Survive the Night! Part 1 (English) (Patreon)

Happy Hallow- Oh wait, not yet. Tehee~

So~ Here, we bring up to you! Our first special!

What is it about? Well, a more lewd parody of Friday 13th~

What will you find here? An SFW story about a beautiful lady transportated to a movie! Where she has to survive the evilness of Jason! Will she survive? Or will she perish!? Well, whatever the case, she will surely try to stay with the protagonist, since she survived in the movie!

Enjoy my dears~! Tomorrow, 2 things will be posted as well for the special!

Part 2 of this, which is the aftermath, possessing NSFW content, plus an NSFW story regarding 2 OCs of ours~! Ups, talked too much.

“What a shitty movie…” She said, sighing after watching it… Seriously, nobody had any survival instinct in those movies, except the protagonist. Or well, in this case, the female protagonist.

Like, the killer is looking for you, and instead of running out of the cabin when you have all the time in the world before he finds you, most of the group stayed in the cabin hiding like chameleons… 

Although, seeing the axe blow the killer gave the only one who actually ran, throwing that weapon and plunging it into her back, maybe it was dangerous after all… But oh well, it was all script. Nothing more than that.

Although… Something she found curious about this installment of the horror genre was that the protagonist wasn't just in that group because of a mistake by the travel company, but they were all from the same university, and apparently the protagonist was being bullied when it was discovered that she was intersex or some shit…

What was the problem? None of them resonated with her, a person from 2027, but she assumed that, being set in the 90s, the exclusion would be more intense.

Was it necessary? Not really, bullying can’t be just because of that stuff… But oh well.

But certainly, the bullying plot was quite strange, but she wasn't expecting anything very profound from this slasher film in general.

Perhaps it was just to make the viewer empathize more with the protagonist, and thus get more nervous when she was in danger. And it certainly worked, but God… The only good thing about the film was the protagonist. There was also a pretty… Bitchy… Woman who died at the beginning along with her boyfriend, who was the protagonist's main bully.

That was also surprising, she thought he would last longer, being the biggest bully of the nerdy girl.

But well, she'd give it a… 6/10. Not that good, not that bad, despite the bad initial impression. 

So she stretched, got up from her chair, and went to brush her teeth. She drank some water, fixed her hair, and making sure to lock all the doors in her house properly, went to sleep~

A very nice bed~ Very nice sheets~ And a lovely night to sleep eight hours straight~

...

"Hey, wake up."

The male voice woke her up... Ugh... So sleepy...

"What's wrong with you? You fell asleep in the middle of all this." The same voice annoyed her a little, she didn't like the noise as soon as she woke up, much less when she had slept so little... 

And opening her eyes, she saw a man, dark-haired...

"Huh...?" She blinked a couple of times before swatting at him, slapping him hard. "Wah!" She yelled.

"Gah! What the hell, Edith!?" The man rubbed his face, turning to the other side of the bed. He was…

“Y-You’re… N-Naked…!” The girl said, pointing a finger at him as she got out of bed.

“… Yeah…? Weren’t we going to have sex? You just fell asleep out of nowhere…” Confused, he exclaimed, but then the woman looked at him closely…

“You… You’re…”

“Your boyfriend, duh.” He replied, but that wasn’t the right answer for the girl.

He was…

“Y-You’re the guy from the movie!” She said quickly.

“Huh? Movie…? Did you hit your head, Edith?” Annoyed, the man asked, getting out of bed.

“Whoa! Don’t come near me like that!” The girl said, quickly circling the bed and heading for the door, but… In the process, she bumped into a mirror. And when she looked at it… “H-Huh…?”

N-No, it can't be… S-She was… She was watching the woman who died first…

She heard a thud behind her, turned around, and saw… The naked man was lying on the bed, with a hole in his back…

And going towards her…

“T-The fucking Jason…!” She yelled, quickly going to the door, turning the handle which… From the force she applied, broke… Exactly like in the movie… It was an old cabin…

This was the moment she died…

B-But!

She ducked, and prevented the machete from piercing her head, embedding itself in the wooden door.

Then, the killer grabbed her hair with superhuman strength, throwing her backward so far that she crashed through the only window in the room, falling onto the grass outside…

“S-Shit…” She groaned, hurting from the impact, but managed to get up. She wasn't injured, at least not superficially, though the fall still hurt quite a bit, and hitting the window…

Turning around and looking back at the cabin… There was the killer… Staring at her without any visible emotion…

She didn't stay any longer and started running in the opposite direction from the cabin, no, in the opposite direction from Jason…

“W-What the hell is going on…” She gasped as she ran as fast as she could. Her breasts were too big now… It was making it hard to keep her balance… N-Not to mention her thighs and her ass were too… Too thick… Did she really reincarnate out of nowhere…!? And why this character of all people…!? 

“Haaa… Haaaa… Y-You bitch… D-Didn’t you ever do cardio in your life…?” She groaned, exhausted, and had to blame the one who had once owned this body… So she started walking through the trees and grass… And opened her eyes, seeing a small path, moving faster…

If she could find her way out of here, i-it shouldn’t be too complicated…

S-She had just seen someone die earlier, h-he meant nothing to her, but it was still shocking… Not only that, but some damned being that wasn’t human had tried to kill her too…

“Ughhhh…” She groaned between gasps, reaching the path. It was dirt, it seemed almost forgotten, but… Huh… It seemed familiar…

“U-Uh… Are you… Edith…?” She heard a female voice from the side, looking in that direction.

“E-Elizabeth!” She exclaimed, surprised. It… It was the protagonist…!

“A-Ah! Y-Yes!” She squealed at the shout, jumping nervously as she tried not to drop her books and readjusted her glasses. “W-Weren’t you in the good cabin…?” She asked, looking at Edith.

“Listen!” The blonde said quickly, approaching her. “There’s a killer there! D-Don’t go!” She exclaimed seriously. “W-We have to find that guy’s car… Victor! And get out of here!”

“H-Huh? W-Why…?” The girl trembled, frightened and intimidated, shrinking back. “I-Is this just another excuse to throw me in the mud…?” She muttered under her breath, more to herself. “Or maybe they’re going to lock me up in there all night…” She theorized, also in a low tone.

“U-Ugh…” Right… To her, he shouldn’t be anyone but her bully’s girlfriend… Fucking Victor… She didn’t know if he deserved to die, but he was definitely messing things up even after death… “L-Listen carefully… V-Victor is dead…” She said, calming down, looking at Elizabeth, who had a bead of sweat on her forehead. “F-FYI, I didn’t even like that guy, I have nothing to do with what he did to you!” She said nervously. Sh-She should be with the protagonist…

“U-Um… Okay…” The girl sweated, looking to the side, not knowing what to say about it, but… Looking somewhat disapproving.

“Believe it or not, he’s dead… And we’re not going to that cabin… It’s there… Oh…” She remembered then… “The others in the group are there too…” She let out a bead of sweat… 

Yes… After killing Victor and her, the killer was carrying out a massacre there, like a cat chasing a mouse…

“Yes… I know…” Elizabeth murmured, grimacing. “E-Edith, you don’t need to scare me into not going to the big cabin… I-I already left my things in the small cabin where you left me… I-I was just walking around a bit…” She blurted out timidly, as if hoping that would be enough to let her go.

“Then I’ll go with you to the small cabin…” Edith quickly said, approaching and taking half of the books the girl was carrying.

“H-Hey!” The girl squealed, timidly trying to get them back.

“L-Let’s not waste any time, let’s go!” Edith said, starting to walk to the right, avoiding going to the left at all costs, which would lead her to the large cabin, as she remembered from the movie.

“W-Wait! T-They’re mine!” The nerd cried, quickly following Edith with desperation and helplessness.

Edith kept walking.

Good~ If she could be with the protagonist, she must be okay~ She was destined to survive in this movie~

So, despite a few complaints from Elizabeth, she continued carrying the three large books, while she could already see the small old cabin in the distance.

“‘The Story of the Dinosaurs’?” She murmured, reading the title of one of the books she was carrying.

“G-Give it back, Edith, please… M-My mom gave it to me…” Elizabeth whined, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

N-No, she couldn't just give her these books and let her go off alone… It was a death sentence…

“Uhm… My favorite is the Ankylosaurus…” She said, smiling. I-I had to earn her trust…

“W-What?” She blinked, standing there like a statue before it.

“I-It was quite a beast…~ One single tail swipe and it could shatter the jaw and bones of any dinosaur…~ P-Personally, I think it was the most perfect dinosaur…~” She said quickly… Sh-She didn’t ruin it… Did she…?

“…Y-Yes… It’s… Practically a living tank…” Elizabeth murmured, her eyes wide with disbelief. “I-I didn’t know… You liked dinosaurs…” She murmured shyly.

“I-I don’t really know much about them… But my favorites are the herbivores, l-like the Ankylosaurus, the Triceratops, and… Uhm… These long-necked ones… They were…” Wah! She’d just forgotten one of the only three she knew!

“S-Sauropods?” She blurted out, using the general name for the many creatures with those characteristics.

“Those~!” She exclaimed happily, finally remembering them. “They’re the most powerful animals that ever existed~ At least on land…” In the end, the largest and heaviest was from the modern era, the blue whale, but oh well. That was the extent of her knowledge of large animals…

“Y-Yes~ A single step from one was so heavy that it created small pits where smaller dinosaurs could get trapped, either because they were very deep, or because the pressure created quicksand in wetter soil. I-In fact, there’s a fossil record that confirms it, where a small dinosaur was found practically inside the fossilized footprint of a-… U-Um… S-Sorry, I got carried away…” She stopped abruptly, lowering her gaze, embarrassed and shy.

“Wow, I didn’t know that. From what little I remember reading, its tail could cause sonic booms.” She murmured curiously. 

“Y-Yes…~ T-Those are diplodocus~ T-They used their t-tails as whips against predators~” She blurted out, slightly more excited.

“I-It must have been awful to get whipped by such a long, heavy tail…~” She added with a nervous giggle. Was she getting her…? S-She looked more comfortable now…~

“T-There are, um… R-Records of dinosaurs having their j-jaws shattered by whips from those…” She added quietly, before glancing to the side and stopping, staring at the old cabin.

“It must have been awful… Do you have the key, Elizabeth?” She asked, looking at the cabin. Uh… It was small…

“Y-Yes…” She replied, taking a small key from her pocket and approaching the door. Upon opening it, a cold gust of wind and several leaves and dust flew out, revealing how dirty and freezing the cabin was inside…

“How eerie…” Edith shivered, but still, she was the first to go in. She preferred this to being in the big cabin… Where… There must be a massacre happening…

W-Was she taking this too lightly…? No… She needed to stay calm and keep a cool head…

She placed the books on the only table, looking around for a cell phone. Although…

Damn… It’s like the 80s… There aren’t cell phones like there used to be…

“I-Is something wrong…?” Elizabeth murmured, silently looking at the blonde, unsure what to do, simply picking up the books she had left.

“I thought there was a phone in here…” She said, scratching her head.

“A-Ah… Y-Yes, I think there was one.” She murmured, moving into another room.

“R-Really~? W-We have to call the police.” She said quickly, following her.

“T-The police? B-But…” Elizabeth froze, with Edith passing by her and heading towards the online phone on a small table. She picked it up and looked at the dial… And kept looking at it…

“Uh… Do you know how to use it…?” She asked Elizabeth… Ironically, it was such old technology that she had no idea how to use it…

“Y-Yes…?” The girl grimaced, confused. “B-But why would we want to call the police…?”

“I-I told you there’s a murderer, Elizabeth…” She said quickly.

“R-Right…” The nerd sweated, saying nothing more. She sighed softly and grabbed the phone, dialing a few numbers.

The phone started ringing, and Edith held it to her ear until something clicked.

“911, what is your emergency?”

“P-Police, t-there’s a killer here… A-At least one person died, I think his name was… V-Victor… Smith… And maybe more…” She said quickly, a little nervously.

Elizabeth looked at her in surprise… She was telling the same story to the police… S-She shouldn’t lie to the police… W-Wuh… She’d get into trouble…

“What’s your address?”

“Uh… T-There isn’t an address here… C-Can’t you trace the call like they do in the movies…?” The blonde asked.

“Trace the call? Where are you calling from?”

“A-Address? W-We’re in Crystal Lake…” Elizabeth murmured under her breath, confused.

“That’s it! Crystal Lake! Get all the police, the Sheriff, the army, the Green Caps, everyone! There’s a killer who’s murdering everyone!” Edith said quickly.

‘Hold on, there are officers en cam-’

A muffled sound persisted, that…

“Hello…?” Edith asked, tugging a little on the line, the cable feeling loose… It was coming down from the roof, but… “Oh no…” She let go, opening the only window and looking up, then down… The cabin’s only two cables were down by the trees… “He cut the cables from the big cabin…” She gasped, paling.

“U-Um… What?” Elizabeth blinked, confused.

“B-But… In the movie, you were safe here until the massacre ended and the police arrived…” She muttered to herself… “Staying here might be the key…”

“T-The police are 50 minutes away… I-I don’t know what kind of joke this is, b-but we’re seriously going to be in trouble…” The nerd blurted out, extremely restless, stuffing her books into a backpack.

“No… We have bigger problems…” Edith said, swallowing hard, pointing into the distance… 

Elizabeth looked, noticing black smoke…

“I-It wasn’t supposed to happen so fast… It was supposed to give us more time…” Edith groaned.

“I-Is that fire…?” Elizabeth trembled, staring at the wisps of smoke.

“It burned down the cabin… H-He’ll come for us…” She blurted out, putting her hands to her head.

“W-Was the k-killer thing true!?” She shrieked, now truly terrified.

“H-How are we going to kill him…? He’s immortal…” Edith gasped, looking around.

“W-What?” Elizabeth blurted out, too scared and nervous to even understand what she said.

“E-Elizabeth, t-think, you’re smart, there must be something here to surprise him and buy us time for the police to arrive…”

“A-Um… I-I…” Restless and nervous, the girl looked around. “D-Did you say V-Victor’s car? D-Do you have the keys?”

“No… I think they’re in the big cabin…”

“O-Ow… W-Well…” She grabbed her chin. “M-My dad taught me how to start cars without a key… I-If we manage to get to the car and get in, I-I think I can start it so we can leave…” She suggested.

“T-That… That would be perfect…” Edith nodded. “B-But first we have to get there…”

“T-The parking lot is closer to here than to the big cabin… I-If we leave now… M-Maybe we’ll make it in time…” She mumbled shakily, starting to pack her things into her backpack.

“T-That’s exactly what Jason wants! Haven’t you ever seen a horror movie?!” the blonde said nervously.

“H-Huh? N-No…” She blurted out, confused. “B-But you said he’s coming… I-If we can’t leave, b-but we can’t stay either, W-What do we do?”

“Ugh…” Edith gritted her teeth and started looking around.

“W-What are you doing…?”

“I’m trying to find something that will help us…” The blonde replied, looking under the table, chairs, on the few shelves there were… And when Elizabeth took a step to the side, she heard a creak. There was a rug, but… She moved it with her foot, seeing a trapdoor…

“U-Um… T-This is… I-It looks like a basement…” She murmured, pointing towards the small door.

“Really!? You really have the script on your side~!” The blonde said smiling, getting up and approaching.

“T-The script…?” The girl sweated.

They both took the handle of the small door, opening it and seeing…

“What is this…?” Edith murmured, a drop of sweat forming… A strange engine?

“I-It looks like a diesel generator… M-My dad is a mechanic, so I-I know how it works… More or less… I-It’s not a car engine…” Elizabeth explained, grabbing one of its wires.

“It doesn’t matter… It’s no use to us…” Edith grumbled.

“W-Well… T-There’s a small puddle of water between the old cabin and the big one… A-Assuming the killer passes through there, we could electrocute him by leaving these wires there and turning on the generator…” She murmured, showing the two small wires of the generator.

“… I know water is an electrical conductor, but that puddle we crossed earlier is only about a meter in diameter… Maybe his foot will barely touch the bottom. Will that be enough…?”

“M-Maybe… I-It’s better than nothing… I-If we can’t take advantage of this and leave the generator running… The noise will distract him enough while we run to the car…”

“… And will this work…?” Edith murmured, looking at the old generator…

Elizabeth approached, using a little force to push the generator. It didn’t move much, but enough so that when she let go, it fell a little. The girl put her ear close.

"...W-Well, it has fuel, so... There's only one way to check..." She sweated.

Edith watched her bend down to grab the generator's starter cord. These weren't generators that could be turned on with the push of a button, like the ones she was used to…

She bent down too to look, curious, although with her new body, she wasn't yet used to its size, pressing her breasts against the protagonist's head.

"H-Hm…" The protagonist only let go, freezing up. "I-I'd better get something ready…" She murmured timidly.

"Well, turn it on, I don't want this thing not starting when we want to cook it." Edith blurted out, remembering several scenes from movies where that happened…

"O-Okay…" She nodded, grabbing a hook and tugging on it… Even though it was stiff. "G-Guh…" She groaned, trying to pull it with all her might, and finally, she gave way, letting out a loud grunt as it was pulled.

In the process, Elizabeth accidentally bumped Edith's breasts, who was standing behind her.

Edith blushed slightly and moved back a little… How difficult it was to deal with these pets in her bra…

After three tugs of the rope, an explosive sound was heard as the generator engine started, releasing a strong vibration.

Because of that vibration, something seemed to come loose from beneath the floor in that trapdoor, falling to the floor below, revealing to the two girls…

“A shotgun~!” Edith exclaimed excitedly, quickly bending down to grab the weapon, her face glowing with happiness at the sight.

“T-This place has a lot of dangerous things…” Elizabeth trembled, staring at the weapon in surprise.

Even as Edith bent down… Elizabeth managed to get a good view of her backside, making her blush to her ears.

“And it’s loaded~!” The blonde's voice snapped her out of her trance, watching her stand up. “Wait…” Looking around, the single light had come on. “The power’s already connected to the generator… Maybe with one of those long cables that got cut, we can do what you said, Elizabeth.” She said, holding the shotgun with both hands, looking out the window at those long cables… One of them would surely reach the water down the road about 300 meters away…

“U-Um… S-So…” The girl looked at one of the cables, then glanced to the side, and saw some insulated gloves. “I-I think we could grab him head-on in front of the puddle, threaten him with the shotgun, and-force him into the water…”

“…” Edith looked at her with a bead of sweat on her forehead, leaving Elizabeth confused… Yes… They didn’t know who Jason Voorhees was here…

…

Night fell, the birds were silent, and the only sounds were heavy footsteps on the ground, approaching the cabin…

Except for one very annoying bird that wouldn’t shut up.

“Caw caw.” It had to be a crow.

Reaching the small cabin, the weak outdoor spotlight exploded, plunging it into darkness, but through the crack under the door, light could be seen, and more importantly…

A very loud sound and vibrations were coming from inside. He didn't knock, nor did he use the handle. He raised his machete and struck the wooden door with superhuman force, opening a gaping gash. He drew his weapon and struck again, then used his fist to break half of the door. Grabbing the other half, he ripped it from the frame and threw it aside.

But when he looked inside… There was no one there…

“Jason!” He heard a female voice call after him, freezing for a second at the sound of that name… Turning around…

Edith raised the weapon, aiming it at the man's chest. Without any fear, he began walking quickly toward her.

Suddenly, a blinding flash lasted less than a second, followed by a deafening explosion that echoed through the forest, leaving a cloud of smoke and gunpowder in front of the discharged weapon.

The pellets struck and pierced the killer's clothing, skin, and muscles, applying a force that pushed him backward like a sack of potatoes, knocking him to the ground, inert, leaving a large splash of blood in front of him…

… Silence was all that followed, but Edith began to back away, then turned and started running down the dirt path.

Seconds passed… Ten… Fifteen… And suddenly, the killer raised his torso with a menacing violin-like sound, sitting up, then began to stand without any visible problem, despite the holes all over his torso and his shattered chest. He began walking quickly in that direction.

…

“Haaa…! S-Shit…! It’s so hard to run with this…!” Although she meant the shotgun, she also meant the balloons in front of her, but she kept going nonetheless. She had plenty of time; she had to stick to the plan, which was pretty good…

The problem was, though, that she didn’t know anything beyond that… Everything she did could have been based on the movie, but it had changed things so much that she had no idea what was going to happen-

A reflex after catching something in her peripheral vision made her duck as she ran, dodging a direct cut to her throat.

“W-What the hell!?” She screamed in fear, gaining the motivation to run faster, drawing energy from seemingly nowhere after seeing the killer again.

Could that son of a bitch teleport, or why was he so fast!? She heard him walking toward her, his footsteps intimidating, but he was increasing the distance… Until she could see the long puddle of water…~ Panting, exhausted, she stepped through it, stopping a meter after crossing, turning again, seeing the killer, who had suddenly closed the distance, walking toward her.

She aimed the shotgun at the man, waiting… He stepped into the puddle, walked across it, his feet sinking slightly to his ankles, walked almost out of it, at which point Edith fired the second and last bullet she had.

This shot hit him with the same brutality as the first, exploding his chest and throwing him to the ground, his body falling completely into the puddle.

Edith gasped, dropping the shotgun.

The killer moved his head, looking to the side after hearing something move, seeing another girl… With a wire with the end exposed that emitted a faint, constant sound, like a mosquito, ands he threw it. The copper touched the water… Suddenly, the water began to evaporate, and the man trembled violently. The water had soaked him, making him completely electrically conductive. He felt his body burning from the inside out, and from the outside in, with equal intensity.

“Edith, let’s go!” The girl said to the blonde, starting to run in the opposite direction from the small cabin.

“Y-Yes!”

They both ran, although Edith was already falling behind, tired from the previous run, but the burned-out cabin… Its lingering smoke could be seen getting closer.

Elizabeth panted, not exactly used to physical activity, with her backpack and all.

She looked back out of curiosity… And shrieked in fear when she saw the guy, somehow, move his head toward them, looking at them, even as he was being electrocuted and after having been shot twice with a shotgun.

T-That thing wasn’t human!

She looked ahead again, continuing on her way, helping Edith too, who was more tired than she was, until eventually, in a few minutes, they reached the burned-out cabin… One thing still intact: a 1967 Chevrolet Camaro.

“T-The car!” Edith gasped, running towards the vehicle, while Elizabeth tried to catch her breath.

Ugh, her ribs hurt…

Edith tried to open the door, but it was locked…

Gasping, she looked around, spotting a rock. She reached for it and picked it up, before throwing it at the driver's window, where it bounced off… She picked it up again and threw it back, with the same result.

“Why do they make windows so hard?!” She complained, picking up the rock and throwing it again, hitting the side of the window and shattering it into pieces.

Seeing this, Elizabeth approached, unlocking the door, wiping the seat, and getting in. She unlocked the passenger door, which Edith then opened and got in.

“W-What are you doing…?” The blonde asked, watching the nerd open something under the steering wheel, noticing some strange wires…

“I-I’m going to turn it on.” She stammered, quite nervous, pulling a small pair of scissors from her backpack and stripping wires.

“W-Well, do it quickly… If that guy gets out of there, he’s going to teleport or something… H-He’s like a ghost…!” Edith blurted out, trembling, looking around the back window, glancing in every direction.

“I-I’m doing it!” She squealed, starting to cry from nerves as she fiddled with the wires.

Connecting two of them, they released an electrical spark, and the car started.

“Y-Yes~!” Elizabeth celebrated, closing the door, shielding herself with the engine roaring after lightly pressing the accelerator.

“L-Let’s go and-! Kyaah!” Edith screamed after the window on her side shattered from an impact, a machete falling to the ground outside the vehicle.

Elizabeth shifted into first gear, flooring the accelerator, escaping at full speed.

“T-Thank God the windows are so strong!” A small squeal was heard from the vehicle, driving away… A foot landed next to the broken glass, the man watching the vehicle disappear. In the distance, flashing blue lights could be seen, accompanied by loud sirens.

He ducked, picking up the machete he had thrown at the blonde, hoping it would pierce her head, not counting on the hardness of the window. Smoking, burned, his chest ripped open by two gunshots, he began walking toward the blue lights and sirens.

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