The self-proclaimed king of all demons could not help but laugh as he floated above the area she was in. The outside world had her pinned agains the corner of a nearby fence, the doppleganger off on one of the sidelines as she had begun to regain her balance. Grail sighed to himself, seeing already that this ultimate test of despair was already having an effect on her it seemed...such a shame too.

The woman pushed off the wall, standing there in front of Kanoe with tears running down her face. She grabbed at her sagging breasts, fondling them as she moaned like a mad woman. Cackling, mascara running down her cheeks, she began to push one foot foward, and then another, shambling towards the female as her pussy lips swayed back and forth. "What's wrong? Am I not beautiful enough for you?! Is that it?! All I ask for is a little help and you run!" She screamed at Kanoe again, her hands now stretching out to try and prevent the woman from running or escaping anywhere inside of that cabin.

She did not have time to look for a way out as she sees herself cackling like mad. Kanoe clenches her teeth, this wasn't her. She would never let herself break down like this. This wasn't real. The witch was cornered, she had no choice but to face herself. This could be her if she fails to get out. She shivers, feeling a chill run through her body. Little did she know it was from the metal fences of the real world.

Kanoe gasps as she watches tears stream down her clone's face. She cringes as she sees herself groping at the sagging once firm orbs. Her eyes clench shut for a moment before she looks back at the shattered image of herself. The witch bites down on her lip, she really did not want to touch this...thing. Finally, she moves up to the crying woman. Her skin crawls as she reaches and wraps her arms around the woman. This could be her. She can't let this be her.

"I'm sorry," She whispers, "I'll get us out of here.."

A tear falls down her cheeks as she shivers.

Movies, books, video games, they all painted a happy ending for those that would choose to show how brave they could be. Unfortnately, every one of those types of media always got it wrong. The smart ones lived, and those who dared to face their nightmares head on, would ultimately live to regret it. This was such a case.

Grail watched from a closer view as the woman would sit there, in Kanoe's arms for a few moments, continuing to sob in her crazed state. She then began to breath heavily, her body starting to grow warm in Kanoe's arms. The woman moved suddenly, one hand reaching up to grasp onto Kanoe's bra-clad breast and the other darted down in between her thighs, pushing up against her private area. She began to rub slowly, moaning as she wrapped the hand that had just grasped onto Kanoe's breast and slid it behind the woman's back. "S...Save me...I can't...I can't stand it anymore...Two years...two years of nothing but rape...and now nothing, no one has come by to screw my brains out!" She began sobbing once again as she rubbed on Kanoe's body, her mouth opening and her tongue sticking out to lick straight up Kanoe's neck and cheek.

Grail grinned, looking at the scene unfolding and coudln't believe that the little beast that had control over this entire thing had such an imagination. It was quite the popcorn fest. He almost had to grab a tissue when Kanoe tried to comfort her own future self...or at least the succubus that was giving such an accurate portrayle.

Warmth, this body she was holding was real. Kanoe gently strokes the woman's hair. She was not sure what else she can do for this woman. The fake's chest was heaving slowly as she began to breath deeper. The young witch thought she was finally calming the clone down only to suddenly let out a sharp gasp as her breast was grabbed. Before she could back away, the clone had already wrapped an arm around her body. Kanoe bites down on her lip as she feels the woman pressing her hand and rubbing up against her sex through her panties. The woman stumbles back as the clone continues to rub up against her body. Soon, she was sandwiched up between the wall and this crazy version of herself.

Kanoe's teeth clench as a hiss of annoyance leaves her lips. She struggles against the woman, sliding her arms up between her and the clone. With a soft grunt, the witch pushes the clone away from herself as hard as she could. She had enough of this poor image of herself. The woman had no time for this game, she had to get out of here.

"Get a hold of yourself!" She glares at the broken woman, "I have no intention of staying here a moment longer, much less two years. If you want to come, then lets go."

The woman begins walking to the opposite side of the room. The hedgemaze continues in that direction so there has to be an exit on that side of the shed. She was no longer afraid of the image. More like disgusted. Disgusted that this image of herself gave up and suffered for two years. Disgusted that it was trying to stop herself and really disgusted that the woman touched her.

The woman that had tried to force herself onto Kanoe would begin to stumble backwards, her body falling on the floor with a loud yelp. "No! Don't go! Don't open that door! Please I'm begging you!" She screamed once again, standing up this time around. "Just stay here with me!" She was on her feet again, scrambling this time to keep Kanoe from opening that door the best that she could.

(Filler post once again >_< Next one will rock)

((hehe it's ok, if i had known the door was there for sure, i would have kept going on my end. sorry to make you short post ))

Seems the woman was like her, skinny and very light. Her hand runs along the wall as she goes to the opposite side of the shed. Her hand closes around a handle. Good, it would have pissed her off if there was no door and this path was a dead end. It was time to move on. But, Kanoe's clone was still being persistent. The ragged woman was beside her, trying to keep the door shut. Tch, she had enough of this.

"Shut up!" She yells at the woman's face, "If you are so focused on keeping me here you should have been using that energy to escape!"

Kanoe raises a hand, swinging a slap right at the woman's face. Just before it connected, she stops herself. Her hand gently rests on the clone's cheek.

"You are not worth it," She murmurs softly, "You're pathetic."

With that same hand, she pushes the woman away. Her other hand grabs the handle and pulls. At this point she did not care what was on the other side. The young witch opens the door and steps through, she still had the rest of the maze to go through.

The woman flinched as that hand would come up to connect with her face, but wasn't expecting it to stop and caress her cheek. "P...Please do-" Her words were cut off as she was shoved away from that door, her pale body falling down near the flames of that furnace. She turned her head, her mouth opening in a scream. Grail could only flinch as he looked on, knowing full well that he had designed a card specifically for this very moment...and it was all up to Kanoe to use it if she wished...if she did, then she would be smart...but if she did not, and managed to make it through the reason why that path was named dispair, then she would have an advantage for many other tests to come.

The clone had screamed because she knew what lay on the other side of that door. There was the exit to the hedgemaze alright, just on the other side of a pit. There was only one slight problem.

Grail felt his lips curl into a delerious smile. He created the dispair path for one reason, and one reason only...to make it seem as if the real Kanoe was in an endless timeloop...and he did hope that this did the trick. Before she would be able to cross the pit, she had to manage to get away from the mass of tentacles that were shooting up from that large pit...No big deal...but half of those tentacles had bodies entwined up in them, fucking those bodies, her bodies, more Kanoe's than you could shake a stick at. It was a massive orgy of what seemed to be the same girl that had entered this maze...and it looked as if none of them had ever escaped...

Kanoe freezes at the doorway, the cold air pierces her body as she gazes at the exit. She was shivering but, not from the cold. The young woman gazes in horror at the other Kanoes bound in tentacles. Several images of herself that had tried to get over the pit only to be taken by the tendrils. She could hear the women moaning, crying out as they came from the relentless fucking of the tentacles. Her own moans, her own cries of dismay and pleasure. It all tears into Kanoe's mind as her legs shiver and grow weak.

"This..This can't be.." She whimpers, "Those aren't me!"

The woman falls to her knees as she could not stop watching the several clones of herself. She clenches her eyes shuts but the image was still in her mind. Their bodies bouncing up and down on the tentacles as they gasp and moan shuddering breaths. Some of the bodies had their pussies torn as wide as the Kanoe that was in the shed while others it looked to be their first or second time still. Her fingers dig into the cool earth beneath her, it has to be some sort of sick joke.

Crawling over to the pit she looks down to see a giant eye with tentacles slithering from it's form. She bites down on her lip hard to keep from screaming. This can't be it. Her hand shivers, still holding the cards that Grail had given her. What was that the other Kanoe had said? They did not work. That woman had torn up all the cards but she was still here. The young woman quivers there on her knees as she gazes at the giant monster at the bottom of the pit. What could she do? Her eyes blink back tears as she hears nothing but the loud moans and screams of the other Kanoe's being raped by tentacles.

Once again, Grail could tell that the woman was seemingly rather torn with how trustworthy he could be. It was quite the illusion, and he was sure that his demon friend creating it all would be having quite the energy overload in doing so. He sat there, looking at the woman on the football field and also through the eyes of someone veiwing the illusion. He watched as she crawled up to that edge, peering down into it. The mechanics of it were looking mighty fine right now to him, the illusion that she was trapped in a timeless zone, where perhaps her past self would find her future self in the same position excited him. This was truly starting to become entertaining, wondering what would happen next...even Grail had no idea what would be in store.

As Kanoe looked over the edge to that demon that was controlling everything, that tentacled beast that would seem as large as a whale, but just it's eye, glared back up at her, seeing her look over the edge. There was a low bellow that would shake the earth underneath her, and several tentacles would stop waving in the air, lashing back and forth as they seemed to have stopped what they were doing and looked at the fresh meat that was right in front of them.

From behind the kneeling woman, two hands would curl around her waist, around that thong she was wearing and violently rip it down to her thighs. Her own self was behind her, stripping her as fast as she could and succeeeded in getting the thong off. "I will not be raped again! I will do the raping if I have to!" She screamed, her sagging breasts genlty rubbed against Kanoe's backside as those tentacles shot foward at the two, aiming to encircle Kanoe's body as two fingers of her clone began to voilate her her pussy, attempting to push into her tight hole.

Kanoe desperately tries to find a way across only to find more images of herself being raped over and over. Some of the Kanoes were struggling frantically against their bonds while others were drooling in climatic bliss. She covers her ears, shaking her head. It wasn't her, it can't be her. Slowly, her legs push off the ground as begins to stand. She nearly screams as the giant eye looks directly at her. The low bellow it emitted made her legs shake and give way as she falls back to her knees.

She could swear the tentacles that had froze were looking at her despite the lack of eyes. Every instinct in her body was telling her to get away from this pit. Kanoe's mind kept telling her legs to move as she slowly tries to back away. Her eyes widen as she felt a warm body behind. She screams as the shattered Kanoe pulls down her panties. In her shock, she had completely forgotten about the one in the shed. The woman was still trying to get on her feet as she felt two warm fingers thrust up into her cunt. She cries out as she squirms and struggles with the woman.

"N-No!" She gasps, "We..We have to get away...let me go.."

Her struggles grew more frantic as she sees the tentacles racing towards the two women. She was becoming desperate, trying to thrust her elbows into the clone's ribs as she continues trying to break free. Kanoe was just about willing to do anything to avoid being like those other bound Kanoes.

(I think this is going to be the only thread where you're goign to see your name about 200 times in one post lol )

The elbow that she slammed into the shattered Kanoe's side would only cause the broken woman to cry out in pain for a moment, but her fingers continually kept digging into that pussy. Her fingers curled, pumping back and forth as she manuvered, on her knees, around the normal Kanoe, the one that was real. She did her best to put her body weight on top of the woman, using her other hand to reach around her body and grab at her chest the best that she could, wanting to rip that bra off as the tentacles continued to fly at them as fast as they possibly could.

Grail whistled to himself, enjoying the little show that was going on between the tentacles, the two women, and his own little demented imagination. This is what the monster was good at, this is waht he derived the most pleasure from. Seeing a woman systemattically broken down in each part of her mind...Something about it just made him feel so evil that it caused him to shiver in delight. HIs eyes peered into the scene a bit deeper, looking for any sign that Kanoe was going to give up this test. This room. Seeing none so far he kicked back and summoned a batch of demonic popcorn, chomping away at the puffed peices of corn as the event continued to unfold.

As the two women fought, the tentacles quickly surrounded each of them, wrapping around both of their ankles as tight as they could as the shattered Kanoe assaulted the real one, trying to get the real woman to get wet, to lower her defenses as the tentacles began their assault on both women...the shattered Kanoe screaming until there were only muffled sounds coming from her mouth, a tentacle shoved deep into her throat, but as she sucked, her fingers did not give up on the real Kanoe's cunt...

((Hehe, well i think there is another thread out there having to do with a clone but not this many =P))

"Nngh..st-stop!" Kanoe groans.

Kanoe hears the woman yelp behind her and tries to rise to her feet. She felt the finger slide in further and curl, grazing over her tender g-spot. The woman cries out as her clone easily forces her back down onto her knees. One arm continues frantically elbow at the shattered Kanoe's ribs. She squeaks as her clone pulls one of the cups of her bra down, letting one of those luscious orbs bounce freely as she continues to struggle. The poor witch could not help but moan as her clone pumps her fingers over and over in a curling motion, everytime grazing over her tender spot.

"N-No..pl-please...h-help me.." Kanoe whimpers.

The relentless pumping was making her body aroused. Her insides flutter with every stroke as the clone took advantage of the same spot over and over again. The woman's pussy was growing nice and moist for her double's fingers. Kanoe was still struggling but, she was held in place easily as the tentacles came to meet the two woman. The tentacles quickly bind their ankles. The real Kanoe screams as she tries to kick her legs only to find another tentacle thrust deep into her throat. Her eyes were wide in horror. The appendage thrusts rapidly in Kanoe's moaning mouth as she squirms helplessly against both the tentacles and her own self.

Kanoe's eyes gaze at the other Kanoe's being held over the pit. Tears fell down her cheeks as she knew what will come soon. The other cup of her bra was pulled down, letting both of her breasts bounce and sway with the thrusts of fingers and tentacle. Slowly her eyes close as both her shaking hands grip one of the three cards. Please, don't be a lie. Her hands grip the other two cards tightly as two halves of the third sway softly to the ground.

Bingo. There it was. He felt something ping off in his mind, and Grail knew that she had ripped up one of the cards, completely tearing it in half. He sighed for a moment, really getting into this show as well. He put that demonic popcorn down and stood up, cracking his arms and knuckles for a moment before he began to interject himself into the illusion. It was such a shame too, he was wondering how she would have managed to get herself out of this if she would have stayed strong. Soon enough he was walking across the field and was soon behind the woman, his body slowly phasing in so that he could be a part of the illusion, seeing the tentacles and everything else.

With a snap of his fingers the illusion would freeze, the entire scene would stop cold. The clone of Kanoe's would freeze as well, right after the tentacle would empty it's load into her mouth, cum froze in the air as it blasted free from her lips. Everything around the real Kanoe was lifeless, unmoving as Grail stood there, arms crossed. "Get yourself out of that mess you got yourself into Kanoe...And hurry up with it, worthless peice of trash."

The insults were already flying from his mouth, and as soon as she wiggled free from her clone's fingers, and that tentacle in her mouth, Grail snapped his fingers again, and the scene around them crumbled like shattered glass, leaving them in a room that was quite well lit...

They were in the card room it seemed...there was a couch, a shower room, and a couple other pleasentries as well. A true mind fuck from what had just been happening a couple of minutes ago. Grail sat down on the bed, looking at Kanoe and grinning, seeing her tit still out of her bra. "You tore up a card...you trusted instead of dispaired...good job. But tearing up that card was not your only option...bravery...using the tentacles to get to the other side by any means was another option as well...but you had to rely on luck and your own self-confidence to do that. If you would have, you would have found the clue. Now, you must earn it."

It seemed like an eternity for Kanoe. The constant stroking of her cunt. The constant thrusting. The sounds of all her selfs moaning and crying out in pleasure drilling into her mind. She whimpers and groans as she shivers against the clone behind her, the only warm body nearby. The tentacle swells in her mouth and began to blow it's load into her mouth. As the tentacle withdrew and froze, Kanoe was coughing up the white substance. Only then did she notice everything, including the cum she was spitting up, was frozen.

The young witch gazes up at Grail. There was no glaring or frowning this time as the lizardman gave orders and insulted her. She wipes the tears from her face as she wiggles out of the woman's arms. The world around her shatters, revealing a small living room. Kanoe was still sitting on the floor. Her panties still rolled down her thighs, revealing her glistening moist netherlips. Her bra was still pulled down under her pale orbs. The breasts quiver and sway as she takes deep shuddering breaths. There was no reason to question if it was all a dream or not...she could still taste the cum in her mouth.

Noticing where Grail was staring at, Kanoe gently pulls her bra back on along with her panties. The witch did her best to look strong as she rises to her feet but she knew she lost this round. With the lizardman's explanation, she did the only thing to escape the test. She was not very athletic and she remembers how fast those tentacles latched onto her ankles and took her mouth. It would have taken extreme luck which telling she was here at all shows how much luck she had. So the only win that was available was a loss as well. That was not the worst part. It no doubt knows that she was believing those images were really her. It was not a win at all but a complete defeat. Kanoe lowers her gaze as she waits for the lizardman to continue. She had to pay the price.

Standing up and looking over the somewhat defeated woman, Grail began to play his mind games once again. It was so delicious, he almost felt as if he was feeding off of those vibes. "You escaped, Kanoe...the scene you were just in, is still happening to you...Well not you entirely, but the other Kanoe's, all from different dimensions, different times have been stuck in there. Some have escaped, that was for sure, just as you have...some of them did it the right way, and some of them took your way out." He explained, walking over to the woman that was standing there, looking towards the ground. He reached out, a clawed finger sliding underneath her bra strap, pulling down her arm while his other hand did the same with the other strap, hoping to expose both of her breasts.

"Do you want to know the reason why the Kanoe that you encountered inside of that shed was in that shed? It was because she was too afraid to go past that door, to take the path that she had chosen. The cards did not work because she had yet to even take a step into the unknown, she was unwilling to face what was behind that door. Her condition she was in, well...let's just say that she had been in other rooms before going to the garden." He looked at her form, looked at her cum splattered face and grinned. There was something different about his body, however, something he hadn't even noticed yet. In the beginning, he was more bulkier, more brute force than what he was now...His personality, his body type was returning from it's primal state when he was released from that room...and his body was becoming more human like with lizard features than a lizard that stood upright.

"As for ripping up the card...You are going to be in this room for two hours. In those two hours I am going to have my way with you in whatever ways I want. Think of it this way Kanoe...your body right now is still out in that garden, but there is nothing attacking it...your soul is in this room, and your soul only...and I'm going to defile it...starting with having you sit over in that chair, and masturbate yourself...masturbate yourself to the brink of your climax in front of me. Humilate yourself whore."