, checking the time again on the cable box sitting on a cabinet below the widescreen TV. She then glanced at her phone, clutched nervously in her right hand seeing another minute had past since the last time she checked. Her anger had changed to worry over the last hour of waiting, not quite frantic, but close. She twirled a lock of her shoulder length strawberry blond hair, a nervous habit she’d had since childhood.

Mark was three hours late. He should have been home by 5pm, now, it was just after 8. He had not answered any of the numerous calls she had made to his phone, no text messages returned, nothing. The TV was on, she’d watched the local news for any accidents, but nothing was reported. Her legs curled up under her, Catherine absently tapped her foot against the cushion of the sofa and drummed the fingers of her left hand on the arm of the sofa. Tears beginning to form, she wondered if Mark had crashed somewhere and had not been found. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought that perhaps he was with someone else. She fought to push that thought out of her mind.Just has she hit Marks number on her phone, she heard the front door open. Catherine flew off the sofa, racing for the front door. She was torn between hugging Mark close and ripping him a new one for worrying her so badly. Read more »