Campfire Tail by Kris P. Kreme
Clayton isn’t sure why Jeff and Trevor brought him along, but as the fifth wheel of a little late night adventure to the swamps, he knows none of them should be there.
Julie and Janey are the sweetest girls, the more seductive and curvy Julie, the more innocent Janey, always on the minds of every guy in Miroir High. But taking them to the swamps and getting them frightened and friendly with spooky stories by campfire may backfire in ways none of the guys are prepared for.
After Clayton warns of a deadly ancient mirror somewhere in the very swamps around them, will the others taking a walk and finding that very mirror unleash a corrupting evil depravity in Julie and Janey forever?
Over 9,000 Words of Kreme!
Clayton knows exactly why Jeff and Trevor decided to take sisters Julie and Janey out into the spookiest swamps long after dark. It doesn’t take a genius to tell that the two high school studs are just after what every guy in school has probably fantasized about at one time or another. They’re wanting some Campfire Tail, but this tail may just come at a cost after setting the mood around a campfire with some spooky tales.
As far as Clayton’s concerned, he’s just out here to be the responsible one since clearly that’s the last thing on Trevor and Jeff’s mind. And to be fair, it’s hard to look into Julie and Janey’s beautiful faces and not see how easy it would be to lose all sense of anything remotely responsible.
For years Julie and Janey have been the girls every guy in Miroir High wanted, even a few teachers giving them looks they shouldn’t. But Julie and Janey are always good girls, even if the curvier brunette Julie does like to flirt and tease a fair amount.
For Clayton, Janey is the one he thinks most guys really want, her blonde hair adding to her innocence, her curves more natural and subtle, her sweetness something no country dish could match. And right now they most definitely are out in the country, swamp country that is.
As Trevor and Jeff tell their spooky tales around the campfire, trying to get the girls all worked up, purely so they will hopefully cling to the guys and let their guards down, only Clayton looks around at the spot they chose knowing there truly are things not worth testing on nights where the weather seems ready to turn stormy.
As it seems the stories about Crystal Creek and a Cajun named Jaison, or the frightening black death hearse traveling back roads to pick up fresh corpses, are working like a charm, Trevor getting a nice grope of Julie, Jeff with Janey leaning on his shoulder, Clayton has to tell them the one true story of why they shouldn’t be out here.
His tale begins with Marawind, supposedly a local resort with all sorts of rumors about what goes on there. But long before the mysteries of Marawind, there were stories of what went on in the very swamps before that place ever existed.
As Clayton explains, many centuries ago before many knew this continent even existed, a tribe of natives lived on this very land. And those natives practiced a most unusual form of human sacrifice. It wasn’t the bodies they sacrificed, at least not fully. No, as Clayton explains, the soil in the swamp required very specific needs, only found by spilling not blood but one’s very mind.
The weakest among the tribe was taken each month to a spot in the center of the swamp, a spot Clayton warns had to be somewhere very close to where they all are right now. There was supposedly an ancient mirror made by lightning and formed from the earth itself. Those judged weak had to look into that mirror, look at their reflections until the reflections looked back.
Jeff and Trevor though are more amused by the intensity and silliness they think Clayton is putting into his story, especially when he mentions that the sacrifice turned those who looked into the mirror into dirty sexual deviants whose lust became something they used to feed off of others.
Despite the urgent insistence that his story was meant to explain why they shouldn’t be here, naturally two horny guys are more interested in the girls beside them, but is there a truth to the tale?
Could the storms that have been in the area that very night have done as Clayton suggested, charging up the energy of some long forgotten ancient mirror in the middle of the very swamp the others decide to go off for a walk in?
When Clayton remains at the fire, Jeff and Trevor take the girls, thinking a walk will seal the deal on getting some action, but what will all of them think when they happen to stumble upon a very creepy and authentic looking clearing, the center of which happens to have a distorted ancient looking mirror rising up before them?
When sisters Julie and Janey look into that mirror, what will they find looking back… and do any of the guys have a chance against what may be unleashed when the world of that reflected image seems somehow different from the real world they stand in?
All they wanted was a little Campfire Tail, but in the end getting what every guy at Miroir High ever wanted might just be the ending to their own spooky stories.
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