Jersey Devil Girlfriend (complete)

   You’ve walked through the woods for days now, and you're almost out of food and water. You’ve been searching for a stream but have yet to find anything. You’re too afraid to set traps to capture something to eat and you’re not sure what is edible or not. You had grabbed what you could a few days ago and ran into the woods. 

   You had been camping with a group of friends. It wasn’t something you wanted to do but they made you come, promising you it would be fun. You’d been having a rough go at things and they were wanting to do something to help take your mind off of it. How it ended up like this is just as confusing to you as it must be to them.

   One night something came into your campsite, you could see a strange shadow outside your tent. It whispered something to you but you have no idea what it said. It taps the side of your tent and you hear a forlorn sigh. Someone starts screaming and when you get up you see there is a dead animal split open, their entrails gone.

   You and your friends manage to get yourselves calm and get the poor animal buried. It was enough to shake everyone and make you pack up to leave that night. Yet you can’t forget the creature that had stood outside your tent. As you’re leaving the campsite you remember what the creature whispered to you. 

   “You look lonely.”

   Those words haunt you the next few days. You have dreams of a strange creature coming into your room. They whisper to you and cry, feeling just as lonely as you do. Without telling anyone you go back to the campsite. You intended to set up your tent and wait to see if everything was a dream or if the strange creature calling you to you.

   In retrospect, yeah, that was a bad idea. You got lost and ran out of food and water. You had no clue about the great outdoors or how to survive in them. Hell, you had the bare minimum survival skills while being indoors. 

   You start to cry but no tears come because of how dehydrated you are. Your body starts to shake and shiver and you cling to yourself, looking for something solid to hold. You start to cough and can’t stop, you feel nauseous like you might throw up, but there is nothing but bile inside you.

   You hear something and looking up you see a strange bowl sitting in front of you. Inside it is crystal clear water. You grab the bowl and guzzle down the water. You cough and choke but never stopping until the water was all gone. As you catch your breath you see another bowl and you gulp it down. Then there’s another bowl, this one full of wild berries. You grab them in fistfuls, nearly turning them into a jam in your eagerness to eat them.

In your haste to save yourself, you didn’t consider what was leaving this trail of breadcrumbs. Was there going to be a witch in a gingerbread cottage at the end of this trail? Or something worse?

   You save some of the berries for later and you follow a trail of shattered bones. The bowls, you realize, had been the tops of hollowed out skulls. The trail of bone pieces leads you to a river and relief floods you. You could follow it and hopefully find a way out without dying in the process. You step into the river and wash your face off, feeling a bit of yourself returning.

   When you look up from the water you see something standing in the shadows of the trees. Its tall and its shape is strange and angular. You saw two round eyes glowing in the shadows before it seemingly melted into the trees. Was it the creature who whispered to you that night?

   You stay by the river, rolling out your sleeping bag where you were to sleep. You feel strangely safe and that makes you nervous. You’re outside in the wilderness where any manner of animal would attack you and eat you in your sleep. Yet you feel safe? Why? You fall asleep pondering this, woken by a voice whispering in your ear.

   “I’ll protect you,” it says. “But I don’t want you to go.”

   You stir, slowly waking. You look up, seeing two glowing eyes above you. You gasp and stare, feeling a heavy weight in your chest. You’re not sure what to do. You start to sit up and the creature darts away, running back into the shadows of the trees.

   You stare through the darkness, barely a sliver of moonlight showing you anything. You only hear the river now, the whispers have long gone. You felt no danger when that creature was near you, the only thing that bothered you was the fear of the unknown.

   The next morning you find another hollowed skull full of berries. There was also a row of dead fish on the bank but you weren’t quite sure what to do with them. You wash your face again and stare out into the woods, wondering if your guardian was watching you.

   You gather your things and start walking down the river. As you go, you feel as if you’re being watched. You’re certain this feeling has followed you the entire time you’ve been in the woods. You were half dead then so you were never quite sure what you were feeling.

   You stop when you see a massive construction hanging from a tree. It is made from bones and sticks, shaped like some nightmare dreamcatcher. You take a step back, staring at it in fear and awe. You hear breathing near you. You feel it against the back of your neck. Every hair stands on end and you turn, seeing a near-skeletal face beside you.

   “Don’t,” it whispers. Its voice is faint and soft. 

   You look forward again.

   “Stand still,” it murmurs to you. That’s when you hear the shiver and hiss of a rattlesnake.

   “Is it near me?” You whimper.

   It shushes you, placing a long, gangly finger to your lips. “Stand still,” it repeats. “Close your eyes.”

   You do as told. You close your eyes and feel something brush past you. The rattle of the snake gets louder and you hear a rush of movement. You hear a snap and crackle, then the sounds of wet munching and gulping.

   “Can I open my eyes now?” Your voice cracks.

   A hand is placed over your eyes. “I would rather not,” it says. “I don’t want you afraid of me.”

   “Why would I be afraid?” Your voice trembles.

   The creature is silent for a moment. “You’re so pretty,” it finally whimpers. 

   Your heart starts to hammer. “No...really,” you gasp.

   “I saw you in the woods that day,” it murmurs. “So soft, so pretty. Your friends were laughing at something and I noticed it made you sad.”

   Your friends had said something about you being the only girl who didn’t need to squat in the woods to pee. That was true but it made you feel uncomfortable. 

   “That’s why I tried to scare them,” it giggles.

   You gasp. “The carcass?” 

   “Mhm,” the murmur. “I didn’t expect you to leave so suddenly.”

   “They got scared,” you reply. “Realizing what it was now, it’s a little funny,” you chuckle. You touch the hand over your eyes and the creature whimpers. Their hand feels strange. It feels tight and sinewy, like dozens of slick strings pulled together.  

   You pet down their arm and it is long and thing. You touch their chest, feel sharp bone and a hollow, concave opening. You touch their neck and their face. You feel bone and a touch of skin. Their face is narrow and long, sharp in some places.

   Their hand falls from your eyes and you slowly open them. You gaze up at the creature and your jaw drops. They’re frighteningly red and their body looks inside out. Bone and sinew on full display. The bottom half of their jaw is covered in the red sinew, but the rest of their skull is exposed. Large horns curl from the top of their head and towards the back. They have wings that look like stretched skin and a long tail that looks like a knobby finger. 

   Their eyes are set in the hollow sockets of the skull, held together by more the red sinew. They’re strange to look upon but at the same time something hauntingly lovely. You reach out to them, taking their strange hand and lacing your fingers with it. 

   “Thank you.” You squeeze their hand. “You saved my life.”

   It kneels down before you and slowly stretches out its neck. It nuzzles to your cheek and neck, rubbing gently as you stand there. It pulls back and tilts its head as it looks at you. “You aren’t afraid of me?”

   “A little but…” you give them a soft smile. “I’m just shy.”

   It giggles and stands back up. They take your hand and squeeze. “Can I show you something?”

   You nod, gripping hold of their hand as they lead you through the forest. They take you to a cave where there is fire glowing inside. They sit you down the fire and then they curl around you, laying their head in your lap.

   “Is this what you wanted to show me?” You ask as you pet the top of their head.

   “I thought you might be cold,” it murmurs softly. It then raises its head and looks up at you. “Is this alright?”

   “Oh, yes,” you smile at it. “It’s nice.” You lean back against them and their head falls back into your lap.

   “What do I call you?” You ask.

   They shift slightly. “I’m not sure,” they murmur. “I had a name once when I was just a girl,” it murmurs sadly.

   “You’re a girl?” You ask.

   “I was,” she says. “I lived in a village near here. My family was quite big and we often struggled to find enough food for all of us.”

   You wonder how a girl could transform into such a strange creature. It did look like her body had ripped from within, turning inside out and taking this monstrous form. But how? Was it a curse? Was it her own doing? How?

   You pet down her neck and she shivers. “That feels good.”

   “Does it?” You do it again and her body tenses and relaxes.

   “It has been so long since I’ve been touched,” she whimpers and you see tears falling from her eyes. “It feels good.”

   You dip down, kissing the top of her head.

   She sniffles. “Why did you do that?”

   “Oh uhm-” you gasp, not exactly sure why yourself. “I thought...you would like it.” You feel your face being to burn.

   “You’re a girl too, right?” She asks. “Do you...like other girls?” She fidgets slightly, seeming almost excited.

   “If I like someone I don’t really think it matters,” you answer. “But...girls are really cute,” you chuckle.

   “Oh,” she murmurs in disappointment. 

   “Is something wrong?” 

   She sighs. “I know I’m not cute,” she grumbles. “Girl or not.”

   You smile and kiss the top of her head again. She tenses up. “It’s not about looks that make someone cute,” you try to explain. “It’s more than that.”

   She scoffs. “I know how I look. No matter how I act no one will ever point at me and go ‘aww, she’s so cute’.” She grumbles under her breath and nuzzles to your belly. “You’re cute. I can tell you that.”

   You smile and relax against her. “Thank you,” you murmur. You close your eyes and drift to sleep before the fire. The closeness of her and the warmth of the flames eases you into a deep, much-needed sleep.

   When you wake up you realize the creature is gone. You sit up off the ground, your sleeping bag underneath you and a fur on top of you. You rub your eyes, seeing you’ve slept deep into the night. Looking around, you don’t see the creature anywhere nearby. 

   “Are you here?” You call out to her, but you hear no reply. You stand up and walk around, examining the cave she lives in. You see drawings on the wall in the flicker of the fire. You see figures out a family huddled together and one little figure standing outside it. Another drawing shows the lone figure standing by what looks like a lake and a hand is reaching out of it. The next drawing has the lone figure struggling in the water. You try to find another drawing that continues this story but it goes into the cave where it is dark.

   You then hear a wet crunching sound. You turn, staring into the shadows of the cave. You hear heavy breathing and snarling and more of that slick, wet gnashing sound. You hear a dull rip and the pop of bone. You stare into the shadows, listening to this gut-churning sound.

   “Are you there?” Your voice trembles.

   “Go away!” She slurps.

   You swallow and take a step back. “I was worried.”

   She scoffs and you hear more ripping and crunching. “You should be worried about yourself. It's on nights like these I feed and you were so close,” she hisses. “Your body is so warm and soft. Your smell so good when I woke. I licked you and tasted the salt on your skin. Could you not feel my teeth on your throat?”

   You touch your neck and swallow. “But you didn’t do anything.”

   “But I wanted to!” She cries out. “I wanted to taste your blood and suck the marrow from your bones!”

   You shiver and take another step back. “Th-that’s not true.”

   She snorts and laughs. You hear footsteps and see her eyes glowing in the darkness. “You don’t know what I am.”

   You shake your head. “I don’t but...I know you aren’t going to hurt me.”

   She steps out of the shadows, hunched down on all fours. “I’ll suck the marrow from your bones right now.”

   You whimper but stand firm in place. “Please...don’t-”

   She becomes frighteningly still. She looks like a wax figure but you know that is not the case. She then suddenly jerks, wrenching up on her hinds legs. “I wouldn’t-” her voice cracks. “I just get so hungry sometimes I-” she looks at her hands. “I forget who I am.”

   You step towards her, reaching out and touching her arm. “Its ok,” you whisper.

   She sniffles and you see her tears cut through the blood on her face. “I did want to eat you,” she says. “But I stopped myself.”

   “It’s ok,” you reassure her.

   She settles back down before the fire, curling up into herself like a cat does. “It’s so lonely,” she murmurs. “If I ate you I’d be alone again.”

   You sit down beside her and rub her back.

   “I had my teeth around your throat and you didn’t even stir. You smelled so good…” she shivers and lifts her head, glancing back at you. “If I had drawn blood you wouldn't be here right now. Do you understand?”

   You give her a soft smile. “But I am here.”

   She crawls into your lap and pushes you down onto the ground, covering you with her body. She nuzzles to your cheek. “Is it obvious I like you?”

   You chuckle and wrap your arms around her neck. “I like you too.”

   She sniffles and clings to you. You’re not sure when, but sometime you fell back asleep. When you wake up there are sirens and people gasping. Your shaken and picked up off the ground. You had been laid on the side of the road and someone had seen you and called the police. You had been missing for almost a month. Had it really been that long?

   After you’ve recovered you decide to move back home. Your parents welcome you with open arms, happy that you’re safe and healthy again. You’ll miss living on your own but for now, you know you need to recover in a place where you’ll be safe.

   One evening as you’re sitting on the porch reading you hear a rustle in the woods behind your house. You sit up and look, seeing two glowing eyes. You rush off the porch and into her arms. She pulls you into the trees and nuzzles to the top of your head.

   “You’re here!” You gasp.

   “I’ve been here,” she whispers. “I’ve been watching you all this time.”

   You nuzzle to her neck. “I missed you.”

   She chuckles softly and rubs to your cheek. “I missed you too.”

   You smile up at her and place a kiss on her teeth. She gasps softly and nuzzles closer, having you kiss all over her face and neck.

   “I like that,” she giggles. She attempts to try it, but she just smashes her teeth against your skin. “Hmm,” she growls, unhappy with the results. She then opens her jaws, her long tongue slithering out and licking your skin. You shiver, remembering what she said before. She tongue trails along your neck and to your cheek. She swirls it around in your ear then to your lips.

   You open your mouth, allowing her tongue inside. She studies each tooth and then slithers down your throat. You mewl slightly and she pulls back.

   “What was that sound?” She whispers.

   You swallow and lick your lips. “I’m...I’m getting excited.” You pinch your thighs together, already getting hard.

   “Oh,” she gasps. She trails her hand down your chest and between your thighs. “It’s warm,” she pants into your ear.

   “Don’t-” you whimper as she touches you. “It’s embarrassing.”

   She dips down, pushing up your nightgown and sniffing your panties and up the bulge of your cock. The tip peeks out from over the elastic and she licks it. He soft moan makes you shudder. 

   “Wait,” you gasp, bracing yourself against a tree.

   She bites down on your panties and with a swift yank of her head and rips them away. She grasps your thighs and nuzzles to your belly. She moans softly, her tongue wrapping around your cock as you tremble.

   “Wait-” you mewl, watching her tongue coil and constrict around you.

   He eyes flick up to you and you swallow, your heart is hammering in your chest. “You taste so good,” she whispers, taking your shaft into her hand. “My girlfriend is delicious.”

   You whimper, your back arching and you cry out. You release all over her fingers and on her face as she eases in close. You gasp and shudder, gripping onto her horns as she tongue laps up every drop you expunge.

   You shiver and pant, reeling as she coils her tongue around you again. “More,” she pants. “I want more!”

   “No...please…” you pant.

   “Honey?” You mom calls out from inside. “Are you ok there?”

   She continues to lick you, wanting more of you. You strain to try and catch your breath. “I’m….” You swallow. “I’m ok! Just...just walking the dog!”

   “Be careful! Snakes are pretty bad right now.”

   You’re grateful the dog is in your room, asleep under your bed. You gasp, grunting as you start to get hard again. “Please…” you pant.

   “Taste...so good,” she slurps. She then releases you and turns around. She bends over on the ground and presents her rear to you. You take a deep breath as her tail raises up. You see a strange slit between her legs. It’s narrow and thin, looking almost like a gill on a fish. You reach out, placing your hands on her haunches. She moans softly, pushing herself back against you. You touch the slit and feel something inside. You open her and something starts to ease out. It blossoms like a flower as it eases from the slit. The lips red and black and they drip with thick, sticky fluid. She whimpers, thrusting back against you and rubbing herself to your hard shaft.

   “Please,” she begs softly. “I can’t take it. Touch me!”

   You swallow, feeling yourself throb with invigored need. You place your hand on her rear, stilling her as you place the tip of your cock to her blossom. You ease in slowly. The lips part then suction around you. Inside she’s warm and tight, her inner walls slick and gummy like. You bite your lip, shuddering when you feel the ridges of bone inside. They rub against you as you start to move.

   “Thank you,” she trembles. “You feel so good!”

   You gasp, gripping hold of her hips as you move inside her. You hold up your nightgown, biting it between your teeth so you can watch yourself disappear inside her. Her blossom grips around you, locking you in place. She voice is sweet and deep, moaning in pleasure everytime you thrust inside her.

Suddenly, she starts pushing back against you. She pins you to the tree and grinds you inside herself. She wails, gasping and thrusting back again. You hear the syrupy slurping of her blossom, her wetness dripping out like a sieve.

   She’s grunting and mewling, desperate for something. You grab hold of her again and feel her shudder. She cries out, sounding like a mix of a cat snarling and fighting and a moose bellowing. She really hopes no one heard that.

   She stills for a moment, gasping and shuddering from her release. She gulps and wriggles, pressing back against you. 

   “Did...did you cum?” You pant, a smile spreading across your face.

   “So good…” she mewls. “I’ve never felt that before.”

   You chuckle, thrusting into her again and she whimpers. “Do you want me inside you?” You ask.

   “I want your taste,” she gasps. 

   You stroke her rear and legs as you buck into her. You gasp, feeling your core tighten as you start to cum again. You grunt, shuddering and stalling. You moan loudly as you release inside her. Her blossom tightens and coils around you. She mewls and starts to pant. She grips around you, squeezing every last drop of your cum inside her.

   You pant, your knees buckling as she releases you. You pull out and there’s a sticky suction sound as you do. She purrs in pleasure, rolling onto the ground and pulling you down so you’re inside her chest cavity.

   “That was amazing,” she coos.

   “It was,” you cuddle inside her.

   “Will you do it again?”

   You chuckle. “I’d like to if you’d let me.”

   She licks your cheek. “I want you to give me a name,” she whispers. “So you can call me whenever you need me.”

   You think for a moment and kiss her neck. “Aria,” I whisper.