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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, April 11, 2016

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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: darkandd.txt
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story_codes: MM/g(3), toddler, supernatural, cons

story_intro: A creature of eternal night, a killer without remorse, a nightmare come to life - this is Dark. And he just found a fun little playmate.


story_language: English




Dark and Delia

Written by madvlad


(This is a sequel to the story, "Dark".)

	Someone was in a cave. Dark sensed her from far, far deeply in the winding catacombs that nature had tunneled under and around the south end of Lake Grenville. He approached, prepared to end her life and consign her remains to the depths if needed.

	As he got closer, the female gave no indication of anything furtive, of doing something she shouldn't be. She was near the mouth of the cave and Dark finally spotted her in the streaming daylight (not that he needed light to see). The female was an adult. Long red hair shimmered where it flowed from beneath a floppy bush hat and she hummed a song Dark didn't know (actually, he didn't know any songs) while she fiddled with some strange device.

	This cave's entrance was fenced off like many of the others. But this one also had a gate that was normally padlocked. Right now, the door was open and the woman seemed at ease while she worked. Dark didn't feel any rage at this intrusion and simply watched.

	"Melissa?"

	Dark started at the voice. It was another female adult, calling from outside of the cave. In the open day, Dark could not sense people.

	"In here, Francie," the red-haired woman called. "I'm just finishing up with the bat sensor."

	"The bat sensor in the bat cave," Francie said dramatically. "Holy Research Grant, Batman."

	"Ha ha," Melissa said, wiping her knees as she stood.

	She and Francie had recently moved into the forestry research center nearby. They were caretakers and scientists and looked forward to spending some years in the scenic Lake Grenville area. The only cloud was the recent disappearance of six young adults who apparently partied and disappeared in one of the caves.

	Both women knew enough not to go exploring without proper equipment and back-up. Melissa was only inside this cave entrance to set up sensors to track bat movements within the largely unmapped maze of caves in this area. There was some thought about tagging bats so they could be tracked, letting the animals do much of the mapping. But the how's and the money, not to mention the practicality of it, kept that idea in the trash.

	Melissa left the cave and locked the gate, double-checking the lock was secure. Dark ventured closer to the fence when he heard a third voice.

	"Mommy!"

	A third female scampered into view. This one was much smaller and had hair that matched Melissa's. Clutched in one chubby little hand was a large maple leaf.

	"Look, Mommy! A leaf!"

	Melissa scooped up the little girl and admired the find.

	"That's a very pretty leaf, Delia."

	"It's for you!" Delia said, pushing the leaf in her mother's face.

	Melissa shifted her daughter on her arm, rebalancing her. Delia had just turned three and had been out of diapers for about six months now. Without the extra padding, her daughter's rump didn't sit quite the same way and Melissa still found herself having to adjust how she carried the girl.

	Francie slung Melissa's pack over one shoulder and together they hiked toward their cabin.

	From the cave, Dark's eyes focused on the tiny figure with her legs clenched around her mother's waist as she was carried. He had rediscovered young females a week ago, after disposing of the ones who tormented him with their presence. She had been older than this one, but still very young.

	The water man had told Dark about the young ones, awakening old, vague memories from the natural life the man now called Dark had once lived. Dark had investigated further with that girl. She was nine and inexperienced, but Dark taught her what it was like to be pleasured and to have a man inside of her. She hadn't enjoyed that latter very much even though Dark had used his powers to keep from injuring her beyond her torn hymen. But he had ended with her as he had begun, by tasting her sex until she flowed and reached fulfillment.

	Dark hungered again as he watched this new little girl disappear from view.

	The night enveloped him while tracked them to their home. It was more than two miles, but he could feel the path they had taken earlier when the sun was reigning. Silently, he slipped inside. He could be stealthy when he wanted, which made the sudden appearance of his massive form all the more disconcerting to his prey.

	He found the two adults in bed. Even before he entered the room, he could feel their energy. Melissa was sitting with her hands propping her from behind. The woman's bare breasts shined with perspiration and heaved as her head lolled back. Dark could see Francie's blonde mane spread over Melissa's thighs as her face was planted between her lover's legs.

	Dark observed this behavior, curious in that involved two females only. But he understood why the blonde woman wanted to taste what she did. So did Dark, but only a taste of one much younger. Neither woman was aware of the whispery shadow that slid from the room, leaving them to their pleasure.

	Although he had never been inside this cabin, Dark's senses led him directly to the girl's bedroom. Although he usually wore gloves and knew well the crunch of bones of something he held in his covered hands, he had found he preferred feeling that other girl more directly. After removing his gloved, he drew one finger through the sleeping tot's glossy curls.

	Delia's thumb was in her mouth and Dark stared at that in wonder. When he pulled her covers back, she stirred and sucked her thumb a few times before going still again. Dark brushed his fingers over her cheek and she sucked again. She was a most intriguing creature and Dark understood the lake entity's fascination a little better.

	He began to lift her nightgown which featured a drawing of some odd creature when he stopped to consider where he was. The other girl had been quite noisy and this one, though smaller, might also make enough racket to alert the two adults. Instead, Dark hoisted the girl, resting her head on his shoulder as he easily carried her from the cabin. Delia sucked her thumb again, the sounds drifting in Dark's ear. In his groin, he felt his reaction.

	There was a cook-out area with picnic tables that was not very far. When Dark set Delia on one of the tables, she awoke and stared at him.

	"Hi," she said, unfazed by walking outside of her safe bed and in the company of a huge, masked man.

	When Dark began to pull her nightgown up, Delia pointed to the strange creature on the front.

	"This is Minnie," she informed him.

	Dark was unimpressed and carefully pulled the nightgown off the girl. When he had communed with the water man and shared what he had experienced with the blonde girl, the entity had been elated. But he had also advised Dark to be careful with children's clothing as torn ones attracted attention.

	Dark remembered the recent attention that the last six victims had garnered. And there had been others before. He could defend himself but preferred to be left to the darkness.

	Delia's panties proved to be a little more troublesome as they were so small, particularly in his large fingers, but he managed to pull them off intact. The blonde girl had been crying by this time but Delia didn't seem to mind her nakedness at all.

	Dark lifted the girl, his hands easily encircling her tiny body as he held her in front of his face. She simply giggled.

	He studied the miniature mound between the tyke's plush little thighs. It was smooth like the last girl's had been but it was chubbier and smaller. Bringing the girl to his face, Dark caught the baby vulva with his lips and sucked on the delicate flesh. Delia giggled again and kicked her legs, making it difficult to keep his mouth on her. He lifted her again and then lowered her, letting her legs fall across his shoulders while he held her crotch to his mouth.

	This was much better. Dark munched on the toddler snatch, nibbling the bald sweetmeat and flicking his tongue into the tiny slit. Delia cooed as her genitals became a snack for the giant. She wriggled her hips, enjoying the tongue as it pressed into her mound. She was feeling tingly there and hugged the man's head with her little arms.

	Dark stood in the night with the little girl trapped in his hands and pressed to his face. His tongue worked deeper, finding the tiny entrance and tasting her virgin membrane. As her arousal increased, she squirmed, grinding her baby cunt against Dark's mouth. She didn't know what was happening but she wanted it to continue. With a gasp of surprise she came. The three year-old's nectar poured into Dark's mouth and he drank and sucked until she was well harvested.

	Then Dark extended his arms, letting Delia dangle in front of him. Her freshly licked little snatch was pale and gleaming in the moonlight; the hairless gem very enticing.

	But Dark had a problem. This one was too small. Even with his powers, there was no way he could enter her without fatal results. Although he had frequently killed without remorse, he did not want to see this delightful little creature grow cold and still, leaving him no choice but to send her deep into the caverns.

	"Again?" Delia asked, clapping her eagerly.

	Dark was quite willing to do this but was still pondering the need he had growing. He sat and set the girl on her feet before unzipping his pants and producing his hard-on. Delia looked at it in wonder before Dark put his hand behind her head. He tilted her face down until her lips brushed against his glans.

	Delia opened her mouth widely, accepting his glans in her little space until it was filled. Wide-eyed, she sucked on the strange thing the man had put in there. Dark held her head there, watching Delia's cherry-red lips compress and her cheeks work as she sucked on him just as she had with her much smaller thumb. He had watched other woman take men's entire members in their mouths and pondered assisting the girl. But that would cause her hurt or distress and Dark was content to let her suck what she could.

	She was touching all over the head as it was so large in her mouth. The interior of her cheeks hugged him as well as the tight ring of her lips. The three year-old's tiny tongue pressed and slid against him in constant motion. Dark's balls erupted, sending his semen surging through his dick and into the toddler's mouth.

	"Mmmmph!" Delia grunted as she was suddenly fed.

	Much of Dark's load dribbled from her mouth but Dark didn't mind, relishing the satisfaction of his release. Delia made a face and pushed more out with her tongue when he released her head.

	"Yucky," she declared. "Like spinach."

	Delia hated spinach and by her reasoning, anything that tasted bad was just like spinach. Dark, on the other hand, did not know what spinach was but understood that she didn't appreciate the flavor of his discharge.

	But there was a flavor he appreciated and that she loved to produce now. When he lifted her up toward his head, the child squeaked with joy and spread her legs. With Delia's hairless pussy presented for a second helping, Dark heartily enjoyed the treat. He tried pushing forward with his tongue, but the three year-old's maidenhead was stubborn. Dark imagined that he could punch through it with his tongue, but would the girl be able to take him without harm?

	His more immediate concern was with his wriggling playmate. Delia's fresh toddler juice trickled down this thumb, flowing a little heavier when he felt her cunny convulse with another orgasm.

	But now Dark wasn't sure how to proceed. But he knew someone who very well might. Cradling the naked girl in one arm, he strode through the forest, never concerned with the darkness and uneven terrain. Delia happily hummed as the nice man took her down to the water's edge.

	Dark trailed his fingers in the water for a moment before he felt the presence of the entity. Without a word, he placed Delia in the water. She squeaked at its coldness. Then she was suddenly sucked under where even Dark could not see.

	Dark sat down and waited patiently.

	Young, very young. And so tiny and soft.

	The water man was beyond ecstatic as he took Dark's gift.

	The lake water swirled madly around Delia compressing around her entire body and sliding all over. It was if the lake was sucking on the preschooler like she was candy.

	Water rushed into Delia's lungs, startling her, but then she calmed as the need to breathe went away.

	Focusing on the tyke's nipples, the water pulled on them in twin, swirling eddies until they responded like a woman's. Delia wriggled at the unaccustomed stimulation. Water rushed in concentrated currents between the girl's legs. The small buttocks were caressed and spread before a surge went into the unsuspecting child's ass. The miniature anus was forced open the Delia's midsection swelled as water filled it.

	Then she felt water lapping at her puffy twat like the nice man's tongue. It teased into her hairless slit, flooding inside her clitoral hood and giving her arousal to a degree that many women never experienced. Delia's juices mingled with the lake and the entity would have groaned if he had a physical voice as he absorbed the product from her immature sex.
A column of water swarmed against her vulva, making Delia's toes wriggle with pleasure. Then the column slammed forward, spinning as it penetrated the child. The preschooler jerked hard as she was deflowered and then went still as the churning shaft of water filled her tiny cuntlet. The remnants of her virginity clouded the water near her cunny for a moment and then were gone except in the entity's memory.

	The three year-old hung suspended in the deep lake as she took the double copulation. The jetting water thundered against her sensitive tissues as it washed in and out of her. The lake grew hot inside of her and she quivered helplessly on the strange, dual impalement in her tiny holes, releasing more of her nectar into the water as her climaxed carried on. The water inside of her seemed to explode, more of it rushing in. Delia felt herself swelling and her hands found a very round belly.

	Then the water left her and she felt herself being carried by a current in the black depths of the lake.

	Dark turned his head as something small and white broke the surface. Delia was standing there and coughed to clear a few drops of water from her mouth after the rest had been pulled out of her lungs. Examining the girl, closely, Dark didn't see any difference although he could tell the water man was extremely pleased.

	When Delia started to shiver, Dark plucked her from the water. Her bald little cunny looked the same with the rounded labia tightly pressed together. He put his mouth there again, feeling the girl's small limbs enveloping his head to make sure he kept her there. Pushing with his tongue, he found her barrier gone. She was still excruciatingly tight and she made little peeping noises as Dark filled her baby snatch with his tongue. Using it like a cock, he fucked the preschooler, feeling her pussy walls lubricating and clutching while she grunted softly. He stood rigidly in the moonlight, feeling and tasting every part of her sex until she gifted him with her cum juices.

	Delia was limp against him and Dark knew the girl was spent. He found his way back to the picnic table, rubbing her with his hands along the way to dry her. With some fumbling effort (and the tired tot was no help), Dark managed to get her dressed.

	The master bedroom was quiet as he quietly tread down the hall to return Delia to her bed.

	The following night, Delia awoke as she felt herself being lifted. She sucked her thumb but the corners of her mouth twitched with a smile as her big friend took her outside to play.
	



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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