Originating from Teutonic or German folklore, an Alp is a small, elf-like creature who is said to have climbed onto a sleeping victim’s chest, turned into a fine mist and entered the body through the nostrils, mouth or vagina. Once inside, the Alp had the ability to control its victim’s dreams, creating horrible nightmares. Its victims reported a breathless feeling when they awoke.
I’ve been haunted all my life. Ever since I was a girl. I have these periodic attacks where I wake up unable to move. A heavy weight is pressed on my chest and I can only be free if I am able to somehow turn over in bed. It is not always like this though, sometimes I am half asleep and I feel that same pressure but this time it constricts my heart and what feels like electric shocks sting my body jerking me awake only to let me drift off again for it to repeat over and over. I say a rosary and salt my room like crazy and it helps but not for very long.
The end result of all this is I get pretty weird dreams. Nightmares in all honesty usually of terrible things happening to me. Often they are sexual and sometimes they are just like a creepy horror movie you might see on a DVD.
I can’t say that I’m pretty. No one really thinks so. I’m average, average height and weight with brown hair and brown eyes. So if a demon is behind my attacks I cannot understand why. I don’t tell anyone about these experiences they would tell me that I am dreaming or on drugs neither of which is true.
I am 22 now and I am a good girl and still a virgin. I go to college and have a circle of girlfriends who like to go out. One day we ditched class and my friend Mandy tells us about this local psychic that is in the town and is of some renown. Mandy is totally into the New Age shit and the group of us groan but anything is better than class so we head out.
The place is a small cracker box room heavily scented with incense where a short squat lady sits behind a table with a tarot deck in front of her. Mandy hands her twenty bucks and sits before the lady as she cuts the cards. You can imagine the reading! Mandy will get a man soon and to watch her grades, blah, blah, blah. Everyone of us steps forward and hands over the fee required, everyone except me. I hold no faith in something another says they see I have my own tarot deck at home if I want to know my future I can read it for myself. As we leave the lady rises and grabs my upper arm as I turn toward her she drops her hand away as though she has been burned.
“What’s wrong?” I ask looking at her eyes her pupils have widened to such a degree that they swallow her irises.
“Watch yourself.” Is the cryptic answer that she gives.
What the fuck was that all about? I wonder. That night I sleep undisturbed.
Mandy and I along with two other girls share an apartment and the next night as I am sleeping in my bed I hear this piercing scream. I am startled awake and rise up in bed when Mandy turns the lights on.
“Fuck!” I shout feeling the burning pain in my eyes as they adjust to the light. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
I look up to see Mandy distraught and shaking. I rise up and guide her to her bed on the other side of the room.
“I-I. I saw this thing hunched over sitting on your chest as I came in. It kinda looked like a small furry man with pointy ears. Then it kinda turned into a mist and the mist entered your body through your mouth!” she said in shaking in pure terror. Mandy had been staring ahead with glassy eyes when she suddenly turned to me and said fearfully, “Didn’t you feel it?”
Mandy freaked me out I couldn’t say a word to her. She couldn’t sleep in our room after that and so made up the couch in the living room for herself. I offered to sleep on the floor so that she wouldn’t be alone but she vehemently refused.
After two weeks Mandy was able to sleep in our room again but she kept a small night light on at all times.
It was during this time that spring break occurred all the girls in my apartment were off to Cancun and I had to stay behind to read up for my AP classes. For three nights I had a peaceful time in the house doing my work. On the fourth night I lay in bed half asleep when I felt the familiar pressure on my chest. My hands were up by my ears and I felt them being pressed down by the wrists.
Usually a white noise loudly fills my ears but this time there was no sound. I felt the pressure on my wrists lighten slightly and I tried willing my muscles to move so I could turn over and end the episode but no. I was able to open my eyes though which never happened before and I visibly saw a fine mist go up between my legs and into my vagina. I tried as hard as I could to fight it but I just fell into a deep sleep and a dream of such immensity began to unfold.
I was in my room but now a very handsome man was laying on top of me naked. When I say handsome I am talking movie star handsome and he was speaking to me softly telling me how much he loved he and wanted me. The man began caressing my breasts now licking my neck sending goose bumps all over me and making me shiver. I couldn’t speak or cry out I could only accept the wet passionate kisses on my skin.
I closed my eyes in exhilarated byt he tender attentions this gorgeous man was giving me. My nipple was enveloped in hot warmth and pleasure flowed through me. His hands went to my knees opening them up finding no resistance. I felt strong fingers grip the waistband of my panties pulling them down. The soft touch of cotton erotic on the skin of my thighs. I could feel him warm and heavy between my legs his hot velvety skin shocking me. I felt the soft wet tip of his cock pause at the entrance of my vagina. No, I thought. But he pushed his thick cock inside me remarkably easily into my virgin pussy. I had never had a man before but this dream lover felt so good.
He stayed where he was for a moment but then he began to move. He rode me incredibly hard and fast parting my thighs even more so that he could sink deeper into me. I couldn’t respond at all only lie there and moan in my head when he stopped. My vagina felt burnt and sore from his rough coitus and he then suddenly rose up off me and I dared to open my eyes. Holding his huge cock and jerking off furiously he came covering my body in so much semen I thought I might drown.
In retrospect, he psychic was right now that I think on it. But how could I have known what was the cause of my night attacks? The Alps attack was to be my last as years of abuse from it came to a head. It had its final victory over me and the strange thing was I didn’t really know it was attacking me until after we visited the psychic. All those years of horrible nightmares and night terrors cause by this horrible demon.
In the end my friends came home to the apartment to find my body pristine and clean in my white nightdress my hands folded over my chest.
I was dead.
As I watched them bury me. A being the size of a ten year old child, covered with fur with pointy elf like ears and a flat animal face stood at my side holding my hand. I looked down on it and asked, “Why did you kill me?”
It didn’t answer for a while but then turned and looked up at me running its hands between my legs and fondling my pussy. Then it said in a surprisingly deep growling voice, “For many years I have waited to take you as my own. Waited until you were the right age. I even entered your mother when you were in her womb and changed you so you would be ugly to males and thus keep your virginity intact for me. Your soul has always belonged to me and the time had come for me to claim it!”
Then it pulled me down onto the top of my casket and started fucking me right there at my funeral. No one could see me of course but this was just the beginning of an eternity of being owned by the Alp. Its large hairy cock slid inside me and it hurt so bad I can’t begin to tell you how it tore me and ripped my pussy to shreds. The pain was incredible and after a while it pulled out and blew a huge load of spectral semen in my face. It was like acid and it burnt my skin harshly.
Then I was whole again and the process started all over.
I am truly in hell!