And then, something terrifying and inexplicable began to happen. The painting seemed to grow larger and larger until it appeared to take up half the room. The figures in the scene took on three dimensions and began to move and speak among themselves. Vanessa was aware that the blonde girl in the picture was breathing heavily, and it occurred to her that the girl was frightened.
Vanessa did not understand what was happening. It seemed to her that the painting had come alive. I must be dreaming, she thought. But when she tried to run her hand along her arm and pinch herself, she found that she could not. Her limbs were not under her conscious control!
She was scared, but in this odd state, she was also strangely calm, as if she were watching herself being frightened, while feeling peaceful at the same time.
Her eyes were riveted now on this living painting. She could see that the blonde girl's hands were attached to the slab as were her ankles which were spread wide apart. Her tits were full and the nipples dark and erect. Her hips writhed in terror and she struggled to free herself while the others looked on. Then she heard the girl shriek in terror as she looked up into the strange green eyes of the creature with the enormous cock.
"No!" the blonde cried out. "Oh God! Noooooooo!" Vanessa felt a cold chill run through her body as the girl's eyes stared out towards her, begging for help. "Help me!" she cried. "Please… help meeee!"
Vanessa tried to move, but again grew aware that she did not have command over her body. She could think and feel, but she could not make herself move. I must be sleeping, she thought. This has to be a nightmare – there is no other explanation.
Now the creature was hovering just above the captive girl's body, a rigid hardened cock of hot red flesh pointing straight out from his hairy crotch. His gigantic cock was throbbing and red, a thick fleshy staff of lusting flesh that looked big enough to tear the girl apart. The thick cockhead was pulsating, and from her bed Vanessa could see a tiny drop of seminal fluid nestled just inside the dilated slit at the end. Blood-filled veins lined the length of the monstrously huge prick, as he hovered over her manacled body. The huge bat's wings made dark shadows over the girl's body as he held his throbbing cock in his hand, coming closer and closer to her trembling white thighs – closer and closer until he was only an inch from her blonde pubic mound. He was stroking his cock obscenely.
The girl once again cried out, "Nooooo. Oh, dear God, no!"
"God!" cried the creature. "God!" He laughed cruelly, mockingly. "God has no power here! I am thy ruler."
Vanessa wished desperately that she could wake from this hideous dream. She had always before been able to rouse herself from her worst nightmares, merely by opening her eyes. She tried, but her eyes were open!
Oh God! Please. Let me wake from this nightmare! But she continued to stare at the living painting before her.
She could see the blonde girl's pinkly fluted cunt now. She had never seen that part of a woman before, not even herself. It looked so vulnerable, so defenseless, and she was horrified by the idea that this beast would put his giant cock into her tender little pussy opening. What was taking place before her eyes? Was it her imagination? Or was it something that existed in this house?
And then Vanessa grew aware that the other girl was no longer struggling. She was staring up at the bat-man with a hungry look in her eyes. She moaned up at him pleadingly. "Oh… yes… yes… Great One. Oh fuck me! Yes! Fuck meeeee!"
He lay beside her now on the slab. His wings somehow disappeared into what appeared to be a black cape flowing from his shoulders over his naked hairy body. His hand was massaging its way across the girl's belly, moving downward between her thighs, worming its way into her cunt channel.
Then the girl cried out again as if in great pain. Vanessa felt a gently pulsing sensation in her own virginal pussy as she watched the scene before her. She had never been with a boy, never fucked or petted or even been kissed. But now there was the oddest tingling deep down in her belly and between her legs.
Then, all of a sudden, she looked at the man's face as if seeing it for the first time. He had seemed in the small painting like some kind of monster – but now she realized something so astonishing it took her breath away – he looked exactly like Uncle Aleister. And then she noticed his hand. Each finger wore a ring, and she knew then for certain – it was Uncle Aleister!
She watched now, confused and horrified, yet still with that permeating feeling of peacefulness, as he teased his finger in and out of the girl's wetly clasping cunt. The girl made deep guttural growls of pleasure.
Soon, he pulled his finger from her pussy and Vanessa saw that his cock had grown to an incredible size. The spongy purple cockhead seemed to visibly throb with excitement. He cruelly dug his fingers into the white flesh of her thighs, pulling her legs wider apart in preparation for the fucking to come. Then, he was covering her with his large, hair-covered body, shoving his hips forward until the huge bulbous cockhead was in contact with her now wetly seeping pussy.
Vanessa stared at the thick head of his blood-filled cock as it pushed against the wet pink petals of the blonde's cunt. Vanessa's body began to tremble as she thought about how incredibly painful it would be to take such a huge hard thing inside of you. Yet she gaped wide-eyed as the enormous cock slid up inside the blonde girl's pussy.
"Ahhhhhhhh! Ooooohhhhh!" She moaned crazily now with pleasure. And then with a grunt, Aleister fucked his hips forward hard and drove his enormous lust-swollen prick deeper into her pussy.
And then Vanessa saw that the girl was in pain. Her face was contorted now and she let out a different kind of groan. He was so big, so incredibly big. Instinctively, Vanessa knew that the blonde was a virgin.
"Owwwwwwwww!" she cried out, and Vanessa saw a little trickle of blood drip down the soft whiteness of the girl's thigh. She could see the girl trying to free herself from her shackles to stop the further entry of Aleister's cock, but the girl was helpless.
He thrust forward hard again and his cock slid up inside of the girl's cunt. The girl cried out again as the cockhead hit her sensitive cervix. His balls slapped loudly against her tender ass cheeks.
There was a louder murmur from the people that stood around witnessing this obscene act. Vanessa watched horrified as they removed their cloaks. The room seemed filled now with naked tits and naked erect cocks. The witnesses were fondling each other stroking each other, preparing to have a horrible orgy.
What was this? Vanessa wondered, horrified. Was she hallucinating all this from the painting? Was it some kind of bizarre and terrifying movie? It didn't seem like either of those. It seemed like a scene from another world taking place in her bedroom. She knew that if she could get up out of the bed to go and touch the painting, there would be nothing there but air.
The blonde girl and the man who looked like Uncle Aleister were both groaning insanely now, lost in the ecstasy of their obscene act. The blonde's hips began to move in slow rolling motions around and around the enormously lust bloated shaft of his cock.
Vanessa stared as the man withdrew his thick cock from the depths of her obscenely violated pussy. The lust-bloated cockshaft seemed to be even greater in size as it drew slowly out of the girl's cunt until only the mushroom-shaped head remained imbedded inside. Then, he fucked forward again, driving his cock deeper up into her pussy. Vanessa's body seemed to be raging with an internal fire now as she watched Aleister fucking in and out of the captive blonde. The girl let out a groan of pleasure that sounded almost inhuman as her pussy was filled again and again with his enormous hot throbbing cock. And now, between Vanessa's own legs there was a burning desire that would not diminish.