I Love You So Much Its Scary

Since I had a lot of fun with my previous contest, I decided to throw my hat in once more. This is my entry to the 2024 Halloween Contest. I simply couldn't pass up the opportunity to make a themed story based on my favorite holiday. Even though this is listed as an incest story, there is a heavy dosage of paranormal influences as well as some mild horror elements; Keeping in spirit with Halloween, of course.

That said, I'm quite proud of this story and I hope you feel the same way about this too. Be sure to check out the contest page as there are some truly excellent stories on the docket this year!

As always, all participants in this story are over the age of 18. Any names used are purely coincidental and do not reflect any person, living or dead.

A big thanks to Todger65 for his editing prowess, like always!

- Alexandra

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Halloween was always the favorite holiday for Noah Swenson. The decorations. The candy. The scary movies. And, of course, the costumes. Screw everyone who says that Thanksgiving or Christmas are the best, Spooky Season is where it's at!

However, this year, he just couldn't seem to get into the holiday spirit. Any other year, he'd head out with his girlfriend to go and celebrate at a couple of different places, but this year, there was no girlfriend; Not after they had broken up a few months back.

So now, here he was the Thursday before the Halloween weekend, sitting in his apartment, mulling how he was going to spend the weekend. He considered just putting on a cheap vampire costume, complete with fake teeth and a cape, before heading to a bar and, hopefully, get laid.

As he sat on the couch watching 'Get Out' on TV, his phone buzzed to life. He grabbed the phone and saw that it was his sister, Kayla.

"Hello Kayla. To what do I owe this pleasure?" He spoke with a faux-British accent.

She giggled. "Sounds like you're having fun right now. You're usually pumped that it's Halloween."

"Yeah, kind of a downer this year, since I'm single for the first time in about 6 years." Noah mused.

Kayla hummed in affirmation. "I hear that. I'm still sort of picking myself up off the ground after leaving Chad's worthless ass."

At 32 years old, she was three years older than Noah. Growing up, the two were fairly close. Kayla was instrumental in helping Noah meet his first girlfriend back in high school. Thanks to her advice and pointers, they would often times spend their free time hanging out with each other if none of their friends were free.

She had just moved to town a few months ago after a particularly messy break-up from her ex-boyfriend. Much like her brother, she had jet black hair and blue eyes. Ever since she moved to town, Noah was over at her house almost every week, just to hang out since he didn't really have too many friends, and to make up for all the lost time they were apart after she left for college back when they were younger.

Kayla asked her brother a question. "Say, got a minute?"

"I do. What's up?" Noah had her full attention.

Kayla began her sales pitch. "So seeing as how neither of us have anything planned for this weekend, or any dates for that matter; I was thinking you and I can try and win a costume contest for best dressed couple at a couple of places that I had in mind."

"You must be joking, right?" Noah laughed.

She seemed offended by his remark. "Nooooah, c'mon! We're going to have a lot of fun! Besides, I know how much you love dressing up and I have just the costume for us."

He felt obligated to hear her out. "Alright, I'll bite. What is your costume idea?"

"It's Aladdin and Princess Jasmine." She giggled.

Noah leaned forward and placed his hand on his forehead. "I'm sorry but what?"

"I didn't stutter, Noah. I'll dress as Princess Jasmine and you'll go as Aladdin." She said in a matter-of-fact voice.

He laughed out loud. "Kayla, you've got to be joking. You want us to dress up as a couple of Disney characters?"

"Umm...yeah! C'mon Noah. Even if we don't end up winning, it's sure as hell better than being cooped up in your apartment during your favorite holiday. We'll go out, have a few drinks and, hey, I'll even be your wingman." She said cheerfully.

Noah's eyes became wide. "Woah, you'd do that for me?"

"Of course, I would. That's what big sisters are for after all." Kayla giggled.

"Okay, you've got yourself a deal. Plus, I can even be YOUR wingman if you're looking to hook-up with someone."

"Eh, sure. But really I just want to go out, unwind and just have a good time. Plus, you'll keep any creeps who might be interested in me at bay."

They planned on meeting at her house at 6:30pm the following day to change before heading out together. The last time they had dressed up for Halloween together was when the two were in elementary school. Noah was in first grade and dressed up as Spiderman, while his older sister went as Tinkerbelle, complete with a gaudy blonde wig that their mother had to style to match that of the aforementioned character.

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After he hung up his phone, he headed to the grocery to do his weekly shopping. As Noah exited the store, he saw there was a canopy in the parking lot that he didn't recall being there before. This stall in particular seemed like something you'd see at a Renaissance Festival, with ornate decorations and wind chimes hanging from the red-clothed ceiling. A wooden sign was hanging from the ceiling that simply said "Te Bis."

On the table were items that can only be described as "New Age." Everything from crystals, earrings, dresses, and even household decor.

The woman sitting behind the table, looked to be about in her early 50s with an olive complexion. Her black hair was done up in a braid that circled around her head. She was dressed as your stereotypical hippie. She wore an old Grateful Dead Tye-Dye t-shirt and a long green skirt with strapped sandals. There were countless rings on both of her hands and she wore a pair of rounded transparent sunglasses on her face that looked like they belonged to John Lennon.

"What the hell, it's Halloween. Might as well check it out."

He shrugged to himself as he placed his groceries into the trunk of his car then walked over to the stand.

Noah walked up to the stand and looked at everything in front of him. "Nice set up you have here!"

The woman laughed "Well thank you, dear. I've been here for a couple of months and business has been booming for myself."

"Huh, I don't recall seeing you here before and I'm here pretty much every other day." Noah raised an eyebrow at her.

The woman smiled at him. "I set my own hours. One of the perks of my job after all." She paused as she eyed the young man in front of her. "You seem distraught, is everything okay?"

"Yeah... no." Noah felt oddly compelled to tell her the truth. "Normally I love celebrating but this is the first Halloween where I'm not dating anyone. In fact, the only reason I'm going out this year is because I'm going to enter a couple of costume contests with my sister so we can hopefully win some extra money."

"Ah, so you're lonely and desire companionship." The woman leaned forward and clasped her hands together.

He was at a loss of words. "Well yeah, I'm hoping that I'll be able to hookup with someone this weekend but I'm no-"

The woman interrupted him as she stood up. "No need, I can help you out with that. In fact, I will help you find your one true love."

At this point, Noah could barely contain his laughter. "Oh really? And how exactly are you going to do that? I mean, having a wingman is nice and all, but I'm not sure how you could help me."

"Ah, but it is not me who will help you. It will be the spirits who will guide you towards her." She gently smiled at him.

He could no longer hold himself back and started laughing. "Ma'am, I'm so sorry but I'm totally not buying it. You mean to tell me that fucking GHOSTS are going to help me find my soulmate? I'm willing to bet you want me to pay you $500 upfront for this too."

However, the woman remained standing there and continued to smile at him, unfazed by his mockery. "I have no need for money as I do not do any of this for monetary gain. It's simply a service that I offer. I assure you that you will be changing your tune by the time the spirits are finished with yourself."

Noah came down from his laughing fit as he heard this. Figuring there was nothing to lose, he decided to humor her. "Alright lady, what the hell? If you're so confident in your abilities, I'll try anything out at this point."

"I was hoping you'd say that." She grinned at him as she produced a crystal from the pocket of her skirt. "Please stand where you are and don't move."

The woman brought the crystal to her chest as she began to mumble a chant in a language he didn't understand. She rocked gently back and forth as her speech became slightly louder, which made Noah just a little bit uneasy.

"She is starting to freak me out. Maybe I should just walk away and head back home."

He thought to himself.

However, before he could even move, the woman let out a loud gasp, stopped chanting and stood completely still. Breathing heavily, she murmured to herself. "Hmm...interesting."

"Uh... is everything okay?" Noah asked with a slight concern in his voice.

The woman nodded her head. "Oh yes, everything is quite alright. The spirits have shown to me your one true love."

"Okay, can I get a name at least?" He asked her with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"No, names I cannot provide, but the spirits can help guide you to her; Bring you two together." She opened her eyes, which were glowing behind her translucent sunglasses. She grinned at him. "Do you accept the offer?"

Noah took a step back as he watched her. "Uh... what's going on with your eyes?"

"Do you accept? Answer us, Noah." Her voice had become flanging and distorted with a deeper tone underneath.

"How the hell does she know my name?"

His heart was racing. If this was a prank, it was a very good one.

"Yes yes, I accept just stop whatever you're doing with your eyes and voice, it's freaking me the fuck out." Noah said in a panic.

"Very well. We shall guide you. Be forewarned, it's not who you might think it is. You should be prepared for anything." The woman exhaled as the glow behind her sunglasses faded and her voice returned to normal.

"Ah, I'm so delighted to see the spirits have agreed to help you." She smiled at him as if nothing happened.

Noah threw his hands up. "What the hell was that lady? And how the fuck did you know my name?"

"Ah, but I didn't know your name. The spirits are the ones who had this knowledge. Not myself." She chuckled as she sat down in her seat once more.

He pointed a finger at her and shouted. "No way in hell do I buy that! Seriously who the hell are you?"

Suddenly a man's voice called out to him from behind. "Hey man, you doing okay there?"

He turned around and saw one of the store employees walk towards him. He was an older gentleman with balding gray hair and a goatee.

"Dude, this chick just started doing some weird shit. She knows my name and everything." He turned around and gestured to where the canopy was... except it was no longer there.

Noah's face went pale and his voice became frantic. "I... what the hell! She was right here!"

"Who was right there? We've been watching you from the window for the past 5 minutes just standing there looking off into space like you were some kind of zombie. One of our customers kept honking their horn at you, trying to get you to move." The employee told him.

He began to panic. There was a woman right there and it was so vivid. Yet he was being told that no one saw the woman and her stand that she had set up.

"Are you doing okay, man?" The employee looked Noah in the eye.

He shook his head. "Y-yeah, I'm just going to head home now. It's probably allergies or something." With that, Noah ran back to his car, fired up the ignition, and drove back to his apartment.

******

As Noah lay in bed that night, he kept replaying his encounter with the strange woman in his head. Who was she? How did she know his name? Perhaps, most importantly, was he going crazy? Certainly, this woman, if she was real, wasn't being honest about these "spirits" finding his "one true love."

He tossed and turned for over an hour, pondering these thoughts. He pulled out his phone, which displayed the time of 11:47. Noah grunted as he stood up, grabbed the empty glass from his nightstand, and headed to the kitchen to fill it up with some water.

He took a giant gulp of the water and murmured to himself. "None of that was real. You've just been stressing out lately."

Suddenly he heard the sound of the shower curtains in the bathroom being moved, immediately followed by the unmistakable sound of the shower faucet being turned. Lastly, the faint humming of a female could be heard coming from behind the bathroom door.

Noah stood there in stunned silence.

"Shit, did someone break into the apartment and I didn't even notice it?!"

He thought to himself as he looked around the empty apartment.

He crept over to the closet next to the doorway that led to the hallway and grabbed his baseball bat. Turning around, he slowly began his advance to the bathroom as he clutched the Louisville Slugger with both of his hands.

As Noah stood in front of the doorway, he could hear the woman's voice humming the tune of Katy Perry's "Firework" over the sounds of the water hitting the surface of the bathtub. He took a couple of deep breaths as he psyched himself up.

He grabbed the brass handle of the door and expected to charge in. However as the door swung open, a large cloud of mist poured forth from the entrance and obscured his vision. The sound of the woman's singing became clearer as Noah began stepping towards the shower.

One step...two...three....four...five...six...seven...eight...nine...wait!

Noah stopped as he still clutched the bat. Something was wrong. His bathroom was small and it took maybe three steps from the doorway to reach the shower. Centering himself, he looked around and realized that he couldn't see the toilet, sink, wall... or any other fixtures for that matter.

His breath began to quicken as he tried to find his way back to the door but he soon realized that too was gone. Noah began to cough as the mist became even heavier and the temperature in the room began to rise significantly as the woman's singing became louder.

'Cause baby... you're a firework...

"Oh shit, I need to get out of here." He whispered to himself as his white t-shirt clung to his chest, soaked in sweat. Noah then felt his legs give out and he collapsed to the ground and dropped the baseball bat. It hit with a loud clanking sound as it made contact with the tiled floor.

Come on, show 'em what you're worth

Noah's body was seemingly drained of its energy as he tried to prop himself up on his arms but to no avail. He felt as if a weighted blanket was covering him as she could no longer move. Panic began to set in as the singing became louder.

Make 'em go, "Oh, oh, oh"

Noah's vision began to fade as his face was resting on the tile floor. The temperature continued to reach scorching levels and his body was now drenched in sweat. His last thoughts before he lost consciousness were that he was convinced that he was going to die right there.

As you shoot across the skyyyyyy.

When Noah came to, he was leaning against the slanted wall of a large pool with rose petals floating atop the warm water's surface. He looked down and realized that he was now naked.

"What the hell, how did I end up here? Where the fuck are my clothes?" He sat upright as he looked around the room and noticed that it wasn't really a room at all. Beyond the confines of the pool was an open field filled with red roses. He then noticed that he was outside and that the sun had already set beyond the horizon; leaving only a red and purple sky.

Suddenly another figure emerged from underneath the water's surface. Except it wasn't just any figure, it was a naked woman. Her back was to him as rose petals clung to her wet back and shapely ass, which complimented her slightly flared hips. Her long hair, the color of which he couldn't quite make out due to the light, or lack thereof, came down past her shoulders as it stuck to her wet body.

She turned around and looked at Noah, who was still sitting in the same spot he awoke in. Her front was dotted with more rose petals, Her breasts were average sized, B-cup by Noah's estimates, with quarter sized pink nipples and there was a thin triangular patch of black pubic hair above her shaved pussy lips and a tattoo of a line of roses on her mons. Her long black hair covered her tear drop shaped face, save for her blood red lips, which were smiling back at Noah.

The naked woman began to walk towards him, the water stopping just below her knees as she ran her hands down her sides. She let out a soft groan and knelt next to Noah, was who transfixed on this naked beauty before him.

She cupped the left side of his face as she gently smiled at him.

"Hello lover..." The woman whispered at him. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

"Who... who are you?" Noah's voice was shaky.

Before he could ask her anything else, she pressed her soft lips against his as her warm tongue slid to his mouth. Her wet hair pressing into his face as she did do. Noah grabbed the sides of her hips as she straddled his waist and pressed her ass against his shaft.

Her face looked down at him but he couldn't make out the rest of her facial features. Noah reached up to try and remove the hair that obscured the rest of her face but her hand quickly grasped his wrist as she shook her head.

"You're not ready to see me yet." Her whisper had an air of seriousness to it as she reached behind her, grabbed his erect cock with her other hand and began to stroke it.

Noah let out a moan. Whoever this was, her hand felt amazing on his dick and she clearly knew what she was doing. His breathing tensed up as he stared into her face. "Oooo fuck, that feels so good."

"All for you baby..." She gently cooed at him as her movements picked up speed. The woman spoke in a way that made it hard to tell her tone of voice. It's almost like she was hiding herself from Noah.

Planting another kiss onto his lips, the woman then grasped his cock and threw a leg over his lap. She teased the tip of his cock at the entrance to her pussy as a bolt of electricity shot through his body.

"I love you so much, Noah..." The woman whispered at him as she slowly eased herself onto his dick, eliciting a moan from the two of them. As he bottomed out inside of her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and they shared another passionate kiss before she started to ride him.

Noah wasn't sure who this mysterious woman was, but he felt an undeniable aura of love emanate from her. She wasn't going to betray or harm him in any way. Whoever she was, it was very apparent she cared deeply about him.

"Oh my god, you feel so nice baby." He let out a moan as he ran his hands up her sides and cupped her breasts. Noah pinched her nipples lightly, which prompted an airy gasp from her. "They feel good, don't they? Soon, they'll be all yours..."

Noah felt his orgasm was close. The woman drew his head into her bosom as she threw her head back, her hair still covering most of her face. She felt his body tense up as she teased him one last time. "I want you to come inside of my fucking pussy baby. Make me yours, Noah..."

Her words, combined with her intoxicating musk, was too much for Noah to handle. He clenched his teeth together and shut his eyes as his cock exploded inside of his mysterious lover.