[Halloween 2013] White Glow

A hospital has death inside, one way or another. People struggling pathetically against their unevitable visit by Death or the murderous bacteria inhabiting in the the air of what for few, wil be the last place they'll will visit in the world. A certain eccentric yet charming doctor had his heart all warmed and fuzzy. It was Halloween night, whereas most of the people were entertaining the childrens floor throwing a small party to stop feeling guilty with themselves for coping to see those ever-weakening frail bodies on a daily basis.

He entered a room where the single brain-dead patient of the hospital inhabited. It was a beautiful woman, somewhere in her thirties, sleeping in a seemingly blissful angelic trace. Her family visited her daily at first, then twice a month, then yearly, just to show how much they cared for her. Their growing lack of disinterest for her life was obvious. They had recently expressed that their money was more important than the body of their loved one.

He entered the vegetating woman's room and sat down in a small chair. His heart beat faster while staring at her, with her white patient clothing giving off a unique glow from the reflecting moonlight. The gentle curves of her body, the paleness of her soft perfect skin. He knew she had no way to know the world, no way to kiss him, no way to tell anyone her feelings, her dreams, her hopes, her hearts weeping from the loneliness of trapped inside her mind.

He pressed his member against her leg, with a feeling of excitement and a need to feel her with it, seeking release in her. Sometimes aspiring to impregnate her before running to the shelf of contraceptives with panic and having to make false paperworks to explain the suspiciously dissappearing medications. He looked up to her, that soft face, her drying lips, her wild hair. She reeked of the generic body-wash the hospital used.
"I'll buy you a nice perfume soon, ok? I wont forget it", he whispered, proceeding to caress her arms, kiss her frail hands, and lick her tender legs.

She was a sleeping deity in his heart, the woman of his dreams, someone untouchable, someone forbidden due to the circumstances. He pressed his lips on her cheeks, almost ritually. The respiratory equipment made it impossible for him to truly feel as close to a kiss as he possibly could.

He undressed himself and then her, and admired her naked body, there are people who claim that there was nothing more obscene than the naked than the human body, but he disagreed with them when noticing her every point of perfection. Erect, panting, and feeling his every heartbeat as if it were his last, he penetrated her, making her body move upwards mildy from his thrust. He breathed slower and heavily. He wanted more of her heavenly warmth and softness. He lowered his head and teethed her pink nipples, which under the moonlight looked grey. His pace quickened, his kissing was more profound and lustful. He wanted to slow down to enjoy her more, but he found himself unable to resist her warmth anymore, He released his ball cream inside her limp body and stopped moving. His face was red, his lust and love changed to guilt at the sight of her plump crotch drooling and dripping. Time seemed to move so slow while holding onto her.

A sudden flurry of thoughts tormented him as it usually did, over what he had just done. His heart's mood switched from a heavy love to a sinking depression. He walked naked to a supply desk beside the bed and got some cloths to clean her. Would she understand him if she were aware? Would she understand his lust for her appearance? His desire to captivate her sleeping heart?

Two pairs of footsteps could be heard outside. He covered her and picked his clothes from the floor in a desperate dash towards a folding curtain stored in the room.
"I'm telling you, she's perfect, you wont regret it, I've proven her myself before.", said a familiar voice with a giggle.
"I hope so, I wont pay if she ain't.", replied another.

He peeked through a hole of the curtain he hid in. It was a female nurse he fancied at a point and an old man. He realized in an instant what was going to happen.

She removed the sheets covering his goddess. "I'll help you with- hmm?".
She hadn't been clothed properly, and she still had semen sticking to the hair of her crotch. The old man undressed himself in the same fashion the doctor had done some while ago. His wrinkly member still a yard away from her body.
He couldn't stop himself anymore. They had used her, she belonged to him not them! He had her first! He had abandoned countless relationships for her, and meanwhile, the others had heen using her as a prositute!

An empowering new feeling overtook him, one of tragedy and glee. Grasping tightly a scissor from a drawer beside him, the appearently civilized man charged at them, screaming at the top of his lungs. The shrieks of the dying woman and the hollers of pain from an old man being mutilated was drowned by the laughs of children and employees one floor under, unaware of the sight that they were going to witness at dawn.

I like the story. Simple, fast naming on the setting and what's going on, surprise ending too. Great detail on the characters and action too!

Well that went dark fast and then got darker. I don't know why you decided to set it on Halloween. Kinda arbitrary other than the fact that this is for a Halloween contest, but you yourself said entries don't necessarily have to do with Halloween, and you certainly embraced the disturbing side of the theme. The only time the fact that the story happens during Halloween comes into play is in the end when you mention the sound of children drowning out the sound of dying. Besides that, this could have been any random day of the year.

I don't usually like stories that go sexually explicit (and we're all on a porn site, I know), and you probably could have told the same story without doing so. That was my initial reaction anyway. That however clearly wasn't the focus of it as I feared. By the end, you had me convinced it's an integral part of it. If that makes any sense.

I hesitate to say I like it because it's just not the kind of thing that I like, but I can appreciate it. I can appreciate how sick the doctor is, how wrong his logic is and the irony of the backdrop of the children.

I thought of Halloween because tommorow is Halloween. I didn't expect the ending to be like that, it just hit me to say that. I followed the impulse to continue writing whereas I would have stopped after the sex scene. I wrote it for about five hours, no pre-planning at all. Fixed a few grammatical errors throughout the day.


I understand, when I read beastiality (ie, Pokémon) in lemons in some posts of W&F, I feel my eyes burning and my stomach turning. Thanks for reading through it, giving me your thoughts, and your compliments.

All that about Halloween was just me being picky about one line out of the whole thing. I guess I'm still a little butt hurt about Iron Man 3, which, among other things, was a movie released in June and set around Christmas for no reason whatsoever.

And this is a lot better than it would have been if you had stopped after the sex scene. You made the right choice to add more. And damn. Five hours? I can usually only write for an hour or two at a time.

it was kind of hard to read at first because of the full-length descriptions, third person narratives, little dialogues and such.

though in the end, I lol'd at the ending. it was quite the lulz xD

just like necrophilia : she just kind of lay there.

I applaud the effort and the amount of detail given to this short story, I couldn't get into such detail even if I want to (most of the time I prefer something simpler though) lol =)

Haha, no, it was two hours typing it through, I'm not superman. The other three were re-reading, adding little bits, and spell checks. Even at nightime, I'm still making spellchecks.

three hours spell checking? damn, I usually just let my browser do that.

and I couldn't even write continually for two hours, probably just several minutes to half and hour or even quarter and restart it at some other time.

Welcome to PS Vita. No spellcheck, no notepad, no copy-n-paste, but effciently lightweight. Battery life of 3 hours unless you plug it.

Rest upon a chair or lie down the bed and type away. That's why you guys don't make the two hours easily.

Browser froze up before you submit/edit fhe post? You start again from when you last submitted.

well there's also a word processor like open office and ms word =)

and I'm comfortable with how I usually write thank you =D

I agree completely that a PC/Laptop is way better than the Vita. I did have openoffice on my old broken laptop.

Linking anything is a pain. To switch tabs, memorize, and type out in previous tab. Then there's the image limit of 10,000. -Oh don't get me started on my anti-vita rant. I'm at least grateful however, to be able to internet and forum.

yeah, at least there's internet. though it's probably be too much of a pain in the ass to for me to write in that condition =)

what happened to your laptop / pc though. wouldn't it be better to just fix it up soon?

Used a used external monitor to see it because the backlight doesn't work anymore. It also over-heats and crashes five-ten minutes after turning on. So ruined backlight plus overheating plus slowness = just buy a new laptop, which I intend to do at some point.

ah I see. sorry to hear that, hope you're able to get one soon =)

Shit, man. Didn't know about that. So you don't have access to any other computer? If not, you'd probably be better off just doing things the old way.

More stomach churning as I make my way through these...

A twisted story full of twisted characters. It makes me question the subject matter. Anyways, I'm gonna just go and hurl over here.

I liked it it was interesting n had a twist at da end soon as u accept he messed up sum worse comes

This is well done, Shark. In respect to learning you write and post from a Vita, you have my sincere admiration, and sympathy, for your intense dedication.

Though I can pinpoint a handful of errors, I think this is rather good for a Vita submission, after which learning the difficult of doing from your description, I'm surprised your posting at all. So, it's nice to see what we can from you.

In regards to the story, what I loved the most was your description of the doctor's thoughts, feelings, lusts. It made him so real and, as the focal character, it almost sadistically attracted sympathy for his love of the patient he was abusing. That twist at the end really upgraded the level of depth in the story, and although I could see this going further in so many ways, I'm content with what was presented.

Obviously, morally the doctor is little different than them, but it is so interesting the way he sees himself so different and actually legitimate in his actions towards her. Another reason I like the character depth placed in him.

Great work on this submission, I prefer it a lot over the first. Though it's apparently been deleted. I think you should have still kept it up, just to satisfy high and Leonard.

You're making me blush. The part of the doctor suffering upon realizing how his love had been used by others as well, was dericious for me.



No, it's much better off gone. Thanks for reading this one and giving me the review and praise.