(The following was recorded in a distressing state of panic… Looking back this is kind of hilarious to read)
Just last night I had a very real experience that amazed even me. This wasn’t a dream, this was while half asleep. I could feel her move onto my bed and feel here, doing her thing… And it was amazingly good, I felt adored I felt like a king.
But when I tried to move my leg a little, I felt stuck and immediately knew that I was in a paralysed state… This was fine, I was in no panic and just had to go with the flow. But then she started to show herself or I could see her appear on top of me and then the room started to warp. I was going into a dream while seeing it happen, and man was it trippy, like no black out and pop back in, just me laying down having great spirit sex seeing everything happen.
She froze, completely stopped and look down at me with a distressing face… I said “What? If I’m changing into some black thing don’t worry I’m fine and so are you”.
To my right, the Codedman in all of his glory, standing with a pile of mutilated bodies behind him performing the 3 fingered salute with his right hand and holding half of a woman by the foot with his left hand.
I could smell the rotting flesh around me and the succubus on top of me held her head and twisted it around, taking her own life as she witnessed brutal horror and did not wish to facedeath at the hands of one of these things… I was left in a paralyses state, in the form of the Codedman, not being able to get out of the dream for what felt like the whole night, with a dead succubus on top of my and the Codedman asking me about my day. But wait what?
Did I really kill a succubus? This has happened before but not while being pleasured, I wasn’t even under attack or in any danger. It was just for shits and jiggles by the looks of it for the Codedmonster.
But what was weird is that I was also in the form of the Codedman, it was like another entity at my side took my form or replicating it. But looking back at it in the landscape behind him there were many more black figures, some had flags with a symbolic faceless humanoid on each of them. It was like they were hunting her, using me for bait.
There are many questions to be answered but I feel tricked and ashamed of what I have become. Even if you don’t believe in spirits or ghosts or anything supernatural, its the thought of it that still counts. To those who are in relationships with succubi or other sex spirits, don’t even think about these voided beings. Don’t even think of them, un-follow me if you value the one you care about. Because who knows why I started blogging in the first place. What if the things about the Codedman I blog were meant to infect your minds. It does so to friends and to people who I hardly knew. In the real world I’m just a man who works in an office and loves a bit of fun with his mates, but in my mind I am one of these beings. A cold void of any empathy entity. Did I create this? Was I chosen? Fuck knows!
Hell I might be over reacting but with good reason. I think I’m done with this infectious disease I can only apologise if one of these things has entered your mind already. I don’t know how to stop something that overpowers even demons without any effort, I’ll just keep my distance from spiritual beings…
And most likely stop blogging about this rubbish and try to forget about it. Again, sorry.