The House on the Lake

Anya stood at her bedroom window, gazing out at the lake that ran right along the back of her brand new house. The sun was blistering. She had just arrived and still had so much unpacking to take care of but right now, she was going to bask in the view she had and the gorgeous sunlight streaming through her window.

Her house and several others backed onto the bank of the lake just outside of the city. The trees that also lined the bank were still, the breeze was soft and the area was so quiet. Anya’s new neighborhood was perfect!

The afternoon passed quickly and Anya had spent it sat on her bedroom floor sorting boxes with music playing in the background but finally her room was unpacked and clear. The sun was still bright but was dipping behind the hills on the opposite bank of the lake. The sunset was mesmerizing as it danced between the pine trees that lined the hills. Exhausted and sweaty, Anya decided it was time for a shower so lifted herself up from the bedroom floor. She had already unpacked her towels so easily grabbed one and headed to the bathroom.

Anya turned on the shower, the water flow was powerful in her new house and the jets from the shower head were massaging. pulsing. As the steam began to fill the bathroom Anya took off her clothes and discarded them on the floor before stepping in to the hot, comforting waterfall of the shower.

As her naked body was enveloped in the hot, cascading torrent, Anya quickly began to feel the relaxing sensations of the water. She grabbed the soap and worked it into her skin with her perfectly soft hands, soon she was covered in the white lather of the cleanser. A short, contented sigh was released from her lips.

With her body cleansed, Anya grabbed the shampoo and started to massage the creamy liquid into her hair. It felt good and another sigh left her lips.

Her body felt warm, almost tingling, sensitive to the touch. The strong jet from the shower pulsing on her skin, massaging. She stepped under the cascade of water to wash off the shampoo, the feeling was nice.

Under the door to the bathroom, a white mist crept inside and started rising, drifting towards the shower until it mixed with the steam, circled Anya’s body and eventually entered her lungs and into her body. The effects would be evident.

Anya could not taste it, but felt a tingle through her body almost immediately, it felt good. Her eyes shot open and she looked around. The showerhead was pointed at her chest and the water pummeled her breasts. This wouldn’t normally be at the front of Anya’s thoughts but she could feel something intense as the water droplets flicked and bounced off her nipples. They grew hard and by now she was feeling an intense arousal, but where had this come from? She was on fire, like a switch, what was going on?

Her hands instinctively moved to her breasts and her thumbs and forefingers pinched her nipples. Anya felt her head fall back, she gently bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. A deep, pleasured moan left her lips as she stepped back slightly. As she stepped back, the direction of the powerful spray fell on her soft pussy.

“Oh fuck!” She exclaimed under her breath as the water parted her labia and hit her clit in the perfect spot. This instantly sent a bolt of pleasure through Anya.

She rocked back and forth slowly so the water would move across her most sensitive place.

Moaning, Anya once again opened her eyes, looked up at the shower head and reached up to take it off of its bracket. She lifted her foot up and placed it on the taps to open herself up. Then she slowly moved the shower jet down her stomach, biting her lip once more in anticipation, across her inner thigh, before moving it onto her exposed, swollen, wanton clit.

Another intense moan as her standing leg almost immediately gave way before regaining her balance. With one hand on her nipple, squeezing and flicking, kneading her breast and the other directing the jet of water onto her burning clit, Anya could feel the instant rise of an orgasm begin to flutter inside her stomach. She could already tell this was going to be big.

As her pleasure started to build, Anya had flickering images in her head. Being in the water, seeing something, it wasn’t clear. The intense pleasure building, increasing, she was getting closer. Then more visions of something coming towards her, still blurred, unclear. Water all around her, the feelings were intense. The closer this shape came towards her, the closer Anya was to orgasm. Building, intensifying until the blurred shape got to her, it disappeared between her legs and Anya screamed out;

“Ah I’m cumming so hard!” and the intense wave of a crashing orgasm swept over her wet, naked body.

She came again, back to back, it was so intense. Pulse after pulse of white hot pleasure consumed her body, she felt it all over and began to shake. Her leg fell off of the taps as she tried to steady herself but it was no good, her legs were about to give way. Anya’s body slid slowly down the glass of the shower until she sat, a crumpled, contented mess, staring into oblivion, absorbing, contemplating what she had experienced. Trying to make sense of those images, visions that brought her to such a massive orgasm. What had made her so desperate for the sensation.

After several minutes, Anya mustered the energy to remove herself from the shower cubicle. She wrapped a towel around her and left the bathroom for the comfort of her bedroom.

Gazing out over the lake, Anya could see the moonlight dancing on the water as the reflection moved rhythmically, sparkling and glistening.

“Wow, how long had I been in there if its dark already?” She murmured to herself, biting her bottom lip and hooked one perfect foot behind the other.

After a long, relaxing sleep, Anya woke, in her bed, to the sound of a neighbour mowing their lawn. Anya could see the sunlight illuminate the lake beautifully as she rose from her bed wearing her panties and a tank top. She smiled as she took in the splendour of her new surroundings. It was Saturday and she wanted to explore!

Anya got dressed in her shorts and a vest top before sliding her perfect feet into her flat shoes. The sounds of the lawnmower close by still filled the air but in a comforting, relaxed neighbourhood sort of way. She left her house and started to walk along the street. Most people she passed would greet her with a smile and a good morning. Everyone was so friendly, too friendly perhaps! But she felt comfortable, safe and with a smile, she bounded along until she reached the right turn to take her down to the lake.

Waking through the path, Anya could see the glimmering ripples of the lake through the tree lined walkway. The path was about 100 yards long and every footstep filled her with more excitement of how she was going to explore this place.

Eventually she reached the end of the path and the lake spread out in front of her. To her left and right there was a path that ran along the bank of the lake and as she looked left she could see a marina with a couple of buildings and some boats moored, there were people on the path, some taking a walk, others jogging and some walking their dogs. A little closer was a jetty extending out about 25 yards into the lake. It was closer than the marina so with a smile Anya turned left and started walking towards it.

Almost everyone was smiling and greeted her as she passed them. It did occur to Anya that this was a little weird but maybe she just wasn’t accustomed to life in a lakeside village.

As she approached the jetty she could see a gate at the shoreline, it was wooden, in fact the whole structure was made of wood. It was old, but not falling apart, it was solid and she couldn’t wait to walk out into the lake.

Opening the gate Anya realized that there were small gaps between the wooden slats so she could see the glistening water underneath her feet. The jetty was lined with hand rails on each side so she wasn’t fearful of falling in.

Halfway along the jetty, Anya turned around to look at the shoreline and the village beyond. It looked beautiful and she threw out her arms to fully absorb her new home. Walking backwards she took a few more steps before turning around and walking to the end of the jetty.

Once at the end, she took in the silence and the stillness of the water. The end of the jetty was open, there was no hand rail there so she sat down, legs crossed, closed her eyes and absorbed the sun, the silence and the smells all around her.

She took a few deep breaths and her mind wandered to her shower the previous evening. Biting her bottom lip she smiled and chuckled to herself as the feeling of taboo and naughtiness came over her. It was out of character for Anya to do that sort of thing but the thoughts still made her feel good.

After several minutes, Anya decided to slip off her shoes and dangle her feet of the edge of the jetty, her knees bent over the very edge of the wooden slats and the tips of her toes just reached the water. Smiling once more she laid back and swung her feet over the water, her toes just covered by the waterline. The cool liquid, tickling her toes. So relaxing, so tranquil.

Under Anya’s soft, wet, perfect soles an unspeakable evil stirred. Long had it tormented this peaceful village, trapping its inhabitants. Luring them into the lake, possessing them, mind controlling them. Using their energy to keep it alive, to grow, to manipulate the village.

In the water, as Anya swung her legs, directly beneath her soft feet a glittering, pulsing white light emerged. Pulsing, sparkling, flashing.

She lay on the edge of the jetty, she felt so relaxed, so content in her new surroundings. Thinking of what she would do this afternoon, perhaps explore village, go into the nearby town for groceries.

Then she felt something brush the sole of her right foot, it sent sparks of electrically charged pleasure through her leg as it started to spasm involuntarily.

“Oh fuck. Oh shit.” She exclaimed as she shot up, brushing her hair behind her ear as she looked into the water.

The water was still, clear, she could see to the bottom, about 5 or 6 feet. Her eyes darted around the lake bed, trying to find whatever touched her foot, which still tingled as she sat, kneeled, soles bared behind her, staring into the lake.

The her eyes caught sight of a glistening, pearl like, white glow. Pulsing, flashing, piercing.  Anya’s mouth dropped open, eyelids grew heavy and she was mesmerized by the glowing light.

Feelings immediately washed over Anya. Her whole body tingled with excited arousal. Her nipples grew so hard and her pussy became hot, wet, burning with lust. Her toes curled as her breathing became heavy. The only thing that snapped her away from this beautiful feeling was a gull flying over that sqwarked.

She threw herself back onto the jetty, on her elbows, breathing heavily. She could see the water bubbling as she fumbled to put her shoes back on. She desperately wanted to look back into the water, to feel the sensations, see what was in the bubbles. Anya wanted to jump in to the lake. But her rational mind brought her back to her senses and she stood up, started to run back to shore and the comfort of land, trying to surpress the intense, erotic, burning arousal that was rocking her whole body.

Reaching the gate, Anya stopped, out of breath and turned to look back. The lake was still, tranquil, calm. There was nothing there.

“I need to get home.” She said aloud to herself and hurriedly walked back to the sanctuary of her new house.

Fumbling her key in the lock, Anya flung her front door open and jumped inside. She kicked off her shoes immediately, her perfect feet, soft and still damp from the lake, while at the same time unbuttoning her shorts and letting them fall to her ankles before stepping out of them. She lifted her vest top up and over her head and threw it to the floor. She need a release, it was too much.

She ran upstairs, discarding her bra as she did. Her panties were the last of her clothes to be removed as she entered the bedroom, throwing herself on the bed.

She lay on her back, still breathing hard, swallowing nervously and excitedly at the same time. Her hands went to her breasts, her nipples were hard and she liked the feeling of her fingers brushing over them. She could see out of her full height window as she lay there. She couldn’t take her eyes off of the lake. Still, silent, calm.

Her thoughts immediately turned to what had happened on that jetty and her right hand moved down to her stomach and further to find her soft, smooth pussy. Anya let out a breath that was only just short of a moan as she felt her wetness with 2 fingers that slid between her labia. Even she was surprised with how wet she was. She lifted the 2 glistening fingers from her pussy and slid them into her mouth. Her eyelids closed and this time she did moan as she tasted herself. She savoured the taste, she didn’t do this.

Soon her fingers returned to her pussy and found her swollen clit. As soon as she felt the touch her body squirmed and jolted in response.

“Fuck I’m losing control.” She whispered aloud as her body was on fire, burning with a wanton desire.

As Anya started to flick, rub squeeze her clit, her mind was filled with that pulsing, glowing glittering light in the water. Then the feeling of her foot being touched and her body’s reaction.

Her naked body lay spread out on the bed. Grinding, squirming, spasming to her beautiful touch. Her moans getting more laboured as her desperate release grew closer and closer. But she couldn’t stop focussing on the water, the sensations that hit her, her shower. Anya’s body moved sensually on the bed, dancing to the touch of her fingers. She pinched her nipples sending sparks through her.

“Yes, fuck yes, here it comes, fuck me.” Anya said aloud as the feeling of intense pleasure was too much for her body to control.

Her orgasm would be strong, intense, mind blowing almost. As she crashed over the edge and willingly surrendered to the warm overpowering sensation of the body shaking orgasm, her muscles froze for a second. The height of pleasure had gripped her as her eyes opened wide, as did her mouth.

She pulsed, shook, moaned exquisitely and arched her back as the release felt wonderful and Anya’s mind was so focused on the lake. It made it even more intense. The more she thought about it, the more it drew out the beautiful orgasm she was experiencing.

Her hand left her nipple and 2 fingers plunged into her pussy. They curled up and she started massaging her g-spot perfectly.

“Ah this is so good.” She shouted out as the waves grew again, filling her body with that tingle, that sensitivity and the pulsing that the orgasm brought to her body, the pulsing felt amazing.

Anya’s toes would spread before scrunching up, wrinkling her soles as she completely lost control. Her legs spasmed, flexed, crossed and squeezed. She would do anything to make this feeling continue. She would stay in this state for a couple of minutes.

As the orgasm slowly started to subside, Anya’s body lay spread on her bed. Still moving sensually in the bed, her body was still so sensitive and she liked the feeling of the sheets on her skin.

Feeling so relaxed, Anya drifted off to sleep. Vulnerable and beautiful, her naked body would sleep for some hours.

When she woke, it was dusk, the lake looked beautiful. Anya couldn’t believe what she had felt earlier but needed to shower, she would disappear into the bathroom, her moans of orgasm would once again fill the bathroom as the water of the shower took over again.

Anya appeared from the bathroom through a cloud of steam. She had a towel around her chest and one on her wet hair. Feeling good, sexy and completely contened, she went back to the bedroom to dry off and get dressed.

The sun had, by now, disappeared behind the tree lined hills on the opposite side of the lake and Anya wanted to go and explore what the village had to offer after dark. Totally energized, she dressed in her sun dress and sandals before drying her hair and heading out into the warm evening air.

The streets were quieter than earlier as Anya made her way toward the village. Several people walked past her and she noticed all of the females smiled and greeted her, they were all happy. This was the place she had dreamed of living when she was young. Everyone was warm, welcoming and friendly.

The pathway was lit by the warm glow of the street lights. As she walked past the houses that lined the streets she could see the centre of the village come into view. Anya could hear voices and music in the distance as her anticipation and excitement grew. The centre of the village was brightly lit, it was vibrant, a hive of activity.

As she reached the village centre, Anya looked around, there were bars that lined the road on one side, the other side looked out onto the darkness of the lake and her eyes absorbed the mesmeric ripples of the water lapping at the shore.

Walking slowly she could hear laughing and singing and looked around to see a karaoke bar sat between two restaurants. Anya smiled and headed towards the bar. That was where she was going to spend the evening.

Walking inside, Anya took in how busy the bar was. She sat at a table just inside the entrance, scouting and looking around, smiling, enjoying her surroundings. Through the crowd she could see where the singing was coming from and as the bodies parted she caught a view of the person singing.

Anya took a sharp intake of breath, her hand went to her chest and she gently bit her bottom lip. The person singing exploded into her mind, he stood out over every other person in the bar. She couldn’t take her eyes off him. She had an overwhelming feeling that she already knew this person, it felt so familiar.

After he had finished his song there was a ripple of applause, some whooping and he went to sit down with the group he was out with.

Anya ordered a drink and sat, eyes fixed on this man. Occasionally looking around, gathering her surroundings and totally obsessed with this guy.

In the background of Anya’s focus, 2 or 3 other people got up to sing before he stood up once more and walked toward the microphone.

The music started and there was again some cheering and applause. He started singing Wonderful Tonight. As he got to the end of the first verse he looked around and his gaze fell on Anya’s. Transfixed he completely missed the following line of the song before composing himself sufficiently to carry on. But his gaze fell back to Anya.

Anya felt a warmth fall over her when their gaze met. Something stirred in her stomach, something deep and so intense.

Their gaze was almost unbroken throughout the time he sang. When he finished, he placed the microphone back on its stand and went to sit with his friends once more, his back facing Anya. Her heart dropped. Was that it? She lowered her head and stared into her drink, swirling the liquid with her straw, feeling utterly rejected.

When she raised her head it was darker, someone was blocking her view.

“Hi, um, can, can I join you?” A voice said with a smile.

Anya looked up and saw him standing in front of her. Her heart raced instantly, and she had to catch her breath.

“Yeah, um, I mean yes, yes of course.” Anya replied with a grin so wide.

“Great, I’m Daz by the way, sorry, I’m not that good at this kind of thing. Would you like a drink?” He replied trying to explain his obvious nervousness.

“I would love one please, this one is getting a little old. I am Anya.” Anya smiled back as she nodded.

Daz turned and headed over to the bar. Anya had to recompose herself. She could feel her face becoming hot, her whole body was throbbing with excited nervousness.

“Deep breaths, C’mon Anya, get a grip.” She whispered to herself.

On his return, Daz brought 2 drinks and a beaming smile.

“Here you go. So, what just happened?” He said before he had even sat down. They both burst into laughter.

“I don’t know, what did you do?” She replied, unable to hide her excitement.

“I just noticed you and, well, this happened, and I never do this.” Daz admitted. “I haven’t seen you around the village, how long have you been here?” He continued.

“Well, I have been here the grand sum of 2 days. I moved in to my new house the other day and I have to say, this place is beautiful.” Anya explained.

“It is a beautiful place, for a beautiful person.” He said and again, they both laughed.

“Sorry, that was such a cheesy line. So, where have you moved from?” Daz enquired.

The pair talked and talked, laughed, giggled and occasionally brushed legs under the table. Which sent sparks of arousal through both of them. There was an instant connection.

After a couple of hours and a few drinks, the bar would soon be closing.

“So, I would love to walk you home but have to help pack away the equipment when the bar closes, I help run the karaoke here.” Daz explained as the call for the bar to clear was shouted by the bearded man behind the bar.

“Its OK, I need to go anyway, its been a long but very enjoyable day, all topped off by an amazing evening, thank you.” Anya replied.

“Can I see you again?” Daz asked, Anya could tell this question had been on his mind for a while. She nodded with a smile and they exchanged phone numbers.

“And, um, just want to say. Um, ah, no, its ok, don’t worry.” Daz awkwardly fumbled.

“No, tell me, what is it?” Anya pushed as she held his arm.

“Um, I wanted to tell you, you have beautiful feet. That sounds a bit weird right?” He asked as he smiled.

“No, no not at all. I love that.” Anya beamed as she leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

They exchanged a kiss, hugged each other and Daz turned to help clear the bar.

Anya stood for a second smiling, fidgeting slightly before turning to leave the bar.

At that point Daz turned around.

“Anya.” He shouted before running back to her. “Just go straight home, as quick as you can, get home, don’t get distracted.” He said seriously as he kissed her cheek once more before turning again and clearing the bar.

Anya, a little confused by what he had said, turned and left the bar, still on a high from her perfect evening.

As she walked along the bank of the lake toward home, the lights and sounds of the village centre faded. The evening was warm, quiet and she could hear the calm lapping of the water against the bank.

Anya walked briskly, keeping in mind what Daz had told her. But what did he mean? What was going on?

It was at that point where she saw a glimmer in the corner of her eye. She turned her head left and out in the lake there was the same shimmering, glimmering light that she had seen at the end of the jetty and it was moving with her. She stared at it. It looked warm, glowing, welcoming, friendly. Then the vision flashed into her mind of her in the water, something coming toward her, the feeling was overwhelming, powerful, so sexual.

She gasped and opened her eyes, continuing to walk toward home, breathing heavy, incredibly turned on and with every brisk step her thighs rubbed together causing the arousal to intensify. She had to stop before it became too much. Her wetness was evident.

Standing on the path, directly below a streetlight. She turned to face the lake. She couldn’t help but be attracted to the beautiful, glimmering light in the water. The light danced in her eyes, hitting the very essence of her being, turning her on, beckoning her.

Anya couldn’t believe that she was actually contemplating walking into the water, the warm, clear, beautiful water.

What was happening?

“Control yourself Anya.” She spoke to herself once more as she gained her composure, took a deep breath and turned to walk home once more.

Her strides were speeding up, intensifying the sensation between her legs. The wanton lust that she felt was overpowering. The compulsion to touch herself, relieve the intense arousal she was feeling was irresisitable.

Anya was fighting with everything not to stop as she turned away from the bank and headed up the path to the street, her house was now in sight. She felt exactly how she did this morning at the jetty and she had already decided that when she arrived home it would be the same outcome. But she wanted the water, she needed to be in the water.

Unbelievable to Anya, she had reached her house. She almost burst the door open before running straight upstairs.

Her dress and sandals were off instantly as she headed for the bathroom and started to run a bath. As it filled, she stood, looking into the mirror, her hands went to her breasts, her fingers squeezing her nipples, sending her arousal through the roof. Her eyes rolled and her eyelids closed over them before she released her perfect, soft moan of pleasure.

Her eyes opened and she caught herself in the mirror. Seeing herself touching her body in the mirror sent massive sparks across her body. She was building to something big. A voice in her mind, faint, meaningless was saying “What are you doing? Stop this.” Before the sensations that controlled 90% of her mind shut the message out.

The bath was full and Anya stepped out of her panties, discarded on the bathroom floor. Her slender leg rose and her toes touched the hot, steaming water sending more pleasure through up her leg and through her body. Her other foot entered the water and she slowly lowered herself down into the warm, comforting liquid. She slid down so it covered her whole body, just her face was outside the water. It made her tingle, like something was fizzing on her entire body. She let out a contented sigh before smiling and sliding her hand down.

As soon as her fingers touched her swollen clit Anya arched her back, lifting her exposed, solid nipples out of the water. Her breasts were soon covered in goosebumps and she placed on foot on top of the other, rubbing her sole on the top of the other foot.

Her breath was broken, aroused to a point that her whole body was quivering. Her fingers flicked, squeezed and caressed her clit before occasionally sliding inside her pussy. The water enveloping her body. Anya’s orgasm was building.

As it grew, the visions of herself in the lake did too, something in the water, she didn’t know what, swimming around her, brushing her leg, building her body up. The visions flashing through her mind, her mouth open, her heavy breathing, her moans as she imagined this something in the water touching her skin. It brushed under the soles of her perfect feet and she immediately turned to her encounter with Daz earlier.

Suddenly and overwhelmingly her visions were of her catching eyes with Daz, the feeling, the first conversation, how she felt. The feeling of trying to control the unbearable urge to grab him, kiss him, fuck him. Her thought turned to fucking him. What it would feel like, him sliding inside her, kissing her deeply. These visions sent Anya into the unmistakable feeling that she was going to orgasm. With a smile and the thought of her new man fucking her, she slowed her caress, everything slowed, her body tensed as the sensation of her whole being tingling started the beautiful feeling of an intense orgasm. She moaned loudly as the crashing contractions and pulses throughout her body completely shook her mind. She could see stars, Anya thought she would pass out as the brutal orgasm was not stopping.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum again.” She exclaimed to no one as the second wave hit her body. She shook, the water was splashing and she completely grinded her way through one of those once in a few years orgasm. She came hard for this man.

After recovering from her experience, Anya lay on her bed contemplating the whole day and how it had been a rollercoaster of emotion, passion, lust and attraction. She smiled as she crossed her ankles, the moonlight shining through her open bedroom window.

She would drift in and out of consciousness over the next half an hour or so before eventually succumbing to the lure of deep, deep sleep.

As she slept, Anya dreamed of Daz, the lake, the water and whatever it was under the water that gave her those intense feelings. The dreams were incredibly erotic and throughout the night Anya, wriggled and writhed on her bed, breaking free of the towel and becoming beautifully exposed across her sheets. Her body glowing in the moonlight as the faint mist once again crept in through the open window and across her naked body. Growing, learning.

Anya woke, groggy, relaxed, completely naked and in need of a large coffee. She rubbed her eyes as she sat up and adjusted to the bright morning beaming through her window. The occasional car would drive slowly passed the house, there were people talking as they walked along the path, it was idyllic. Anya smiled and wrapped a sheet around her before going to the kitchen and making her favourite coffee.

Sitting at the kitchen table, Anya sipped at her steaming coffee while scrolling through her phone. As she did, a message popped up…….from Daz. Anya beamed as she opened it. It read;

“Too soon?” with a smiling face emoji and a small x.

Giggling, she replied telling him he didn’t waste any time. He asked how she was feeling this morning and was glad she got home ok, she replied saying she felt amazing and that she really enjoyed the previous night.

After a few minutes, she received another message from Daz. It asked what she had planned for the day and did she want to meet up for lunch. Anya replied excitedly saying yes, she would love to have lunch and they arranged to meet outside the bar in the village.

Anya sat with a beaming smile, naked except for a bed sheet around her, coffee in hand looking forward to an afternoon spent with her new man.

Afte finishing her coffee, Anya returned to her bedroom. As she released the sheet around her, she could feel her nipples harden. The soft cotton brushed across her body as it fell and instantly aroused her. Standing in her room, she stared out of the window as her hand instinctively went to her breast, the other explored her stomach and down further to caress her labia, every so often catching the tip of her clit. She could quite easily and quickly cum right there, where she stood, but she regained herself.

“Anya, what are you doing?” She asked herself, “Just feel so dam good, so fucking horny, constantly aroused.” She gently bit her bottom lip as she sighed, smiled and headed to the wardrobe for her clothes.

Picking out another sun dress, she put it up against her and looked in the mirror.

“Perfect!” She smiled and after grabbing her underwear, she slid the dress over her head and down her body. It would stop just above her knees.

Anya’s footwear of choice was her canvas pumps. They were comfy and she could walk for hours in them.

It wasn’t yet even close to lunchtime so she played some music and headed out into the yard to take in some of the morning sun. Sitting on her lounger she once again took to her phone and caught up on what her friends were up to.

The something caught her eye in the grass on the far side of the yard next to the fence. A shape stirred, it wriggled in the grass and started to move towards her. Anya had seen this before, it was in the water when she had the visions, swimming around her. It was getting closer and her mouth started to form on O as she inhaled. She quickly looked around the yard before going back to the slithering shape, but when she looked back, it had disappeared. Anya looked around again, there was nothing. Her instant relief was replaced by disappointment as she knew too well what that damn thing was capable of and it wasn’t a bad thing, on the contrary!

Flustered, disappointed and confused, Anya looked at the time.

“Wow, where did that go?” She said to herself as it was creeping toward lunchtime. She had better get moving.

Anya went into the house from the backyard, locking the door behind her before picking up her keys and sunglasses, and heading to the village. Her excitement couldn’t be hidden.

As she walked, Anya was once more greeted with a smile and a hello from the females she passed, this was getting creepy! The sun was once more bright and warm and there was a spring in her step, a smile on her face, she did realise to herself that she was happy, so happy, and she was smiling back and greeting everyone that passed her.

Walking along the path into the village, Anya could see her new man in the distance waiting outside the bar. The warm comfort of happiness swept over her and her step quickened. He caught her gaze and the pair smiled at each other. Daz started to walk toward Anya.

When they reached each other their arms immediately slid around their bodies. Anya felt a tingle inside, a really good feeling as she embraced the hug, feeling his body on hers before breaking off.

“Hey, how are you? You look amazing, I love the dress.” Daz said with a smile.

“I am good, feel amazing.” Anya replied with a smile as she swept her hair behind her ear.

“Um, so shall we walk? Or eat?” Daz asked.

“Lets walk.” Anya answered and Daz slid his fingers between hers before walking further into the village.

The pair walked around the village and up into the hills behind until they found a spot that overlooked the village and the lake. There was a bench just off the path so they decided to sit there.

“So, how long have you lived here?” Anya asked.

“I have lived here around 10 years now. Moved from the city so a real change.” He replied.

“No way? That’s exactly my story. I worked in the city. It all got too much so found this place and, well, here I am!” She exclaimed with a smile.

Then the tone changed, Daz looked nervous and fidgety. He tried a couple of times to start his sentence before actually succeeding.

“Anya, um, I need to tell you something.” He muttered

“Baby, what is it?” She replied concerned as she rested her hand on his arm.

“Well, I know I only met you last night but.” He paused “I haven’t stopped thinking about you since.”

Anya smiled

“I think I have fallen so quickly for you, from the very first time my eyes were filled with the vision of you. I…..” Daz was interrupted.

“Its ok, I feel exactly the same.” Anya replied with a smile and the pair hugged once more.

As they broke away, Daz’s hand rested on Anya’s cheek. He looked deep into her eyes and started moving slowly toward her.

Her eyes moved to his lips and guided them perfectly onto hers. As their lips touched, sparks of sensual electricity hit their bodies, their spontaneous reaction was to open their lips and entwine their tongues in a deep, passionate kiss.

Their tongues danced with one another as their attraction and chemistry grew. Their first kiss would last a while before they slowly broke away.

Smiling, Anya was the first to speak.

“You’re a pretty good kisser.” She joked.

“You aren’t so bad either.” He retorted and the pair laughed as their foreheads met gently. The pair were besotted.

After taking in the beautiful view, Anya and Daz stood up and started to walk back towards the village. They were, by now, quite hungry and Daz recommended a restaurant along the lakeside.

The walk down the hill and into the village was filled with stops to kiss, hold each other and to walk hand in hand, as if they had always been together.

Stepping inside the restaurant, Daz was greeted by a woman on reception.

“Hey Daz, how’s things honey? Ooh, and who is this beautiful girl?” She said with a smile as she hugged her friend.

“I am good thanks hun. Hey Kerry, this is Anya, she just moved to the village.” Daz introduced as Kerry also hugged Anya.

“And I gues you two are…..you know…” Kerry said with a cheeky smile.

Anya and Daz both smiled nervously and Daz put his arm around Anya’s waist.

“Yeah, we are.” Daz proudly exclaimed.

“Yes! that’s so good, you look really good together. So, did you want a table or did you just come in to parade your new girlfriend?” Kerry beamed.

“Well, both I think.” Daz joked and Kerry escorted them to a secluded table tucked away.

They ordered drinks and were given menu’s to look through. Both stared intently at the list of beautiful sounding food. Then Anya looked up. Daz was engrossed.

“Um, baby, there’s something I need to tell you.” She said quietly. After spending time with him she felt completely relaxed and that she could tell him anything.

“OK, should I be worried?” He replied, half serious.

“No, well, not really. So since I moved here, weird things have happened to me.” She said. Daz’s face sunk, a concern, a worry.

“Have they? Li, like what?” He fumbled as his eyes went back to the menu.

“Well, I have had visions, really vivid, intense visions that do things to me. Everyone smiling and greeting me, like everyone! And an overwhelming urge to, well, you know.” She opened up.

Daz was visibly flustered, agitated, something was wrong.

“Whats up baby? Do you not like me being this open?” Anya asked.

“No, its fine, I am glad you can open up to me baby. Um, its all a good thing. Maybe you just aren’t used to lakeside life yet and your mind has relaxed, opened up.” He replied.

“Yeah, ok, maybe. Its just that I am not normally like this.” She replied with a puzzled look.

“Well its definitely you getting used to your surroundings then.” Daz replied as he finally raised his gaze again.

Anya smiled and settled;

“Well, long may it continue then cos it feels amazing.” She muttered as she returned to the menu.

Daz’s mind raced so fast, all of his body was on alert. He had already fallen for this perfect girl and it had already made contact with her. Thoughts turned to how his previous love was taken from him. Lured, tempted, her mind captured by this evil.

“Daz, Daz, hello? Are you still with us?” Anya broke his thoughts as Kerry waited, giggling, for their food order.

“Man, he has got it back girl!” Kerry laughed to Anya.

The pair both ordered their food and after Kerry walked away Anya became concerned with how Daz was acting. She reached out to hold his hand across the table.

“Baby, whats up? What did I say that effected you?” She said with concern.

Daz had to compose himself. He couldn’t reveal the real reason for his change, she would leave, run away. He couldn’t handle that. All he needed to do was protect her.

“I am fine baby, yeah I guess I wasn’t ready for the openness,” He lied “But please don’t stop being open.”

He had actually become incredibly turned on by her openness but panicked when she pushed him.

“OK, please talk to me and be open too.” She asked, all Daz could do was nod.

After eating and Daz had relaxed the couple talked more, smiled, held hands across the table and got lost in each others eyes, Daz asked for and settled the bill. They rose from their seats and Kerry ran over.

“Hey, bye guys, have a great afternoon.” She beamed as she hugged both.

The pair said goodbye and left the restaurant back into the warm sunshine.

The village was bustling along the lakeside. The suns reflection danced across the ripples on the water and as Anya looked out across the lake the thought of that thing in the water exploded into her mind. Immediately she felt the warmth of arousal between her legs. Her eyelids slowly blnked before she regained herself.

“Hey, Anya, you ok?” Daz noticed as they stumbled along.

Anya looked at him, She had to have him, NOW!

She grabbed his arm and started ushering him back to her house.

“Oh yeah, yeah I am fine baby.” She smiled a naughty, seductive smile.

“OK, OK I’m coming. Woe, shit, where we going baby?” Daz asked

“I thought we could go back to mine. That ok baby?” She said hurriedly

“Um, yeah, of course, lets go.” He replied. His hand slid down her back and onto the cheek of her ass, sending her arousal to another level.

Anya kept looking left, out onto the lake. Knowing that when she did she would get that shot of intense arousal. Playing with the feelings that were tempting her body before the pair turned away from the lakeside and up towards the house.

Anya led them towards the house and as they reached the front door she turned around and looked deep into his eyes.

“Take me inside and fuck me.” She whispered with a smile. Her key entered the lock and the door swung open. It was like a switch inside her had been flicked.

As the pair entered the hallway, Daz grabbed Anya and kissed her passionately, deeply, it felt good. As they were in their sensual embrace, Anya flicked off her pumps by placing her toe on the heel of her other foot. Her soft, hot soles making popping noises as they moved across the hard floor. The coolness of the tiles made her feel good as she lifted his T-shirt up and over his head.

Daz reached around to unbutton Anya’s dress as his kisses moved to her neck. Anya moaned and on hearing this, Daz’s arousal soared, it was a sound that hit him deep within, igniting his passion further, becoming feverish. She could feel her dress sliding down her body until it rested around her ankles. In just her bra and panties, Daz, barefoot and wearing only his jeans, Anya led the pair to her bedroom.

Reaching her bed, Anya turned and could see Daz’s obvious arousal through his jeans. She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled him towards her. Grabbing the buckle of his belt, she pulled the stopped and unwrapped the belt from his waist. Working through the buttons of his fly, she opened his jeans and slid them, with his underwear, to the floor.

His cock was hard, big and glistening at the tip. This was too much of a temptation for Anya. She looked up into his eyes, moved forward and wrapped her lips around his tip, taking in the precum, tasting it sent shards of pleasure through her and her hand moved into her panties to find her swollen, soaking clit.

Daz leaned over to unpin her bra. It revealed the most perfect breasts, nipples so hard. He put his hands on her shoulder and pushed her back onto the bed. Anya really wanted this man but she couldn’t deny that her primal instinct was to cum, hard!

Kneeling down, Daz grabbed the sides of her panties and slid them over her hips and down her legs. He now could see her glistening before him.

Then, Anya took a sharp intake of breath before smiling at Daz.

“Ooh, I’ve had an idea, I’ve never done this before, but, do you want these?” She said, sensually as she lifted her feet and placed them on his chest. Another level of arousal emerged when she saw his facial and genital response.

Daz held one of her ankles in his hand and lifted her sole up to his mouth. She could feel his tongue start to lick from her heel, all the way to her toes, slowly, for the first time in her life and she shook from the sensation.

“Oh fuck that feels good, do it again!” She demanded as she lay on her back watching him.

Daz smiled and this time did the same thing to the other foot before taking her toe in his mouth and gently sucking, wrapping his tongue around it.

His lips then turned to the arch of her foot and then the ankle before working his way up her calf.

Anya looked down and could see what affect her feet had on him. He was hard, ready and her body was on fire.

Daz’s lips made there way passed the inside of her knee before moving on to her inner thigh. He could see her glistening, engorged pussy. Soft and smooth, his hand traced Anya’s other thigh before resting on her labia. He pushed one finger past her smooth lips to find her swollen button and as he touched it she jumped and let out another moan that crashed through Daz’s senses, could he get any harder?

He continued to rub her aching clit causing more of the sensual moaning that brought Daz to his proverbial knees, it did something to him that set his body on fire, it was the best sound in the world.

The sound of her wetness filled the room as Daz’s kisses finally led him to her shining, exposed clit. She could feel his breath on her labia. The anticipation was unbearable for Anya. But then the tip of his tongue brushed her clit. Her ass pushed deep into the mattress and her back arched as his tongue, his lips, his whole face bored down onto her wet throbbing sex. Anya’s moans filled the room, they rang like a choir in his ears, his precum dripping from the tip of his cock. Daz worked hard on her pussy and Anya could feel herself building. She pushed his head away before it was too late.

“Fuck me Daz.” She pleaded. With no hesitation he lifted himself up and swung Anya around so she was now fully on her bed. He grabbed both of her ankles and moved himself between her legs, his cock now so close to her opening. She could feel his tip against her soft, smooth lips.

When he pushed the tip of his cock inside Anya she felt all of it, accepted it with ease. Her lips clinging to it as each inch of his shaft disappeared inside her. As he got deeper and Anya’s nerve endings touched the skin of his cock, her arousal grew. She was losing control.

“Oh yeah baby, like that.” She encouraged as Daz slid his cock slowly in and out of Anya.

“Fuck baby you feel so good.” He replied and moaned in complete ecstasy.

With each of her moans, Anya realized that Daz’s body reacted and when she tested her theory he started to speed up. Getting faster and faster, deeper and deeper, harder and harder.

“Fuck baby, I’m close.” She exclaimed as his fucking became primal.

“Me too, fuck!” He replied.

Anya’s orgasm started to build. It grew from her stomach, rippling out across her body. Sending every nerve ending an electrical spark. Harder he fucked.

“Fuck, Daz, baby, I’m gonna cum.” Anya announced as the crescendo was reaching its peak.

She could feel his cock harden, she knew he was going to cum also which sent her spiralling.

It was at that point that Anya’s mind was sent back to the lake. Split second flashes of the water, then the jetty, the thing in the water, it touched her. With every flash of these visions her orgasm intensified, it all happened in a flash but Anya couldn’t control it. Her mind just fell into these visions as the waves of her orgasm crashed onto her body.

Daz was close, he could see Anya was too and as she clenched against his cock this brought on his massive orgasm. It was too late by the time he saw Anya almost spasm, get taken over before have the most amazing orgasm he had ever seen.

She was pulsating, contracting on his cock as she rode her way through her orgasm while Daz’s cock started to jerk and throb its way through his. They came together and for both it felt like each was making the other cum harder until they were spent and Daz laid down next her Anya on the bed.

Anya’s visions slowly subsided. She didn’t want them but couldn’t deny how good they made her feel. She remembered what Daz had said at the restaurant and wanted assurance.

“Go with it yeah baby?” She asked.

“Oh yeah baby, go with it.” He replied.

Anya curled up into Daz as he wrapped his arm around her. They eventually fell asleep, a deep, deep sleep.

The couple woke, early morning, as daylight was breaking outside. Anya sat up and looked out of the window. The lake looked beautiful in the early morning glow. The water so calm, there was hardly a ripple. There were a couple of small boats anchored to the shore, just out of reach of the glistening water.

“You OK babe?” Daz lazily asked.

“Mmmm yes baby, doesn’t the lake look beautiful this morning?” She rhetorically responded.

“Um, yeah, I guess.” Daz replied not moving from his prostrate position.

Anya nudged him in playful frustration and the pair giggled before she laid down once more. With one leg bent at the knee, out of the covers, Anya lay on her back, smiling while her hand rested on Daz’s thigh, gently stroking his skin.

Daz looked at Anya, saw how beautiful she looked and how sexy her leg looked out of the covers, showing her soft skin. She could see the way he was looking at her and felt the warmth of their mutual attraction for one another.

“Mmmmm, baby, I need coffee!” Anya exclaimed.

“Oh yes, so do I babe.” Daz replied and offered to make the pair a hot drink but Anya shook her head and said that she would make it.

Anya rose from the bed naked before putting on an oversize shirt, smiling at her man and disappearing out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen.

As she entered the kitchen, the low sunrise blasted through the window, lighting her up as she walked towards the coffee machine. Anya grabbed 2 mugs and started preparing the drinks. The machine was grinding the coffee she moved to the lounge to look out of the window towards the lake.

As she gazed out of the window she could see movement in the lake. It was around 50 feet from the shoreline. A bubbling, swirling in the water, it was mesmerizing. Anya stared intently and she could start to make out the glimmering, shimmering light again. It sent sparks straight to the most sensual places on her body and her reaction was to slide her hand across her waist and immediately down to her clit. All she could do was stare at the lake and massage her clit so perfectly.

The coffee machine whirred and rocked in the background as it made the coffee. Anya stood, staring out of the window, hypnotized by the movement in the lake. The sensual, erotic, arousing movement as her fingers danced across her swollen, soaking clit.

Her movement quickened as she was being controlled by the lake. Sending her signals, messages to pleasure herself, how good it felt. Then sending her the vision of her in the lake, with the thing swimming by her, brushing her skin, legs, feet, intensifying with every touch until she would succumb to the lake induced orgasm. It crashed through her so perfectly, making her whole body light up, she felt like she was floating as the waves, pulses, bullets of pleasure hit her.

When it had eventually died down she slowed her touch and withdrew her fingers. Glistening with her liquid she raised her fingers to her lips and slid them inside her mouth, taking in every last drop.

“Wow! Um, I made the coffee.” Daz leaned against in the doorway in awe of the vision before him, coffee in hand.

“You liked that?” She replied smiling. That was her natural reaction. Inside she was so embarrassed but outside she was oozing sexuality, Anya liked that side of her.

“You standing in the lounge doing that? It was amazing, you look incredible” He grinned.

“Its what I do first thing.” She joked as she turned to look out of the window again, trying to hide her lust for whatever controlled her for the last 5 minutes. The swirling, glowing bubbling part of the lake was gone, once again, the water was still.

“Same time tomorrow then?” He smiled back and handed Anya her coffee as she walked towards him.

Anya was burning inside with a lust she had never felt before. Why was she feeling like this? Why was she obsessed with the lake? what was in that lake? Her inquisitive mind wanted to find out but her sensible mind took over and she reminded herself of what Daz had said; “Just go with it!” It was becoming her mantra!

“So, what do you want to do today?” Anya asked as they both entered the kitchen.

“Well, I have a shift at the bar later but we have the day to spend around the village if you’d like?” Daz replied.

“Ok, lets freshen up and we can go get breakfast?” Anya decided and Daz agreed with a grin and a nod.

When they had finished their coffee, Anya disappeared to the bathroom and showered. The water was hot as she stood under the jets raining down on her. Again the feelings returned and she immediately felt turned on. Anya’s hands started to slide over her breasts, across her solid nipples and her eyes closed. She exhaled a long, heavy breath as the tingle started in her stomach.

At that moment, Daz tapped on the door. Anya gasped, her body throbbing, aching with lust.

“Babe, do you want another coffee?” He asked from behind the door.

“Um, yes please, I would love that.” She replied. This brought Anya to her senses and she resisted with everything she had, the urge to touch herself, to orgasm once more. After washing her body she stepped out, her being still reeling from the feelings of pleasure. She desperately wanted to give her body what it craved but she had to stop this. She was turning to a sex crazed nymphomaniac!

Anya walked to the bedroom with a towel around her. She opened her wardrobe and chose an outfit to wear for the day. It was now starting to become overcast and Anya chose jeans and a T-shirt before laying them on the bed.

Her gaze went to the window. As she looked out there was the swirling, glowing, bubbling area of the lake in front of her. She gasped as the feelings returned and immediately turned her head away, closing her eyes.

When she looked again, it had disappeared, the lake was still.

“What the fuck is happening to me?” She asked herself as she sat on the edge of the bed.

After dressing and Daz had showered, the pair finished their coffee and headed out. It was still overcast and it would start to rain soon so Anya grabbed her coat.

They headed for Daz’s house so he could change into fresh clothes and grab his raincoat. His house was set back from the lake, other identical houses surrounded it so there was no view of the lake. In her mind Anya was frustrated by this but did not understand why.

It was a small house, tidy but cozy.

“OK, make yourself at home, give me 10 minutes.” Daz said as he leaned over and kissed Anya.

She smiled and nodded as he disappeared to change clothes. Anya looked around. There were paintings on the walls, they looked like they were of the village until Anya discovered a painting of the lake. It was mesmerizing, it drew Anya in. Once it had tempted her, Anya saw the painting start to come to life, the image started to move.

The painting was of the jetty stretching out into the lake. The ripples of the water in the painting started to move. Then the image of someone walking to the end of the jetty, just like she had on her first day here. The figure stepped off the end of the jetty and at that point Daz returned.

“Ready?” He said grabbing his coat, “Anya, you ok?” He continued.

Anya snapped out of her trance.

“Yeah, ur, yeah I’m good. Actually, do you know who painted all these?” She asked as she pointed to the paintings all over the walls.

“Um, yeah, they were painted by a good friend. They, um, left the village about a year ago, left the paintings with me.” He replied in a more somber mood.

“C’mon, lets go.” He said as he opened the front door. Anya quietly left the house and the pair walked back into the village.

The day was spent wandering, hugging, kissing. Hey walked up into the woods on the hillside as the rain started and they found a sheltered spot.

“My feet are wet!” Anya announced as they looked out over the village and the lake. It was misty from the rain, which wasn’t heavy, it was more of a fine, cloudy rain that causes a haze.

Daz smiled.

“Mmmmmm I love a wet foot.” He laughed.

Anya lifted up her foot and pulled off her shoe to shoe him her sole. She bit her bottom lip as she smiled a mischievous, naughty smile. She loved the feeling of teasing him with what he craved.

Daz immediately reached down to run his hand over her smooth, damp sole. Her skin was incredibly soft.

“Mmmmm, it feels perfect.” He told her as he leaned in for a passionate kiss.

Anya pulled away.

“Ooh, hang on, I will lose my balance.” She laughed as she scrambled her shoe back on before she fell.

“Come here.” He said once the shoe had been secured on her foot and they kissed a deep, passionate kiss.

As a faint rumble of thunder echoed all around them, they broke their kiss.

“Can we go down to the lakeside?” Anya whispered, their faces inches from each other as she looked deep into his eyes.

“Yeah, ok.” He replied, obviously in a reluctant tone but Anya hadn’t been able to get the thought of sitting by the lake out of her head all day.

Excitedly she grabbed his hand and pulled him back onto the path heading down the hill to the village.

As they walked to the village, the thunderstorm had moved closer. There were sporadic flashes of bright white lightning and rumbles a few seconds later. As they reached the lakeside Anya felt disappointed that she couldn’t see across the lake because of the mist caused by the rain.

Her gaze found the jetty and she jumped right back to the painting at Daz’s house. She stared at the jetty for a few seconds, thinking of the painting. Daz stood watching her. He was fidgety, on edge.

“Babe, I have to start my shift soon. Be careful and go home won’t you.” He said hesitantly.

“You ok? You seem on edge, whats wrong babe?” She asked him.

“Um, nothing, I, just, don’t like the thunder and lightning.” He lied.

“Ah, my baby is still frightened of the thunder and lightning?” She replied in a playful, child like tone.

“Ha, yeah, that’s it, sorry.” He said awkwardly. He didn’t want her here, he wanted to take her away, to safety. She had already experienced the lake, and she liked it. Was she strong enough? He couldn’t leave her here to go to work.

“Come on, lets go out on the jetty.” Anya said with a smile and started walking onto the wooden structure.

“Anya, no, come back, please.” Daz pleaded as he started to follow her.

As the shore under the jetty disappeared and there was only water, Anya started to see the shimmering in the lake once more and smiled as she felt her arousal grow.

“Look, can you see that?” She said as she pointed to the shimmering.

“No, I can’t. Anya please, come back here. Its not safe.” He pleaded once more but Anya didn’t hear any of that.

Anya then stopped, stood still, silent, staring out into the fast expanse of calm water. Her shoulder slouched. Daz could hear an exhale of breath. Through the wooden slats in the jetty, two thin, dark grey tendrils appeared between her feet. Daz’s mouth opened in shock, he froze. Anya slowly turned to face him. Her mouth slightly open, eyes closed.

The 2 shiny tendrils then curled around the side of her shoes and slid in, around the arches of her feet. Anya moaned, Daz was frozen in awe. His will broken by seeing those 2 things sliding into her shoes.

Anya then flicked off her shoes, showing her perfect bare feet. Daz found Anya’s feet extremely pretty, but looking down, he noticed that at some point she had painted her nails black, this sent another level of arousal through him but as she scrunched her toes in obviously pleasure, the feeling of intense jealousy and feeling of loss washed over him.

Then Anya’s head started to swing and move hypnotically and her hands slowly rose to the zip on her coat before pulling it down and letting it slip off of her arms onto the floor.

Anya was mesmerized, the feeling of utter relaxation and pleasure was sweeping her body. The tendrils danced over the skin of her soft feet and the shower if beautiful sparks shot all over her. It was the perfect feeling. She no longer thought of why she came here, she just wanted the pleasure. Subliminally, she was being told to remove her shoes, so she did. To remove her coat, so she did, to remove her top…….

Daz watched Anya succumb to the tendrils before noticing a bigger, thicker tentacle emerge from the water with a gurgling, moaning sound.

“Not again!” Daz shouted and reached out to grab Anya’s wrist. He pulled her away and turned, holding her arm to run towards the lakeshore.

Anya felt a jolt and sprung out of her erotic trance.

“No, Daz, wait. It so good, I feel so good.” She said as the pair ran.

Anya turned to see if it was following her. Her heart sank when she realized it wasn’t but watched as the tendrils and thicker tentacle pulled her shoes and her coat into the lake and disappeared back through the wooden slats.

Daz and Anya reached the shoreline, both breathing heavily.

“I can’t let anything happen to you Anya” He looked into her eyes.

“Um, what do you mean? What’s going on?” She replied, confused, groggy, still somewhat aroused.

“That thing that was attacking you. It wants to turn you, wants to penetrate your mind, and somewhere else. It will make you feel amazing. Make you its slave, it will have you when it wants you.” He explained.

Anya smiled, almost giggled.

“What’s not to like about that Daz?” She half joked back. That thought did seem very appealing right now.

“Babe, I am not joking.” He replied sternly. Anya had to suppress her smile.

The pair walked briskly back to Anya’s house. Her barefeet felt surprisingly comfortable on the rain soaked path.

“Baby, I’ve lost a pair of shoes and a coat!” Anya remarked.

“I’m glad that’s all you have lost babe.” Daz replied concerned.

“How do you know so much about the things in the lake?” She asked him

“Because it happened to me before. Well, not me, but my last girlfriend. She was experiencing the same as you but I couldn’t save her.” He explained.

“Oh no, what happened to her?” Anya enquired.

“Honestly, I don’t know. She was in the village for a while, I saw her every day, but it was not her. Then she left, I think.” He continued.

“That won’t happen to me baby, don’t worry.” Anya reassured him as they reached her house.

“Go inside, dry off, grab a shower. Lock the door. OK? I need to get to work baby.” Daz held her and said. When she nodded in agreement he pulled their wet body’s together and held her tight.

She immediately wrapped her arms around him. This was a wake up call that she needed to snap her out of this spiralling situation.

“I gotta go, bye baby.” Daz said as he turned and left her. She opened up her door and walked inside.

Heading straight for the bathroom, she took off her soaking wet clothes and started the shower. It wasn’t long before the bathroom was full of hot steam and Anya closed the door.

As she slipped her naked body into the hot spray, she was immediately taken back to the feeling she had on the jetty. She looked down at her black toed feet and remembered the tendrils dancing across them, sending sparks across her body.

Her eyes closed as her hands started sliding over her body. One hand cupped her breast and her fingers caressed her already hard nipple. The other hand slid over her stomach and down to her pussy. Her finger slipped between her lips and found her clit. It was like a shock of pleasure through her. So much that her legs nearly buckled.

“Fuck, this is so wrong. I shouldn’t be doing this” She whispered to herself.

“But it can’t hurt if its just my thoughts right?” She tried to get justification from herself.

She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. The tendrils were still there, now wrapping themselves around her calves. Her mind then drifted to the bigger, thicker tentacle that appeared and she imagined what that was going to do.

Anya’s mind raced at a million miles an hour as all thoughts of the tentacle fucking her consumed her mind. Her imagination made that thing fill her, slide so effortlessly in and out of her before making her cum so hard that she did, finally collapse in the shower. Anya’s moans were loud, so erotic as she sat on the floor of the shower, hand still between her legs, trying to catch her breath, her breathing so heavy. It was becoming more and more intense.

After around 5 minutes of Anya trying to compose herself in the shower she emerged clean and feeling amazing. She wrapped the towel around her and walked out of the bathroom and across to her bedroom.

As she looked out of the slightly open window, Anya could see that the view of the lake was still misted by the rain that was falling, she couldn’t see past the shoreline so turned to her bed.

Anya’s towel dropped to the floor and she crawled onto her bed before collapsing onto her stomach. One leg was bent at the knee, her other foot hanging off the side of the bed, her perfect sole facing up.

Her naked body relaxed as she fell into a deep, deep sleep.

As Anya’s naked, sleeping body lay face down and exposed on the bed, the familiar mist drifted gently through the slightly open bedroom window. It glided over her skin, producing goosebumps from her toes to her head. Her resting body shuffled as she sighed in her sleep.

Anya found herself running through a cave system before she emerged into a large chamber. She gasped as she saw moving shadows reflected on the walls. There was a pool of liquid in the centre of the chamber. The space was dimly lit with the naked flame of torches attached to the walls. She could here mumbling, deep mumbling vibrating through the chamber floor and up her legs, a wet, slapping, writhing sound coming from the other side of the pool.

She took a step forward to see what the shadows were. As she had just about peered around the rock she caught a glimpse before two bright red eyes bored deep into her eyes. The feeling was relaxing, calming, arousing, good.

Anya was caught in the burning gaze of a creature that finally had her to itself. Her trance was beautiful to her. So relaxing, so arousing.

She felt compelled to start walking toward the red eyes that controlled her. She was told that she would feel much better if she undressed, so with every step, she removed her clothing until she was completely naked and exposed in front of this being. It felt good. She felt a trickle run down her thigh confirming her heightened arousal from this hypnotic trance.

When she had reached the creature, she was commanded to step on a platform next to the pool. Without hesitation, she willingly stepped on to the platform. It was a frame that spanned 4 feet across and only 1 foot deep.

Anya was told to lift her arms. When she did her wrists were shackled to the frame above her head. The creature also suggested that she spread her legs. Once again, Anya willingly obliged. Shackles were also applied to her ankles.

Once secure, the platform was raised up and out into the pool. It rested in the centre of the pool, hovering about 2 feet from the surface of the water.

Anya felt so good as the water in the pool started to bubble and ripple before 2 tentacles emerged and writhed around her.

It edged toward her feet. She could feel it touch the platform, rather clumsily, laboured but intent on securing its prey.

Closer and closer the tentacles came to her toes, inching towards Anya’s perfect feet.

As it touched her toes, a massive spark of pleasure crashed through her body.

Overwhelmingly aroused, Anya woke with a shock. She had turned onto her back while sleeping and as she shot up, her naked body was greeted with a clear blue sky and the morning sun illuminating the still water of the lake.

The dream rang in her mind over and over for a while until she threw an oversized T-shirt on and went to the kitchen to make coffee.

As the events of the last few days, mixed with the dream she had, came thundering into her mind, Anya became overwhelmed and tears started to form in her eyes.

“What Is happening to me? Why am I feeling like this?” She shouted in frustration as the coffee machine grinded and slurped in the background.

She leaned against the worktop before sliding slowly down the cupboard doors onto the kitchen floor. Her emotions in overdrive but she had still woken feeling so turned on.

After a few minutes, Anya composed herself enough to make her coffee. She took her mug and flopped down onto the sofa in the lounge.

The coffee was good, strong coffee with lots of milk and the steam rose from the mug as Anya’s hands wrapped around it.

As she had nearly reached the bottom of her drink, there was a faint knock at the door. She placed her mug on the table and went to the front door to see who it was.

As she opened the door, Kerry stood on the other side.

“Hey Anya, Sorry, this must be a surprise.” Kerry laughed nervously. “So, Daz has had to go out of town this morning, bit of an emergency, so he asked me if I would keep you company today.” Kerry’s nervousness turned to a beaming smile.

“Um, yeah, I guess.” Anya replied. “Where has Daz gone?” She continued.

“No idea, just had to go out of town. So, we good?” Kerry beamed.

“Yeah, yeah of course, sorry, what am I thinking, come in.” Anya replied and the two girls went back inside.

“Do you want coffee?” Anya asked.

“Um, no thanks. I thought we could go out, walk in the village? I have a boat, we could go out onto the lake?” Kerry replied.

Anya’s defenses rose immediately and became instantly alert.

“But, its bad out there, Daz told me what was in the lake.” She replied.

“Is that what he told you? He has had this obsession for years. Ever since his ex left him for someone else. He convinced himself that there was something out there instead of dealing with it. Its not real!” She explained.

“But, I was out, on the jetty, last night, those tentacle things. I’ve had visions, things happen to me.” Anya responded.

“Mmmm visions? Things happen? Sounds sexy, wanna tell?” Kerry smiled.

“I’m not like that Kerry.” Anya replied with a smile.

“Look, its probably the complete change of living somewhere new that has awakened feelings in you. The things on the jetty was probably reeds or seaweed or something. Its all cool, c’mon, lets go have some fun.” Kerry reassured Anya.

“OK, deal, let me get dressed and I will be ready.” Anya smiled and ran off to get dressed.

It was a warm, sunny day. Anya decided she would wear shorts with a t-shirt. She donned another pair of canvas shoes as she remembered losing hers last night. Her body started to tingle once more.

Appearing into the lounge, Anya smiled.

“Ta da!” She announced.

“Lookin good babe.” Kerry responded. Anya couldn’t deny that comment made her feel good.

“You have a really nice place here.” Kerry continued.

“Ah thanks, there’s still loads to do but I will get there, it will be really good.” Anya explained.

“OK, lets go!” Kerry exclaimed and the pair headed out.

Kerry started leading them away from the village, they walked up along the road and then turned left to head to the shoreline.

The sun was hot today and the girls headed down to the bank of the lake laughing and joking as they walked towards a small shed on the edge of the water.

When they entered the shed, there was a small, wodden boat, it was a faded yellow colour with the number 34 on the side. One side of he shed opened out onto the lake.

The girls both jumped into the boat and Kerry started the small, outboard motor that was attached to the back of the boat.

“So, is this your boat?” Anya asked Kerry.

“Well, its my father’s, I use it all the time when I want to go out onto the lake.” Kerry replied as the boat left the shed and headed out onto the calm, still lake.

The cool breeze was welcome relief as it eased the heat from the sun. As the boat moved further into the lake, Anya realized the true scale of how big the lake was compared to the tiny village on the north bank.

“SO, do you have any idea where we are going?” Anya asked Kerry. Kerry smiled.

“Oh yes, I am going to a really special place.” She replied. “I first went there when I was 18, it was magical.” She continued.

Anya smiled back and looked around the lake. They were approaching a break in the trees on the opposite shore. It appeared to be the entrance to something. Anya turned back to Kerry.

“You’ll love it babe.” Kerry smiled.

As the boat slowly crept towards the shore, it was clear that this was the entrance to a cave in the side of the hill. It looked dark and Anya was starting to become anxious. Daz wasn’t here, she needed him right now to say everything is ok, take her away from here.

The boat descended into darkness as the sound of the motor grew loud in the tunnel. As their eyes adjusted to the darkness, Anya started to make out sandy ground and Kerry headed the boat for that spot until it hit sand and stopped.

“This is our stop, everyone out.” Kerry said.

Anya hesitantly stepped out of the boat and onto the soft sand. It was warm, she could feel the warmth through the soles of her shoes. Kerry grabbed her hand and lead her into the rocky corridor.

“C’mon, its all ok, I want to show you something.” Kerry said.

The girls headed deep into the hill, the tunnels were dimly lit with flames from torches on the walls. Anya started to feel a familiarity about this.

Then Anya had an idea, she was going to call him.

“Please have signal, please have signal” She whispered as she scrambled for her phone.

The call started to ring, but, she could hear Daz’s phone ringing.

Slowly, Kerry took it out of her pocket and smiled.

“Oops!” She grinned as Anya’s heart sank.

“What have you done to him?” She asked angrily.

“Oh nothing, chill out hun, I just borrowed his phone for a while. Its all going to be ok, you will see shortly.” She continued and started walking again, not letting go of Anya’s hand.

They eventually entered a bigger area, like the chamber that she could vaguely remember in her dream. Anya could only find snippets of her dream in her mind as it had faded from this morning but she definitely remembered this.

“Come, follow me, you will feel amazing in a few seconds.” Kerry beamed.

Kerry lead her out into the chamber, there was a pool in the middle, about 10 feet across, who knew how deep.

“What do you mean I will fee…..” Anya tailed off as she looked up and the red eyes hit her square in the face.

“Ha, it worked! I got you here. They have waited so long for you.” Kerry laughed with joy. Anya could hear her, she had been deceived but that didn’t matter any more. This felt amazing!

Anya’s mind was being tapped into. The creature was diving deep into her mind and Anya embraced it wholly. She felt so relaxed, so warm. Her nipples were starting to firm up.

Some of her rational mind was still screaming out for Daz. It told Anya to run, she tried, but she couldn’t move. Then an overwhelming sense of not wanting to move flushed over her. No, this was fine, being here was just fine.

Anya then felt communication with the beast, it had tapped into her. She could hear a warm voice that stirred something inside her. Anya’s arousal was now undeniable to her. It suggested that maybe she would feel the warmth and the embrace more if she removed her shoes. Without hesitation, Anya put the toes of one shoe behind the other heel and pulled off the shoe. She mirrored the action on the other foot. Revealing her perfectly pedicured feet, soft as they sank slightly in the warm sand.

The voice was so persuasive, so easy to obey. When it advised her that pleasure would be intensified by removing her remaining clothes, Anya lifted her t-shirt off over her head and slid her shorts down to her ankles with her panties. Her bra was unbuttoned from the front and dropped into the sand with her other clothes.

Kerry stood in awe of Anya as her naked body was exposed to the chamber. She was getting turned on by the site of Anya being controlled by the creature, just like she had a few years earlier. Her reward would not be far away. Kerry was commanded to walk to another tunnel on the opposite side of the chamber. It was only when she disappeared out of sight that the creature could continue to corrupt Anya.

“I, can’t, I, I, ca….” Anya murmured pleadingly until she was stopped by the creature. It told her that she can and she will. It felt so good to listen. Every word sent pleasure through her, pleasure she couldn’t resist. It had got her!

The creature told Anya to walk toward the pool. The sand was warm under her soft soles. It felt good between her toes. It tingled on her sensitive skin as she walked forward.

The glooping, wet sounds that filled the chamber get louder as she approached the side of the pool. The water was murky, like a grey colour, dense, not like water, thicker. Anya could now feel the warmth from this pool.

Sounds of Kerry’s ultimate pleasure echoed through the tunnels and rang in Anya’s ears. It was erotic, sent her arousal a little higher.

Anya’s breath was starting to get heavier as the warm, arousing tingles turned her on further. She would do anything for this beast right now.

With that, it instructed her to stand on the platform. Now her dream was becoming a reality, it was starting to come back to her. It felt good in her dream but this was a completely new level. Her skin, her whole body was on fire, lit up by this mesmerizing creature.

When she had stepped onto the framed platform, her wrist and ankles were shackled and she was lifted up into the centre of the pool.

Sure enough and true to her dream, the liquid beneath her feet started to bubble, fizz, gurgle. She realized that she was giving herself to this thing. Was it the culmination of everything she had felt over the last few days? Was it her destiny? It felt so good.

The voice kept talking to her, relaxing her, encouraging her. It was nice to listen to. In fact, she couldn’t get enough of it.

The tentacles emerged from the liquid and grabbed the platform, close to Anya’s feet. It started to pull the platform down towards the pool. Anya felt the tension of the platform.

The voice was still talking in Anya’s mind.

“Give yourself to me Anya, be mine.” It buried into her mind.

“Uh huh, um, yeah, yes ok.” Anya was now at a state of arousal she had not felt before. Her whole body felt so good, tingling, turned on.

When her feet touched the liquid she felt the warmth, the embrace of the thick fluid. As her perfect feet disappeared under the surface, something immediately touched them, released them from her shackles and beautifully wrapped themselves around her ankle and through the arch of each foot. Holding firmly, but so gently. Anya released a soft, sensual moan.

“Where the fuck is it? I had it here, I was talking to Kerry and went over to hang up my coat and now I can’t find it!” Daz panicked as he needed to message Anya and couldn’t locate his phone.

Everyone stood confused as he ransacked the coffee shop looking for his phone.

“I have no idea where its gone. I need to see Anya, can you keep an eye out for it?” He asked Toby who was working at the coffee shop. Toby nodded and Daz ran out of the door.

Heading up to Anya’s house, Daz thought she may have been concerned as he hadn’t contacted her this morning. As he approached the front door, breathing heavily from his rush to get to her, he saw the bedroom window was slightly open. She must still be in bed. His heart skipped a beat at that thought.

Daz tapped on the front door and waited. There was no answer so he knocked harder. Still no answer. He took a step back and shouted Anya’s name up at the window. Still nothing.

Daz then leaned across to see if he could see her in the living room through the window. Nothing, the house was empty.

“She must be in the village somewhere.” He muttered to himself and decided to head back to see if he could find her.

Anya’s feet started to tingle. It felt nice. The deep, sensual, arousing voice was still controlling her thoughts, suggesting that enjoying these feelings was her destiny. Pumping her mind with erotic thoughts that electrified her body.

At the whim of this creature, Anya’s body writhed and oozed so much sensuality as her sweat covered skin glistened in the dim light. The platform slowly lowered, carrying Anya’s electrified body with it, disappearing beneath the surface of the liquid.

As her legs slowly disappeared into the liquid, Anya felt the tentacle rise across her shins, around her knees but never breaking the surface. It felt so erotic to her. The voice encouraging her to focus on how the tentacles felt on her skin, how they would send signals of arousal all over her body. Anya loved the voice, she couldn’t stop listening, doing what it wanted. Felt good to………obey.

The voice worked on Anya’s mind as she spiraled into its erotic, sensual, fulfilling world. Changing her whole mind to follow the creature, want the creature, serve it. All done through its overwhelming power to make her feel sexy, turned on, addicted to the sensations, wanting more, doing anything to feel like this. Her body flexed and rippled as her moans started to increase.

Anya’s thighs slowly disappeared under the surface with the tentacles covering her skin. Her pussy was slowly moving down to the surface. She could feel the heat and immediately she could feel her clit swell. Her whole pussy was engorged with sex.

When it eventually touched the liquid a shiver thundered through Anya’s body and she released a groan, not a moan, it was broken. It felt amazing.

Moving over her waist, her hips. She could feel the frenzied tentacles around her aching sex, flicking her skin, sliding across her ass cheeks. It was playing with her.

There was still a faint voice in the back of her head that was begging with her to struggle free, to flee out of this chamber, she could jump in the boat and go home, back to Daz’s arms.

But that faint voice she decided was her enemy that was trying to stop her enjoying this.

“Just go with it.” Rang in her mind. Was it her voice saying this or the creature’s?

The liquid covered her stomach before the descent stopped just below her pert, hard breasts. Her body felt good, fantastic.

Anya looked down at the liquid and saw ripples in the surface before 2 dark grey tentacles popped out of the surface and wrapped around her nipples. Anya let out a sensual moan as her body partially relaxed, her head fell back, the feeling was amazing.

The voice was still talking to her;

“Are you ready Anya? This is when you come alive, join us, enjoy all the pleasures.” It whispered in her mind.

Suddenly, Anya felt resistance.

“No, I, I, don’t think i….” Her voice rapidly replaced by a moan of beautiful pleasure as another shudder of electricity coursed through her.

Daz searched the village, asking everyone he knew if they had seen Anya. The dread washing over him that she had finally been consumed by this unseen evil that had so cruelly taken his previous love.

As he headed back to the coffee shop, people were milling around, totally oblivious to his plight. The longer it went, the more dread he felt.

Daz entered the coffee shop.

“Hey, Toby, any sign of my phone?” He said across the countertop. Toby shook his head apologetically.

“You won’t find her you know.” A voice announced, soft, calm.

Daz turned around. It was Kerry’s mother.

“What?” her replied.

“She has gone with Kerry. Apparently they are spending the day together. Kerry said she would probably take her out of the village, see the countryside.” The woman continued.

Daz had a massive sigh of relief.

“Ah shit, I was so worried. She’s with Kerry, good. I can calm down. Still need to find my phone though. Where have I left it?” The relief evident on his face as his heart rate started to slow.

“I know I definitely had it here.” He continued to himself.

“She’ll be ok with Kerry Daz. You know that.” The woman smiled and continued supping her coffee.

Anya’s body was on fire, she had never felt this good, this aroused, both in body and mind. The feelings coursing through her felt permanent, almost as if she couldn’t imagine how she felt before being here.

Her wrists were unshackled and they fell straight into the liquid. The tentacles lapping at her skin, her juices mixing with the fluid in the pool, fizzing, making her glow.

Tentacles were all over her body, she felt them wrap around her thigh and up around her stomach. Another slid slowly from the top of her ass, all the way up the centre of her back before gently wrapping itself around her neck, gripping, pulsing on her delicate skin.

Anya’s moans were filling the chamber, echoing, vibrating off the walls, all being absorbed by the creature. It had her exactly where it wanted her.

“Now is the time Anya, Its going to happen now, are you ready for it?” It sensually whispered to her mind.

“Ah yes.” Anya moaned.

The tentacles that bonded her all started to move across her skin, pulse, slither. Two tentacles prodded her thigh. Her inner thigh.

Anya gasped.

“Oh shit, oh shit. I’m losing control.” She moaned.

One of the tentacles moved across the top of her legs, edged down toward her labia and pushed between her lips. The electricity shot straight into her swollen, submerged clit and rippled out across her body.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. Oh I’m cumming!” Anya screamed out as her body immediately responded to the tentacles by grinding, twitching, pulsing as the orgasm ripped through her. The release was phenomenal.

As Anya’s orgasm continued to relentlessly consume her body, the other tentacle slid deliciously into her twitching, pulsing, contracting entrance. Anya’s back arched, her pleasure level went up and her orgasm became even more intense. Pushing down on the tentacle, Anya felt it deep, deep inside her. Wriggling, writhing, finding every sensitive spot that she wanted it to find.

She then lowered herself down. The liquid now covered her up to her shoulders as so many tentacles ravaged her body beneath the surface. The voice still prominent in her mind.

“This is why you came here Anya.” It whispered seductively.

“Yes, yes, I knew this was what I wanted.” She moaned out, her body moving to the rhythm of her pulsing orgasm.

Anya now had tentacles inside her, nuzzling at her clit, caressing her nipples. Then one appeared out of the liquid in front of her. The voice came again.

“To be with me you need to take this Anya, take it, take it in.” It suggested.

Anya opened her eyes, the tentacle hovered over her. Looking up, orgasm pulsing through her, she reached up with both hands and held it. A smile appeared on her face as she brought it near. It touched her perfect, soft lips before she opened them and slid it into her mouth. She could feel it fizzing, pulsing on her tongue before it completely took over. Anya could feel something immediately slide down her throat. She swallowed and the nectar slid down. Her eyes rolled and she started to suck as the fluid took over her mind and body.

Anya was being fucked to oblivion by this creature that wanted to consume her. It also realized that this one was special, it was making it feel alive, she was giving it as much pleasure as it was dealing out to her. It wanted to give her more as it reprogrammed her.

This helpless girl was at the mercy of this creature and she was totally consensual with it. Then she felt another tentacle, brushing her as cheek. The sparks started again. The sense of orgasm never diminished but it couldn’t go any higher could it?

It circled her skin as she obediently sucked on the tentacle in her mouth, fluid overflowing from her lips, down her neck and back into liquid. It pushed against her, gently, she clenched her ass but that intensified her permanent orgasm, how much more could she take?

She couldn’t hold it any longer, her muscles quivered as her ass relaxed and the tentacle more than took its opportunity and slid easily into her.

Anya’s body spasmed as the next level of pleasure exploded into her and the rhythm of the tentacles started to become mesmeric. As one entered her, the other withdrew, alternating their thrust. Her nipples were on fire as the tendrils were flicking, sucking on them and the tentacle in her mouth was making her at one with the creature.

The creature held Anya in this blissful state for more than an hour before her conversion was complete. She rose from the pool, fulfilled, contented and eager to please the creature.

Daz tried to busy himself all afternoon at home and around the village. Occasionally walking up to Anya’s house to see if the girls had returned. It was now starting to get dark. He knew she would be safe with Kerry but still just wanted to see her, to hold her, feel her and kiss her.

As the sun disappeared behind the hills on the far side of the lake, Daz sat outside the bar with a bottle of beer when Kerry appeared.

“Kerry, where’s Anya? Did you have a good day?” He said excitedly.

“Oh yeah, we had the absolute best day,” Kerry beamed, “She is back home now. I would go see her if I were you.” She winked as she walked straight past his table smirking.

Daz leapt up, leaving her bottle, half empty, on the table and rushed up the road to Anya’s house.

As he approached, he saw the bedroom light on and immediately fantasised about Anya with a towel around her, body wet. His arousal building.

When he knocked on the door he could hear her moving around, she approached the door and slowly opened it.

“Hey.” He said excitedly.

“Oh, hey babe.” Anya replied, reserved. She opened the door and beckoned him inside, biting her bottom lip.

“You ok? How was your day out with Kerry?” Daz asked.

“Yeah, Daz, about that. Um, Kerry asked me to give you this.” Anya produced his phone and a wave of dread drained his body of all feeling. She then produced that same smile. The beaming smile, the smile that had fallen across his previous love’s face when she had been captured, corrupted, enslaved, completely taken!

The End.