The Moray Eel: Pandemonium - Sex Stories

The Moray Eel: Pandemonium

... promise I will change anything, but I promise I will think about it.

Simone forced herself to smile.

- Good. Now we perhaps better talk about something frivolous before we end crying together.

The weeks that followed, Madi investigated on Internet about Doctoresse M and the Pandemonium obsessively. She was so caught in it that she sometimes forgot to eat, smoke, do cam show or even go to the porn cinema. In fact the only thing she did not forget was to visit and help her friend Simone.

Despite her extensive research Madi was disappointed. She found more about the body modifications, the sexual freak shows and even about reconstructive surgery. But it was hard to verify the information, most sounded more than rumor than serious information.

In fact the more she investigated the more things seemed to be hidden behind a veil of mystery. Was it just an urban legend? She had to know. To investigate deeper, she left messaged on various forums where the subject had been talked about and send personal messages and E mails to the people she could join.

At end of the month the monthly check showed the toll that her new obsession had taken on her. Her weight had not moved at all since the previous month. She forgot to dye her hair so that her natural blond color started to be visible again.

Madeline's eighth month in the house was frustrating. She got very few answers to her requests for information. Most people who answered told her they couldn't say more due to ...

... confidentiality contract or will to protect Doctoresse M anonymity. One wrote that she owned much to the doctor that did miracles for her. Madi's frustration lead her to do more search that brought her only more frustration since she found nothing else. In the middle of the month she received an E mail from contact@pandemonium.com.

"Why don't you come too see by yourself. As a reward for your hard work we offer you tea and cakes at 4:00 pm next Wednesday at the Pandemonium in Bonn."

For a minute Madi was a frightened. What did they knew about her? Probably not much, just the messages she send to people asking for information. What were the risks if she went there? Being kidnapped or killed?

For the kidnapping risk she just had to left as much information possible on her desk to be found if she disappears. About death, she was not sure she really care, and like for the kidnapping option, she could left information to lead to them.

Bonn was almost 4 hours driving from Madeline's home, less if she had a good car but the one she had was a tiny old one. So tiny for the obese woman she was now that entering and leaving it was not easy. She knew she looked ridiculous in it. She even saw people laughing at her when seeing her in her car. But it was not enough to prevent her from doing the trip to Bonn. She planned her trip and inspected the streets next the brothel using Google maps.

She left her house on Wednesday at the end of the morning. Since her car was no formula ...