“Mmmm…….”

Chloe could only let out a weak whimper, as the voluptuous woman found herself trapped in the clutches of what could only be described as a pent-up shadow. The amorphous entity descending upon her like a sexual storm out of the blue, tugging at her clothes with a ravenous hunger to get to the supple skin concealed beneath the modest layer of soft cloth. The living manifestation of latent lust possessing a supernatural strength, leaving the wriggling woman no grounds to resist its audacious advances, as it began to roughly have its way with her without even a second of hesitation before giving in to its hedonism. The firm hands roughly playing with her enticing curves, as the materialized apparition played out the most depraved of debaucherous desires from the perverted mind palace that had created it.

The luckless lady having no idea what a Tulpa was, but that ignorance did nothing to stop the foul fiend from using her buxom body to indulge its omnipresent needs of the flesh. Its insatiable imperative driving it to defile her, as hormonal urges gelled with mysticism to create a creature that cared only for coital gratification, which inundated its senses like the most indecent of intoxications. Its clay-like body morphing the deviant thought into a form more befitting of its risqué role, as it wasted no time in plastering every shivering inch of Chloe’s peachy contours in a buffeting of fingerprint-sized bruises. The shuddering stimuli of her alluring figure falling into its grasp like a fine wine to its simple senses, as it savoured every second that it was allowed to quench its overwhelming cravings upon the writhing woman’s doughy proportions.

Teasing nips and hungry gropes gliding over her fidgeting figure in a wanting wave of heavy hands, that showed no sign of slowing, as it clumsily peeled the woman out of her fabric wrapper with uncouth tugs and sudden jerks. The thing seemingly smart enough to know it could hurt her, break her, or do other unspeakable things if she really started to struggle, but for now the emotional construct simply wanted to relish her fetching form to the fullest. Its intentions to ravage her until she was but a quivering mess of moaning female flesh, even if Chloe had no intentions of humouring the advances of this monstrous mirage. Its shifting body leaning into hers, spooning against her soft back, as it seemed to yearn for every part of her with an unrelenting zeal. She belonged to it now, and though she had no way of understanding its whistling chirps, the sound of her mewling meeps transforming into steamy moans would be enough for its one-sided objectives.

Its hand slipping over the erogenous cleft of her groin, as it didn’t bother to peel off her panties before plunging into her clenching pussy with a fingering thrust. The yelp she made almost euphoric to its crooked ears, as with a worming motion it began to ravage her loins with a dexterous gyration. The tulpa’s other grasping mitt taking a long handful of her buttery breasts, squishing the meaty mammaries like a delectable dollop of inviting dough, as it effortlessly absorbed her token twitches of resistance, even as she snivelled and sobbed out her pathetic pleas for help.

It simply wanted all of her, as in truth the woman’s personality and identity meant little to it in comparison to the superficial if picturesque facets of her alluring anatomy. She wasn’t enjoying what was happening, but it simply didn’t care, she existed now only to satisfy the salacious fancies of this magical monster, and it intended to devour her in her entirety. Chloe would just vanish, taken by the Tulpa, as it incorporated her eye-pleasing biomass into its greater whole, in order to fuel its gluttony with her Junoesque frame. She was not the first woman, she would not be the last, as her delicate body would be enveloped and digested all the same, leaving her soul to simmer within it for a time until that too was reduced to just more sustenance. A wanton glance and a saucy thought enough to condemn her to this fate, even as Chloe tried to push back, only to be rewarded with her wiggling buttocks slowly sinking into the Tulpa’s embrace, so that it might partake in the bleating primate's delightful build in privacy.

Once entombed she would be used and abused, and once the spirit grew tired of her, she would be disposed of and a new victim would take her place, as the reaving excitement could only sustain itself for so long, while the curled-up ball of frightened female flesh found her orifices reaved from every conceivable angle. Each tight hole stretched out and thoroughly rutted, as it savagely shagged her in the most economical manner possible, while savouring her fear and the slight salting of her distraught sweat from the effeminate bulge in the bubble of its belly. Only then it would grow bored, and with that it would metabolize the bundled-up babe, body and soul, leaving up just a wadded-up ball of empty clothes, and freeing up a space for the next lucky lady the lecherous being decided to pay a visit…….


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A unfortunate woman finds herself visited by a insaitable lust Tulpa....

A more unconvential collab between me and Crazy ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). This one involving a curvaceous lady having a run in with a Tulpa, a mindspace monster that is driven by an overwelming emotion, in this case lust.

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