One Night Stand

 

Content Warning:

Dark comedy, adult themes, male enhancement drug misuse, explicit sexual situations, embarrassment, and humorous horror elements.

Intro

One bad decision + one full glass of a dodgy male enhancement drink = a night Dominic will never forget. What started as a long-awaited one-night stand with the woman he had been chasing for months quickly turned into a nightmare of fangs, claws, and throbbing regret. This is a raw, hilarious dark comedy about lust, bad choices, and the painful price of trying too hard in the bedroom. Sometimes the real monster isn’t in your dream — it’s in the bottle.

The One-Night Stand That Almost Cost Him Everything

A Dark Comedy About Lust, Bad Decisions, and a Drink Nobody Should Take a Full Glass Of

The Nightmare Begins

"You're one of those who caused my problems. You help torment me, and now you will pay with your lifeblood."

Those were the words Faith said to Dominic before she transformed into a horror beyond his imagination. Her face became that of a spider, with rows of sharp teeth longer than his middle finger. Her hands turned into claws as sharp as swords, and she grew much taller than her usual height.

Chasing Trouble

Dominic had been pursuing Faith for six months, trying to get her into bed. She always told him to be patient, but he couldn't wait because of his high libido—an urge people often call a curse because of the trouble it causes.

As Faith transformed into that monster, Dominic crawled under his work table, using chairs as a barricade. He kept whispering, "I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead," before the horror ripped the table away. He looked up to see fangs and claws descending on him and screamed, "Jesus!"

"You think that would save you?" Faith asked, and her voice was like grinding gears, the fangs grew longer and sharper and thick saliva was drooling down. Dominic hunched over, eyes closed, heart beating like a drum. "Please, you don't have to do this, I promised to be good," Dominic said, shifting back until his back pressed the wall. He could see Faith looming over him and slowly her fangs started descending toward him. He felt the drool fall on his cheek. He couldn't move, his whole body was trembling. He clenched his teeth trying to stop them from chattering as he closed his eyes, knowing his time had come. He visualized the spider-like face and how each of the sharp claw-like legs sprouted from the corners of her mouth, and when her hot breath reached him, he screamed.

Waking Up in a Cold Sweat

He woke up with a start, discovering it was only a dream. He was drenched in sweat even though the room was freezing. It was midnight.

He shuddered, wondering if he would be able to sleep again. He knelt by his bed to pray. Though he hadn't been a devoted Christian or a regular churchgoer, he believed God was forgiving. Just as he began, a heavy knock sounded at his door. His heart skipped a beat.

"Who is it?" he croaked, looking through the peephole. He couldn't see a face.

"It’s me," a muffled female voice replied. "Dominic! Please open the door, it’s me, Faith!"

He jumped back, his hands shaking. He crossed himself and whispered a prayer. "Faith?"

"Yes, please open the door now."

"But you’re at home," he said stupidly, his heart beating with dread. Yet, that same physical urge—the very thing he felt was his weakness—began to override his fear.

"I left home to come see you. Or don’t you want me anymore?" she asked.

When she asked that, he couldn't reason anymore. This was the girl he had been chasing for months, she had been the one he ever thought of, and now she was at his door and she came on her own free will. He had a hard time trying to decide if he should open the door or not. What if it was armed robbers using her as an excuse to rob him? And then he heard her voice. "Are you not interested in me anymore, or did I waste my time sneaking here this late?"

"Of....course..I...eh, don't take it wrong," he breathed out, "it is just....I.. don't know how to say it."

"Then forget it, I'm going back," she said. "I was a fool."

Dominic panicked. No, this is not happening, he thought of Faith and the assets she got in front and behind. He had dreamed about grabbing them. He wondered, but his mind couldn't clear from his recent nightmare of Faith with her fangs.

He realized then why people called lust such a curse. He wondered if this was a mistake, but looking down, he felt he needed the release for his own sanity. He unlocked the door.

The Temptation Returns

Faith entered with a coy smile. She turned to see Dominic standing stiff as a statue. "Lock the door and come here, fast," she said.

"Why?"

"I want a one-night stand."

"But... the fangs and claws?" he stammered.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, frowning.

"I mean... the fangs in your mouth."

"Do I have fangs?"

"No," he said quickly, "my brain is just foggy, I wonder if I had a blood oath with someone."

She pulled off her jacket and sat on the bed. "Well? You've been wanting this for ages, and now that I’ve risked coming here, you’re acting weird."

"It was just a bad dream," he said, wiping sweat from his brow. He tried to force a smile, but his smile came out like someone who had seen a ghost, and she frowned, but he quickly wiped the smile from his face like an expert politician who knows how to lie to lure his voters.

"You mentioned a one-night stand?"

"Yeah," she said, looking him up and down. "Are you going to... you know?"

Dominic grabbed her hand as she threatened to leave. "Please don’t go. I'm up for it." He pushed her gently onto the bed but then headed toward the kitchen.

"Where are you going?"

"I need to... boost my system," he said.

She laughed. "I know what you're doing. All guys do it before... well, you know."

"It's just a drink to calm my nerves," he protested, pouring a full glass of an herbal male enhancement booster. He drained the glass, ignoring her annoyance.

"Do you want some?" he asked her as he filled his glass.

"No," she said, "I don't take such."

"Ha, you don't know what you're missing, this is the stuff of legend," he said.

"Wait, don't leave, I promised you I will make it up to you," he said, sweating.

"How?" she asked him. "You have been acting funny since."

"Well, I had a dream, you see...it...has...eh, murked my brain."

"Then sleep it off, I'm going."

He looked at his member that had risen at that moment. He knew if he didn't settle it, he would have a regret that would last a lifetime, and if word got out that he wasn't man enough, the whole neighborhood would mock him for eternity.

"Calm down, we can start."

"I'm leaving," she said, "I'm not in the mood anymore."

"I can put you in the mood."

"Sure, go ahead," and she smiled. 

Panic and Pain

But as he sat on the edge of the bed, his nerves buzzed. He kept seeing flashes of the spider-monster. His eyes darted to the door.

"Are you looking for an escape route?" Faith asked, frustrated. She stood up and started dressing. "I came for a man, and I got a scared kid instead. I'm leaving."

Dominic could only see fangs and he jumped backward with a start. She narrowed her eyes and shook her head in frustration and disappointment, heading to the door.

Faith slammed the door, leaving Dominic alone. He hurried to lock it, his head beginning to throb. Suddenly, the effects of the drink kicked in—but not in a good way. A wave of intense, localized pain washed over him.

"Oh, not now, please!" he groaned. By 2:00 AM, the agony was unbearable. He fumbled for the bottle and read the instructions. It called for one tablespoon; he had drunk a full glass.

"I’m done for!" he screamed. "ARRRRRRGH!"

Neighbors to the Rescue

His neighbor, Joy, was jolted awake by the scream. She rushed to his door where another neighbor, Cynthia, was already banging on the wood.

"Dominic, open up!"

"I can't move!" he wailed. 

"What is wrong with you?" Joy asked from the other side of the door.

"I'm dying," Dominic wailed, "I can't stand the pain and the thing is throbbing what made me a man."

The two girls behind the door looked at each other, eyes going wide and a wicked smile appeared on Cynthia's lips.

He eventually crawled to the door on his hands and knees. When he opened it and they saw his condition, they both gasped.

"What is the meaning of this?" Joy asked.

"I took too much... of that booster," he stammered, tears in his eyes. "I need a hospital."

"This late? In this neighborhood?" Cynthia asked.

"Please! I'll lose my member if I don't go!"

They helped him to his feet, struggling to support him as they walked to another neighbor's house. They reached Isaac’s door and pounded on it.

"Isaac, open up! It's an emergency!"

"Who is that?" Isaac asked, not daring to open the door. He knew the kind of rough neighborhood he lived in.

"It is Joy, Dominic needs help."

"I'm not opening my door, that was how I was robbed last time."

"Open the damn door," Cynthia said, banging it.

Suddenly Isaac heard a hoarse scream coming from the other side. He thought he heard curses and regret. He did the sign of the cross, praying his good and soft heart wouldn't put him into trouble again this time.

Isaac opened the door a crack. When he saw Dominic's predicament, he shook his head. "One of my friends had this happen. They had to... remove it."

Dominic began to wail. "I'm ruined! All because of a one-night stand with Faith!"

Isaac looked confused. "Which Faith? Faith from the neighborhood? Tall with dimples?"

"Yes!"

"Bro... Faith is right here," Isaac said sheepishly, gesturing to the woman sleeping in his bed.

The two girls peeked into the room and they couldn't help laughing at the look on Dominic's face. Even with all the noise and banging on the door, Faith hadn't stirred, she was still sleeping soundly like a baby.

"What happened between you two?" Isaac asked, glancing down at Dominic's erect member.

"It is a long story," Dominic said as he glared at Faith's back with a murderous glare.

At that moment Faith stretched on the bed and turned, eyes still closed, not aware, and when she sneezed.

Dominic froze. Faith had left his house and gone straight to Isaac’s. He had poisoned himself for nothing.

Outro

The Bitter Lesson

They rushed him to the hospital. All the way, Cynthia mocked him. "What a shame. A real man shouldn't need a concoction to do his job."

At the hospital, they met Doctor Trump. After examining him, the doctor sighed. "I'm not going to cut it off, but I am disappointed. Why do young men ruin their bodies with these drinks?"

"It was a mistake, sir," Dominic whispered.

"Men eat junk that destroys their health, then rush for boosters to last an hour," Doctor Trump said. "If you want to perform, eat healthy. Burn the belly fat. Eat eggs for nutrients and try fasting to clear your system. Stop taking these dangerous supplements."

Dominic was treated and discharged. As he walked out, he made a silent vow: he was done with boosters and done with chasing women like Faith.

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