Deadly Encounter

Deadly Encounter Part 4

"Leave her alone you fucking evil BITCH!" He shouts as loud as he can, enraged.

He begins to cry in a surge of emotion, unable to rescue the girl as his feet won't budge no matter how much he fights with them.

The scared young girl looks around at him and painfully screams as one of the snake arms wraps around her waist, slowly it sinks its spines into her, pulling her up into the air above the Goddess.

The Goddess looks up at her and speaks with an echoed voice.

"Your children will belong to me now; you are not pure, for you laid with many men, claiming love for a weapon! You are a sinner, an adulterer... food for my children, nothing more."

Chris grabbing at his trusty stool throws it at her frantically to no avail, a snake arm hits it and it smashes to the floor, he falls backwards grabbing at the cold wall in terror.

The poor, terrified young girl is in agony as her bones break among her screams, two terrible arms slowly wrap around each of the poor girls legs opening them, the last arm shivers between her legs, the Goddess licking her lips smiling manically and glaring as it lunges between her legs and penetrates her, spinning and tearing, dragging out her intestines while the other arms pull in a tug of war and tear her in half.

The Goddess holds her breasts; her mouth opens and she moans in an orgasmic joy as she licks her lips. She looks directly at Chris as she is showered with blood that again absorbs into her skin.

Her diabolical snake arms push against the floor lifting her gently. They pump and sway from side to side absorbing only the blood, leaving the faeces and urine behind, they each gently place the Goddess back onto her feet and curl up behind her while she walks slowly towards him, bones crushing beneath her feet to her delight.

"Shit... Shit!" He sobs with a weepy voice.

All his bravery fades, he's stiff again pressing himself against the wall trying not to slide down it, his feet searching for a strong foothold, Slipping continuously as he tries to remain upright, his legs shaking as he pisses himself.

The feeling of butterflies in his stomach has turned into boulders as she gets closer, they're doing summersaults like clothes in a washing machine while his legs shake uncontrollably.

Her body is regaining its previous pink colour with each step absorbing more blood; her face has the line above her skin this time as flesh grows vertically from the centre line wrapping around her face like a scarf.

Slowly with each footstep, she is growing back to the beautiful girl she was when he first saw her, holding his breath as she gets closer, his heart is pounding so hard that he can hear and feel every beat.

Her right-hand slams him against the wall with force releasing what breath he had left to hold, she leans her body against him, pressing her perfect naked breasts against his blood-soaked shirt, her snakelike arms are shivering in front of his face, they are so close that he can taste the foul black mist of decay that rises sinisterly from them.

They each shake in unison and the black straw spines recede back, disappearing out from view. The arms become silky as they reel out behind her, pointing out horizontally into a wing-like shape; slowly they recede and melt into her back making a terrible squelching sound.

With her left hand, she touches his stomach, gently running her fingers down towards his penis. He half expects her to rip it off, he pleads with her while trying to breathe.

"Please... don't! I love my girl, let me die faithful!" He said, wrenching.

He doesn't know where those words came from; as his penis becomes erect even through all this fear, her reaction to his words loosened her grip on his chest allowing him to breathe.