Bella's Demise....

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Bella's Demise....; Bella is full of surprises.
Topic Started: Oct 7 2009, 02:24 PM (64 Views)
3dw4rd Cu113n	Oct 7 2009, 02:24 PM Post #1
Newbie Posts: 1 Group: Members Member #686 Joined: October 7, 2009	I was hungry. Or rather, thirsty, since my craving was for blood and not for any disgusting solid food. And so I began my hunt. I ripped my way through the air and trees, across the rough ground of the forest. I was angry and hungry -- not a very good combination. My anger was because of how Bella had dumped me a few hours before. I tried to keep my mind off of the subject for as long as possible, thinking of the delicious task ahead of me. I was going to eat tonight, but not like normal; I would dine on human blood. The density of the trees decreased until I was out in the open and walking down a road. A fast food restaurant was a few hundred feet ahead of me in the dark, lit by flickering street lamps surrounded by moths and other flies. To my enraged surprise, I spotted Bella's cruddy old truck in the parking lot. My mouth suddenly filled with venom as my teeth elongated and stung mildly. I made a quick decision. I waited for a little while and then quietly snuck into the tight back-seat of the vehicle. I sat up quietly and it wasn't long until she arrived. After a few minutes she pulled out onto the road. Making sure her eyes did not wander into the rear-view mirror to see me, I quickly looped my belt around her neck and pulled tight. The car began to swerve and we slipped off the road and into a ditch with a moderately small bump. It wasn't long until the odd noises from her throat died away. She was only unconscious, I knew that for sure. The smell of her was simply unbearable. I hastily jumped out of the truck and dragged her out. I then threw her body over my shoulder and walked casually into the shadows that the trees granted me. I sat her down lopsided onto a large boulder and looked at her. I stared for quite a long time... Then I suddenly remembered! What was I even doing? I have no reason to be looking at her. I'm a bear. My body transformed in a disgusting manner... hair squirting out of my pores, pushing out sweat and some pus along with it. My hands transformed into paws, my nails grew and sharpened into claws. My face stretched into that of canine's. I was ready. With my razor-sharp claws I slit holes in her ribcage, tearing apart her pathetic breasts. I thrusted my pelvic region against the slit, my flaccid genitalia and testes flapping around widely, hitting almost every part of her body. crushing internal organs. My fur was getting soaked through with blood from her gaping wounds. I heard a small crack as her neck broke. Her head went limp and fell to the side. I knew she was going to die soon, and her blood would turn colder and colder, and by that, less pleasurable. I flung her body up in my arms and poured her gushing blood all over me. I propped her up on a tree and began to slap my now erect member across what was left of her face. Semen was flowing nonstop into the night, landing on every possible surface. I stopped for a moment to eye her disfigured body. My paws slammed into her mutilated stomach and ripped open fresh wounds. Grasping the still-warm intestines firmly, I ripped them out slowly and hung them around my neck. Fecal matter and partially digested food leaked from open wounds. This was the greatest pleasure... --But wait, what was that? Was it... sirens? The police had arrived. Someone must have seen the car. I bolted with the intestines flapping around my body and flew to west Philadelphia where I was born and raised. It was on the playground where I spent most of my days. Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool, and shootin' some b-ball outside of the school. When a couple of guys, they were up to no good... Started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared! She said "You're moving with your Auntie and Uncle in Bel-Air!"


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