Lily stood from the couch and looked around the little room.\u00a0 She listened to the faint howl of the wind outside the house while she ordered her thoughts.\u00a0 The small tree near her front window clawed the glass in slow patterns, sounding all the world like a ship groaning in high winds.\u00a0 The living room lights flickered and Lily frowned in consternation.\u00a0 Now,<\/i> she thought.\u00a0 What do I need to do?\u00a0 Makeup?\u00a0 Something nice to wear?<\/i>\u00a0 Neither thought filled her with excitement but she made her way to her bedroom to find what she could.<\/p>\n
Every footstep and creak in the house sounded amplified as the growing storm muffled the outside world.\u00a0 Lily trudged to her closet and then spent ten minutes trying on various outfits in a nearly hopeless attempt at finding matching clothes that didn’t make her look like a fat sausage.\u00a0 Finally, she was able to settle on a black skirt with a simple gray button-down top.\u00a0 A matching pair of gray bra and panties completed the outfit.\u00a0 The lights overhead flickered again and she nearly swore.\u00a0 The wiring in the little house was old and untrustworthy at best and, when the lights went, the heat went with it.\u00a0 Ah,<\/i> she told herself.\u00a0 But I have a date tonight so it doesn’t matter if the heat goes out.<\/i>\u00a0 Lily grinned slightly as she made her way to the bathroom.<\/p>\n
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Under the harsh white lights above the small bathroom mirror, Lily looked herself over and her grin faded.\u00a0 Her face was pasty except for the red pimples scattered throughout.\u00a0 Leaning in close, she could see a few small wispy brown hairs on the corner of her chin.\u00a0 Her first chin.\u00a0 Her shirt was tighter than she wanted and bunched at just the wrong places in order to show off her small fat rolls.\u00a0 Lily winced at a sharp pain in her stomach.<\/p>\n
“I should cancel,” she said, out loud.\u00a0 “I look terrible.\u00a0 I’m fat and ugly.\u00a0 He’ll show up and laugh in my face.”\u00a0 Lily touched her cheek lightly, pushing at the slightly doughy skin.\u00a0 “I should cancel,” she whispered.<\/p>\n
The older man’s voice echoed in her head: You have something…<\/i> Lily’s mind skittered around the rest of his conversation and the ring on his finger and instead repeated:\u00a0 You have something.<\/i>\u00a0 Louder this time.\u00a0 And then, the memory of Michael.\u00a0 What had happened with him.\u00a0 What her body had done.\u00a0 The thoughts dueled within her – the idea of an actual date against the impossible changes she’d felt after… again Lily’s mind ignored the implications of what she was thinking.\u00a0 Subconsciously, she knew what the ache meant and what it needed; her morality just refused to acknowledge it.<\/p>\n
With near grim resolve, Lily took her modest makeup kit from the drawer below the sink.\u00a0 She winced at every pluck of her chin hair with the tweezer until her face was as smooth as it could be.\u00a0 A glob of foundation followed to add color to her face and then more small brushes inexpertly added color around her eyes.\u00a0 Finally, a touch of blush to the cheeks and she stood back to look. Her acne was mostly hidden and she no longer looked like a frozen corpse.\u00a0 Nobody had ever shown her how to properly do her makeup so she’d had to cobble together information from movies and online videos.\u00a0 She knew she was terrible at it. The house lights dimmed briefly and she shook herself.\u00a0 She would go, she decided.<\/p>\n
The house moaned under the weight of snow and wind.\u00a0 Lily felt as if she were an island of warmth on an encroaching sea of cold.\u00a0 The heater gasped and squeaked to stave off the chill but, even in the middle of the room, she could feel the edges of a freeze creeping through the windows.\u00a0 Frost traced lines on the windows as if the house had silvery-white veins of frozen blood.\u00a0 Lily sat on her cheap couch and glanced at the clock.\u00a0 Her heart skipped a few beats but she felt oddly excited at the idea of an evening out with a man.\u00a0 A man that liked her.\u00a0 Never mind everything-<\/p>\n
A sharp pain deep within Lily’s belly made her wince and she moaned, closing her eyes against the pain.\u00a0 The sharpness faded into a dull ache, stronger than the pain from earlier.\u00a0 Through the pain was the undercurrent of a different kind of ache and Lily shifted her thighs uncomfortably.\u00a0 When was the last time I had some food?\u00a0 Is it hunger?\u00a0 I was going to eat something today.\u00a0 When was<\/b> the last time I ate?<\/i>\u00a0 The darkness behind her closed eyes wavered briefly.\u00a0 When indeed,<\/i> asked the cultured male voice she’d heard earlier in the morning.\u00a0 The two words echoed clearly through her mind and Lily’s eyes flew open, cutting off the deep laughter of the other voice.<\/p>\n
Light suddenly splintered through the front window before fading away and Lily could hear the faint crunch of tires on hard-packed snow.\u00a0 A small lance of pain shot up her spine.\u00a0 Lily cringed and then felt her cheeks redden at the memory of the older man’s scent.\u00a0 The smell of his release.\u00a0 She cursed her brain for randomly digging the thought up just as the man himself arrived.\u00a0 Lily wavered, unsure of whether she should stand and wait by the door or sit until he rang the doorbell.<\/p>\n
Lily rolled her shoulders uncomfortably but then couldn’t decide why she’d done it.\u00a0 The flesh along the nape of her neck went cold and she felt the stir of small hairs.\u00a0 Lily looked over her shoulder as the sensation strengthened.\u00a0 It was as if something was standing directly behind- she shivered suddenly.\u00a0 A scrabbling, scratching sound was coming from the walls behind her.\u00a0 Lily stood quickly, eyes scanning the walls as if expecting a wave of black haired rats to explode from the corners.\u00a0 And then, she stopped.\u00a0 The sound was still behind her, undiminished in volume – even though she stood facing the other direction.\u00a0 Lily’s mouth ran dry as gooseflesh rode in waves down both arms.\u00a0 She was about to call out in a panic when her doorbell rang.\u00a0 On the first chime, the insidious scrabbling sound cut off.\u00a0 Lily jumped at the sudden noise and covered her mouth to hold back the shriek she nearly let out.<\/p>\n
With her hand against her chest to try to calm her beating heart, Lily breathed deeply several times until she felt able to open the front door.\u00a0 The man from the coffee shop stood before her and the stench of alcohol welcomed her before he did.\u00a0 He wore black shoes crusted with dirty snow that reached to the bottom of his gray slacks.\u00a0 An open white button down shirt showed black chest hairs amidst a forest of white and gray.\u00a0 A black suit jacket, littered with snow, sat poorly on his shoulders.\u00a0 The man’s eyes swam in a sea of liquor and uncertainty above bright red cheeks and his grin slipped continuously.<\/p>\n
“Are you okay to drive?” Lily asked.\u00a0 Oh no,<\/i> she thought.\u00a0 We were going to have a nice little date out.\u00a0 I was excited.\u00a0 I thought he’d want me.<\/i><\/p>\n
The man looked around the small entryway and then tried to focus on Lily.\u00a0 His eyes crawled along her body.\u00a0 Lily wanted to squirm under his gaze but she found herself transfixed.\u00a0 The pain in her stomach was gone, replaced by a low thrum behind her belly button.\u00a0 Her teeth suddenly ached and she was forced to swallow when she tasted her own saliva.\u00a0 The man was rubbing himself again and Lily could see the outline of his penis.\u00a0 He smelled of cigarettes, sweat and death.\u00a0 The slow humming deep inside of her intensified and she almost moaned in hunger and need.<\/p>\n
The man’s grin slipped into a leer.\u00a0 “We don’t need to drive anywhere,” he told Lily.<\/p>\n
The pressure in Lily’s belly expanded throughout her body.\u00a0 She felt drunk and slow and distracted by a faint but deep static hiss in her ears.\u00a0 Heat rose to her cheeks and a near giggle escaped her lips.\u00a0 Lily knew something was wrong but a part of her felt like she was watching the world through a filter; a passenger in her own body.\u00a0 She floated in her warmth while solid thoughts slipped out of her grasp when she tried to focus.\u00a0 Scattered words wove through the noise and Lily frowned briefly when she couldn’t place the voice.\u00a0 A sudden surge of heat stormed through her and she laughed again, pressing her fingers to her mouth.\u00a0 She wanted to sing.\u00a0 She wanted to dance.\u00a0 She wanted-<\/p>\n
“It looks like I’m not the only one drinking tonight,” the man told her.\u00a0 He shrugged his coat off and it fell in a heap behind him.\u00a0 “Here, love, why don’t you help me with my buttons and- h… hey!”<\/p>\n
Lily moved but, while the motion seemed almost sluggish to her, she fairly crashed against the older man.\u00a0 She wanted… Lily’s lips touched against the man’s throat and she nearly purred from the scent of him.\u00a0 Old aftershave mixed with cigarettes, sex and the edge of rot.\u00a0 Cancer, <\/i>said a voice through the static.\u00a0 Lily held the man’s right wrist against the wall while she slowly dragged her lips up the man’s neck and to his jaw.\u00a0 She felt him shiver against her – whether from the cold outside or the stimulation, she couldn’t tell.\u00a0 Nor did she care.\u00a0 More words fought the fog permeating her head but few survived.\u00a0 Folstrum.\u00a0 Wife.\u00a0 Edward.\u00a0 Lung.<\/i>\u00a0 Tiffany.<\/i><\/p>\n
Edward (Eddie to his friends) Folstrum gasped as Lily’s lips touched the stubble of his neck.\u00a0 He felt her breath on his skin and it nearly burned – as if it were warm water on hands frozen by winter’s frost.\u00a0 When the tip of Lily’s tongue lightly touched his cheek, Edward tried to scream.\u00a0 Warmth fled from his body in a trickle from the core of his body.\u00a0 Lily licked her lips, tasting the man as he struggled.\u00a0 Her nerves stood on end, as if waiting for something.\u00a0 Physical contact was almost too much and, yet, not enough.\u00a0 She could smell his blood and his fear.\u00a0 It called to her and she swayed with her eyes closed as if listening to a symphony.\u00a0 She smiled and perfect white teeth flashed behind slightly darkened lips.\u00a0 Lily’s breathing became shallow and quick as electricity built along the edge of her nerves.<\/p>\n
The pressure and heat within her body concentrated to a small spot just below her belly button.\u00a0 She could feel a tiny vortex of energy pulling at the core of her being, digging deep into her.\u00a0 Driving her.\u00a0 She smelled herself before she felt the loosening that brought a slick wetness between her thighs.\u00a0 Lily released the man’s wrist and moaned into his ear.\u00a0 She nibbled at his earlobe gently, unwilling to break skin with canine teeth now sharper than moments ago.\u00a0 Eddie’s arm fell limply to his side and he shook as Lily’s teeth dug at his soft flesh.\u00a0 Scrambling, scratching, whispering, oozing, wailing and screeching sounds crashed into his brain as she breathed against his ear.\u00a0 He wanted to run, to fight and to cry but all he could manage was a faint whimper as his body locked itself into place.\u00a0 Thoughts turned to his wife… his wife… Eddie swallowed and tried to think past the cacophony of clashing noise but it was nearly too much.\u00a0 Trisha?\u00a0 Tanya?\u00a0 Oh god, what is her name?\u00a0 My wife.\u00a0 What is her name?!<\/i><\/p>\n
Pain bloomed in Eddie’s chest as Lily knelt before him.\u00a0 The nails of her right hand pressed against the cheap white fabric of his shirt.\u00a0 As if dropping ink into water, black coloring flooded the translucent patches of her fingernails that showed through her cheap cracked red nail polish.\u00a0 Lily pulled her hand down and her index finger caught the man’s shirt.\u00a0 Her nail had reshaped to a sharp point and it sliced through the fabric with ease.\u00a0 Thin flakes of nail polish fell like bloody snowflakes around her fingers as her onyx colored nails solidified.\u00a0 Lily was eye level with the bulge in Eddie’s pants and she pressed her mouth to it.\u00a0 She could smell his seed and the small streams of blood rolling down the man’s pasty white belly.\u00a0 The ache in her own stomach drove her now, distracting her from rational thought as lust flooded her body.\u00a0 She looked up and the terror she saw in Eddie’s eyes made her laugh.\u00a0 Her voice was rich and sultry; a blues singer playing the audience.\u00a0 Lazily, she licked her four sharp fangs in anticipation of what would come and the flesh of her lips darkened from pink to deep red to pure black.<\/p>\n
Lily hooked her fingers into the waist of Eddie’s pants.\u00a0 The small clawed tips of her nails dug in and she yanked.\u00a0 Unnatural strength from her core lent strength to her arms and the fabric, buttons and zippers snapped under the pressure.\u00a0 Lily eagerly pulled the man’s black boxer-briefs down and then sighed at the sight of his erect penis.\u00a0 Flesh bulged on her forehead as two small bony knobs grew above her eyes.\u00a0 The skin itched but Lily was transfixed by the man’s cock.\u00a0 As if a virgin at her bedding, Lily tentatively leaned forward.\u00a0 Eddie was circumcised and covered with random dark spots of flesh with scarring below the head of his cock.\u00a0 She knew she should be repulsed but none of that bothered her as she reached out with her tongue.<\/p>\n
“P… P…” Eddie stuttered above her.\u00a0 She looked up and Eddie watched as Lily’s pupils narrowed into vertical slits.\u00a0 Pain lanced through his right arm as he tried to move to stop the creature beneath him.\u00a0 Lily sneered and her tongue flicked out, narrower than before and a deep, bloody red color.\u00a0 The tip of her tongue separated an instant before it touched the head of his cock and the two tips of her tongue delicately cupped the pre-cum dotting the tip of his length.\u00a0 Eddie’s eyes rolled back into his head.\u00a0 The pain in his chest and arm was tremendous and he could no longer form coherent thoughts through the thunderous noise in his head.<\/p>\n
Eddie Folstrum died a tiny death when Lily’s black lips parted around the soft flesh of his cock.\u00a0 Her small fangs rode the length of him as she pushed down, lithe tongue coiling around him until she felt the tip at the back of her throat.\u00a0 She pushed and her throat bulged slightly until she reached his base.\u00a0 She tasted his blood from the small pricks of her fangs and her mind sang a sweet hymn.\u00a0 She dug her nails into his pudgy belly and kneaded his flesh like a cat while she pulled back and then pushed forward.\u00a0 A part of her wished Tiffany was half as good at blowjobs as this fat woman was… but she pushed at the thought, forcing herself to remember that she was not Eddie.\u00a0 She was Lily.\u00a0 She would not make the same mistake she’d made with Michael.\u00a0 She was Lily.<\/i><\/b>\u00a0 Eddie leaked a small, steady supply of cum under her attentions and the salty taste of it mixed with the blood to form a heady brew.\u00a0 She sucked and licked and bobbed until she felt the sharp pain in her lower belly flare up.\u00a0 Lily pulled off of Eddie’s cock with a wet pop and her forked tongue made a small circuit of her black lips, lapping up a bit of thick cum.<\/p>\n
Lily pointed at the ground next to her.\u00a0 With a voice as soft as velvet and deep as the darkest nightmare, she spoke.\u00a0 “Lie down for me, Eddie.”\u00a0 The shell of the man immediately complied, jerking himself down to the ground and onto his back.\u00a0 His bloodied cock throbbed above his chalk white skin.\u00a0 Lily smiled wide, her cheeks more slim than an hour before.\u00a0 Slowly, purposefully, she stripped, exposing her sagging breasts with their hard brown nipples.\u00a0 She stood to work her skirt off and her soaking wet panties followed.\u00a0 She couldn’t quite see her pussy past her flabby belly but she could feel the wetness inside and her own juice on her pussy lips and chunky thighs.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She knelt above his lower stomach and lowered herself over him.\u00a0 Her left nipple touched the man’s lips but he made no move to suckle from her.\u00a0 She sighed and slid lower, feeling his hardness against her ass and the burning between her legs.<\/p>\n
A soft hiss escaped Lily’s lips as she guided Eddie’s cock, pressing the tip between her pussy lips.\u00a0 She felt the lips separate and she moaned as he entered her.\u00a0 As she took him in.\u00a0 Lily sat back and her pussy gripped eagerly at him.\u00a0 Eddie trembled once beneath her and then lay still.\u00a0 His soul screamed as it tore from his body and into her and she forced it into a small pinpoint deep inside of her, the same way she contained Michael.\u00a0 The light dimmed in the old man’s eyes.<\/p>\n
Eddie Vincent Folstrum’s life unfolded in her body and she feasted on it.\u00a0 Born on February 2nd, 1963 to Vincent Folstrum and Pam Lamar.\u00a0 He was sometimes a bully, often a liar and always gone.\u00a0 Gone from his children, even when he was home and they were still young.\u00a0 Gone from his wife, Tiffany on his business trips. Taking every single opportunity to go on the road to be away from his wife and her empty nest.\u00a0 Sitting in the back of strip clubs after meeting with clients all day.\u00a0 Watching the women.\u00a0 Touching himself.\u00a0 Touching them when they come to sit until word spread and the girls avoided him.\u00a0 A sad, lonely life squandered because he couldn’t bear to trust or love anyone other than himself.\u00a0 His own children never bothered calling and he placed the blame on their shoulders.\u00a0 He didn’t even know the name of a single grandchild.<\/p>\n
Lily rode Eddie slowly, head back.\u00a0 Pinpoints of blood welled beneath her shoulder blades and she felt the skin slice open as small growths pushed at her back and then stopped.\u00a0 Two small hooked claws wriggled in the cuts on her back as if trying to pull themselves out further.\u00a0 Fat melted from her body as her rhythm increased.\u00a0 Down and back, trying to reach that spot… that one spot in her lower belly.\u00a0 Trying to hit it with this man’s cock.\u00a0 Pressing harder and faster to find it.\u00a0 She tore at her head in frustration and blood ran down her face.\u00a0 The two nubs above her eyes showed through the torn skin and they grew to two very small points.<\/p>\n
“More,” Lily told him.\u00a0 “More, you fucker!”\u00a0 She could feel the pressure.\u00a0 She could feel it tearing at her, deep inside.\u00a0 She felt the base of her spine push at her flesh but then stop.\u00a0 Lily screamed in frustration and ripped at the man’s chest, flinging blood and small strips of flesh across the room.\u00a0 She bent low as her hips flexed and worked and her brilliant white teeth tore and bit at the man, exposing bones and more flesh.\u00a0 But, no further spark joined the soul she’d taken from him.\u00a0 He was finished.<\/p>\n
Lily howled, claws deep in the man’s belly.\u00a0 Her hard, fit body tensed from her anger as she felt his cock dribble more cum.\u00a0 She was close – so close to orgasm that it was maddening.\u00a0 Lily leaned forward and her fangs tore a chunk out of the man’s throat.\u00a0 Blood spurted from his neck, spraying her in slow beats as his body stubbornly refused to admit its final death.\u00a0 Soulless, the body continued to spurt blood until the heart finally stopped.\u00a0 Lily sat back and felt the man’s cock wither inside of her.<\/p>\n
The soul inside of her raged as the body died.\u00a0 She nearly tore into her own stomach to silence it but instead, stood and spat a glob of bloody spit on the man’s face.\u00a0 She was soaked with blood, most of it his, and it slowly oozed down her lean body.\u00a0 The aching pressure made her grind her teeth.<\/p>\n
“Fucking useless,” she said.\u00a0 Whether to the corpse or its soul, she cared not.\u00a0 Lily sat heavily on her couch with her legs splayed open.\u00a0 She looked down her tight, large breasts to see her engorged pussy.\u00a0 Her thighs and pussy were pink from Eddie’s blood and cum.\u00a0 She rubbed herself, moaning at the sensation of her sharp nails on the sensitive flesh.\u00a0 Dipping a fingertip inside, not caring about the slight pain of the claw, she pressed the heel of her hand against her clit and rubbed.\u00a0 Thick white cum leaked between her pussy lips and down to the cushions.\u00a0 Electricity built and she rubbed harder, feeling her finger cut the soft wet flesh inside her cunt.\u00a0 Harder and faster she rubbed until she thought she might explode from the storm in her gut.\u00a0 “FUCK!”\u00a0 Lily screamed.\u00a0 Her orgasm eluded her and it was worse than if she’d never touched herself to begin with.<\/p>\n
She had to finish.\u00a0 There had to be something.\u00a0 She would either go mad or die if she couldn’t finish what had started.\u00a0 She…\u00a0 dried blood cracked at the corners of her mouth as Lily smiled.\u00a0 Lily reached over to grab her phone.\u00a0 She felt the small bony claws below sher shoulder blades twist slightly, digging at the fabric of her couch.\u00a0 Her tongue flicked out as she pressed three buttons on the phone.\u00a0 Lily ran a hand down her stomach as the phone rang once and then twice.\u00a0 She pressed a delicate claw against the flesh covering her clit.<\/p>\n
“911, what’s your emergency?”\u00a0 A professional voice answered crisply.<\/p>\n
“Yes,” Lily said, smiling.\u00a0 “A man is in my house.\u00a0 I think he’s dead.”\u00a0 Her tongue explored her sharp teeth behind pure black lips.\u00a0 Her vertical eyes widened slightly in amusement.\u00a0 She pressed her finger down on her clit and wriggled her hips in delight.\u00a0 “Please.\u00a0 I’m scared.”<\/p>\n
As the operator asked for information, Lily pleasured herself.\u00a0 Slowly and carefully, she coaxed her nerve endings into full attention.\u00a0 Eddie’s soul wept as Lily finished the phone call and hung up.\u00a0 She allowed herself two fingers into the greedy hot wetness between her thighs and smiled when she heard sirens in the distance.<\/p>\n
“Don’t worry, Eddie,” Lily cooed.\u00a0 “You won’t be alone long.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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