Do you believe in spiritual beings? Well, hold on to your socks for what you are about to hear. While I was speaking in-depth with a friend of 20-plus years, she shared the most amazing and terrifying experience: sex with an incubus. Your first question might be, what is an incubus? As defined by Dictionary.com, it’s “an imaginary demon or evil spirit supposed to descend upon sleeping persons, especially one fabled to have sexual intercourse with women during their sleep. Compare succubus” (Matthew 17:21; I will explain later).
What? Can this really be true? It’s no wonder why that, when renting an apartment or buying a home, the law states the owner must disclose to you if there has been a death there within the past three years. Seems odd, but what do they know that they are not telling us?
All right, let’s get to the good stuff. Here’s how Jay’s story begins: Jay had been living in the same apartment for two-and-half years and never noticed anything strange about her humble abode--until her boyfriend left. After the breakup, she had told him he needed to go find another place to live. As after most breakups, Jay began to feel lonely, so she started spending more time with her cousin and sister to fill the void.
Here’s where it gets interesting. Jay says she normally sleeps naked. Very sexy, I might say. And one day, she woke up and found that her vagina was wet, and wondering why she was so hot and bothered. She could not remember having an erotic dream, so she kind of brushed the incident off. But later in the day, she recalled having had a dream that someone was making love to her, though she could not identify an actual person. It was almost as if this person were translucent--there but not there. Yikes!
After this first incident, it happened again three days later. Soon, it started happening every day. Jay recalls that something was happening to her person. Whatever it was in the mist gradually increased its presence. It made Jay become more of an introvert than her usual outgoing self. Hmm, pretty wise for an incubus. Take your time and work it slowly; every woman loves that. Jay began to feel a little bit afraid, so she decided to keep more company away from home with her sister and family friend, in an effort to overcome her fears. She was not really sure what she was afraid of; she just knew something was different. She became unsure of herself, when normally she is okay with being home alone. Jay found herself spending time everywhere else she could, but not at home. She did not know why, but intuitively, she knew she did not want to be there. This resulted in her coming home, on a regular basis, at odd hours between 11 and one a.m, even knowing she had to be up early the next day to take her daughter to school and go to work. She noticed her behavior becoming very irregular.