Brandnewbuddy
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Put an abridged version of this in the Halloween thread but I think it would work outside of that setting as a general horror story.
Short version: traveling carnival has a freak show (and yes, they do call them freaks) Each performer however is so fantastical that the average person would believe they are animatronics, but unknown to them each is a person who was reshaped into a form that fits their darkest desires.
I figure the story format could be a public showing during the day and then either an adults only show characters get invited to or maybe they sneak in after night. Either way, while the public showing is just a typical walk through, the night show is very different both macabre and erotic.
For example:
Public showing: “The boar man! Found in the backwoods of Arkansas, this beast’s mind is almost as sharp as his tusks. The king of the jungle might be a lion but our porcine friend is the god of all beasts!”
Night showing: Nancy froze as the Boar man entered the hallway and turned his gaze upon her. The gaze appeared docile, like the look of the miniature pig her roommate used to keep, but as she felt his gaze she felt a much hungrier intention: he wanted to run his thick tongue over her, to know every taste her body could offer and then to claim her as a mate. She knew she should be disgusted but before she knew it, her feet were striding towards him and her arms were spreading to embrace him.
Or
Mermaid: “here she is folks! Our own little pride and joy! Ariel’s got nothing on her voice. Be sure to take a selfie with her by her tank before you leave!”
Night show: She kissed her. It was a dream come true. The mermaid’s lips accepted her and then welcomed her tongue. She felt herself be pulled underwater as clawed hands wrapped around her back. What did it matter? She was with her beloved. It was only when the kiss broke she saw that she was no longer in the tank. All signs of the funhouse were gone and they were clearly moving far deeper than any aquarium would allow for. As the first twinge of fear filled her heart, she saw her beloved mermaid’s face, now glowing with bioluminescence, smile at her.
“Mine” the mermaid hummed in a gentle voice as she pulled her into the darkness.
Other ideas: the funhouse is actually also a freak: a voyeur whose eyes are behind every bit of paneling, at night you can feel his gaze upon you.
A man who can play his extended lips as a flute: he’s actually a piper and he can control people into commiting acts of debauchery as the y are exposed to his tune
Short version: traveling carnival has a freak show (and yes, they do call them freaks) Each performer however is so fantastical that the average person would believe they are animatronics, but unknown to them each is a person who was reshaped into a form that fits their darkest desires.
I figure the story format could be a public showing during the day and then either an adults only show characters get invited to or maybe they sneak in after night. Either way, while the public showing is just a typical walk through, the night show is very different both macabre and erotic.
For example:
Public showing: “The boar man! Found in the backwoods of Arkansas, this beast’s mind is almost as sharp as his tusks. The king of the jungle might be a lion but our porcine friend is the god of all beasts!”
Night showing: Nancy froze as the Boar man entered the hallway and turned his gaze upon her. The gaze appeared docile, like the look of the miniature pig her roommate used to keep, but as she felt his gaze she felt a much hungrier intention: he wanted to run his thick tongue over her, to know every taste her body could offer and then to claim her as a mate. She knew she should be disgusted but before she knew it, her feet were striding towards him and her arms were spreading to embrace him.
Or
Mermaid: “here she is folks! Our own little pride and joy! Ariel’s got nothing on her voice. Be sure to take a selfie with her by her tank before you leave!”
Night show: She kissed her. It was a dream come true. The mermaid’s lips accepted her and then welcomed her tongue. She felt herself be pulled underwater as clawed hands wrapped around her back. What did it matter? She was with her beloved. It was only when the kiss broke she saw that she was no longer in the tank. All signs of the funhouse were gone and they were clearly moving far deeper than any aquarium would allow for. As the first twinge of fear filled her heart, she saw her beloved mermaid’s face, now glowing with bioluminescence, smile at her.
“Mine” the mermaid hummed in a gentle voice as she pulled her into the darkness.
Other ideas: the funhouse is actually also a freak: a voyeur whose eyes are behind every bit of paneling, at night you can feel his gaze upon you.
A man who can play his extended lips as a flute: he’s actually a piper and he can control people into commiting acts of debauchery as the y are exposed to his tune
