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blistered by the fire. Her skin seemed soft and smooth and the crow’s feet and wrinkles that had creased her once vibrant beauty were gone. The dark blue of her eyes shone no longer, replaced by black rings and a red center, almost glowing, that reminded her of the inferno.
She raised her arm, spreading the newly grown appendage, splaying out her fingers while twisting her hand and then finally making a fist. She felt power like she had never possessed. A slow, full lipped smile spread deviously across her renewed features.
Good girl. You will be the start of our rebirth and your reward shall be eternal life. You are whole now and very soon the Need will consume you as it has us. Together we are Queen!
Alexis liked the sound of that, Queen. Her life had been hard and painful, bouncing from one abusive relationship to the next. But now she felt true power coursing through her veins and firing her soul. The painful aches of past abuses no longer throbbed in tear inducing reminders.
She started a hot shower, tracing her fingers over no longer existing scars, inside and out. The jaw that had clicked since being broke by an angry ex-lover was now strong and straight. He had hit her after he had failed to cum during sex, blaming her for his own inadequacies. And there were more from other relationships, a cut on her hip after barely avoiding being stabbed, the dull ache of broken ribs after being kicked and beaten, and a myriad of emotional scars from being told she was worthless and a whore.
They all washed away from her, fading down the drain, the hot spray cleansing her, body and soul, as the creature inside remade her into something more than what she could have ever hoped for.
With the cleansing, desire awoke, the first time in ages she had felt the hot flush of need swell her clit and invade her womb. She needed release this instant and sank to the soapy floor, shower head in hand and bracing her bent legs against the other side of the plastic tub. She twisted the head to a pulsating, steady line and, pulling her hood back with her free hand, directed the hard stream directly onto her clit. There was no build up, no steady throbbing into a shuddering orgasm. The release was immediate and wracked her core. The years of shame and abuse no longer holding her, and the years of frustration exploding behind her closed lids shook her. A primal, ancient scream, buried deep inside her exploded out and her legs, flexed against the weak plastic, convulsed until the thin barrier shattered and her feet disappeared into the wall.
“Damn, that was wonderful,” she said, dropping the shower head. The sight of her legs leading into the wall caused a short fit of laughter and her breasts jiggled with the effort. “I don’t fucking care about this place. It’s just us girls now.”
Yes, and so it shall always be. Your release will not leave you satisfied for long. It was empty, meaningless. Soon you will gather what we need and you will understand our role here.
****
Alexis lived in one of the four apartments the old house was split into. She had a view of the street and shared an entrance into the basement with the tenant of the other lower apartment. This place had been her refuge when she finally had decided to run and start a new life, but her luck had followed her here, to the small town of Harper’s Hollow. Her life seemed stuck on repeat, move, get a shit job and shit boyfriend and then get abused. Wash, rinse, repeat…just like her shampoo instructions, only sad and pathetic.
“How long have we been here?” Alexis asked, already at one with the presence inside. She crossed to her window and drew back a curtain, peeking outside. She saw black smoke rising in the distance, from the toy factory where she worked. “It’s still burning?”
It’s been six hours of your time.
Six hours? Alexis reeled back from the window, shaken. It felt like days had passed and here she was alive in her apartment, recreated
She raised her arm, spreading the newly grown appendage, splaying out her fingers while twisting her hand and then finally making a fist. She felt power like she had never possessed. A slow, full lipped smile spread deviously across her renewed features.
Good girl. You will be the start of our rebirth and your reward shall be eternal life. You are whole now and very soon the Need will consume you as it has us. Together we are Queen!
Alexis liked the sound of that, Queen. Her life had been hard and painful, bouncing from one abusive relationship to the next. But now she felt true power coursing through her veins and firing her soul. The painful aches of past abuses no longer throbbed in tear inducing reminders.
She started a hot shower, tracing her fingers over no longer existing scars, inside and out. The jaw that had clicked since being broke by an angry ex-lover was now strong and straight. He had hit her after he had failed to cum during sex, blaming her for his own inadequacies. And there were more from other relationships, a cut on her hip after barely avoiding being stabbed, the dull ache of broken ribs after being kicked and beaten, and a myriad of emotional scars from being told she was worthless and a whore.
They all washed away from her, fading down the drain, the hot spray cleansing her, body and soul, as the creature inside remade her into something more than what she could have ever hoped for.
With the cleansing, desire awoke, the first time in ages she had felt the hot flush of need swell her clit and invade her womb. She needed release this instant and sank to the soapy floor, shower head in hand and bracing her bent legs against the other side of the plastic tub. She twisted the head to a pulsating, steady line and, pulling her hood back with her free hand, directed the hard stream directly onto her clit. There was no build up, no steady throbbing into a shuddering orgasm. The release was immediate and wracked her core. The years of shame and abuse no longer holding her, and the years of frustration exploding behind her closed lids shook her. A primal, ancient scream, buried deep inside her exploded out and her legs, flexed against the weak plastic, convulsed until the thin barrier shattered and her feet disappeared into the wall.
“Damn, that was wonderful,” she said, dropping the shower head. The sight of her legs leading into the wall caused a short fit of laughter and her breasts jiggled with the effort. “I don’t fucking care about this place. It’s just us girls now.”
Yes, and so it shall always be. Your release will not leave you satisfied for long. It was empty, meaningless. Soon you will gather what we need and you will understand our role here.
****
Alexis lived in one of the four apartments the old house was split into. She had a view of the street and shared an entrance into the basement with the tenant of the other lower apartment. This place had been her refuge when she finally had decided to run and start a new life, but her luck had followed her here, to the small town of Harper’s Hollow. Her life seemed stuck on repeat, move, get a shit job and shit boyfriend and then get abused. Wash, rinse, repeat…just like her shampoo instructions, only sad and pathetic.
“How long have we been here?” Alexis asked, already at one with the presence inside. She crossed to her window and drew back a curtain, peeking outside. She saw black smoke rising in the distance, from the toy factory where she worked. “It’s still burning?”
It’s been six hours of your time.
Six hours? Alexis reeled back from the window, shaken. It felt like days had passed and here she was alive in her apartment, recreated
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