Kyle looked at his best friend,
Heather, as she ate her food. She seemed a lot more at ease than
Kyle was while they ate their lunch. “Have you not noticed how
everyone is missing?”
Heather was mid bite of her
grilled cheese sandwich and lifted an eyebrow at the question. She
glanced around the pretty empty lunch room and than back at Kyle.
“Uhh, cause it’s still break,” She replied with a very obvious
answer before she went back to eating.
Kyle felt most of the air leave
his sails, thanks to her retort to his very serious question and
concern. “No, I mean, yes it’s break, but I mean…” Kyle
tried not to get upset at the issue at hand. “I mean,” Kyle
leaned in as if to hide his voice from anyone eavesdropping on him…
although the nearest person was five tables away and had their
headphones in. “All the missing people…”
Heather gave Kyle a look of
confusion, “Missing people? What are you talking about? Kyle this
better not be some crack pot conspiracy theory like that,” She
started to snap her fingers a few times to help jog her memory.
“That Illumination thing.”
Kyle felt his his shoulders droop
at her disbelief in him, “Illuminati… and they exist… but no,
I’m being serious right now.” Kyle went on, but it was clear
that she wasn’t listening all that much. She was putting more
interest in her sandwich. “Seriously, Heather, have you seen or
heard from William?”
Heather paused mid bite as she
thought about it. “Since the start of school? I… I don’t
think so,” Heather replied trying to really thinking about it. She
frowned as she chewed another bite before swallowing, “What did
happen to him?”
“That’s my point,” Kyle
moved closer to the table, “I don’t know! He comes back from
some get together with his buddy, talks about a girlfriend, and than,
poof! I don’t hear from him all semester.”
Heather shrugged as she sipped
some fresh juice from her cup, “Maybe he transferred? Or probably
just dropped out. I don’t know. People drop out all the time.”
“Than why can’t I call him,”
Kyle pointed out.
Heather let out a tired sigh, “I
don’t know, new number?” Heather offered, “Maybe he lost his
phone or worse,” Heather started to wave her hands in a spooky
fashion, “He’s blocking yoooooou. Come on Kyle, you’re over
thinking this more than your finals.”
Kyle squinted at Heather who
clearly wasn’t taking this as serious as he was. “It’s not
just William,” Kyle protested, “There was this one person at the
gym, a regular, got in a fight with the football team.” Kyle told
Heather, pausing till her sipping was done, “He hasn’t come back
afterwords. Rumor has it the football team found him after his work
out and,” Kyle drew a line with his finger across his throat, “They
took him out.”
Heather coughed on her drink,
“You think the football team killed someone? And wait wait,”
Heather blurted out keeping Kyle from correcting her, “Let me
guess, you think they’re behind William’s,” She did quotes with
her fingers, “Disappearance?”
“… Well there’s more,”
Kyle protested seeing that he was losing Heather’s attention.
“There’s been plenty of other people like William, just
vanishing. They don’t show up to class and-”
Heather let out an exasperated
sigh as she empty her drink, “IT’S COLLEGE,” She explained.
“You can skip class silly. There’s no rules saying you have to
show up? Hell, I skipped like three weeks of psychology, and than
dropped the course. I’m sure there’s people in that class, who I
didn’t tell I was leaving, they probably thought I vanished. That
doesn’t mean I’m dead. Kyle, seriously, you need to stop
watching those murder mystery shows.”
Kyle wanted to protest more, he
needed Heather to understand this wasn’t all just him reaching. He
had read so many forms about the vanishing of students on campus and
friends who just don’t come back from a party or from break. How
there’s some kind of murderer or crazy monster hiding on campus.
Kyle wasn’t dumb enough to believe there was a werewolf among the
students and teachers, but he did believe there was some kind of
predator stalking the campus. He just didn’t know how to make
anyone believe him. He didn’t have any actual evidence, and most
people were like Heather. Blind to the truth.
“Heather, I’m being serious,”
Kyle told her with worry in his voice. “I… I have proof, sort
of,” Kyle explained.
Heather looked less than amused,
“Sure you do. Is this actual proof, or like a hearsay or another
rumor?”
Kyle realized Heather wasn’t
buying any of this, “You can’t honestly tell me you haven't
noticed someone disappear without telling you or like, I don’t
know, something strange happen on campus?”
Heather shrugged as she started
to stand up with her empty platter, “Not really. I mean maybe like
a student and teacher relationship, or like someone coming out with
their sexuality.” Kyle got up to follow after Heather as they both
started to leave the cafeteria, “But none of this psycho murder
mystery mumbo jumbo crap. If something bad was happening, campus
security would be all over it, and considering I haven’t seen a
SWAT team or FBI agents on campus,” Heather gave Kyle a bland look,
“I’m guessing everything isn’t as bad as you think.”
Kyle wanted to argue, to keep
talking about this, but Heather made a good point. If the rumors and
stories were true of people missing, than there would be a big
investigation. This did seem to be a big flaw in his theory. “I…
I guess you’re right,” Kyle admitted.
“Now stop looking up stupid
myths and dumb rumors. Maybe you should spend more time focusing on
your major?”
Kyle groaned and rolled his eyes
at Heather who brought up some personal stuff that she knew he was
struggling with, “I still have time.”
“Classes start Monday, that’s
less than a week away. Might want to think about what you want to
do,” Heather offered.
“I guess,” Kyle muttered. He
clearly didn’t want to think about it. Kyle switched topics as
they headed out of the cafeteria to meet their friends. “So did
you know the Russian mafia is paying off the US president to help
push their agenda to destabilize the Russian economy so they can over
throw Putin?”
Heather let out another tired
sigh, “No… no I didn’t.”
Kyle started to smile as he went
into detail of the next conspiracy theory he stumbled across the
other day.
Kyle and Heather were heading
back from an uneventful dinner. Not much happened the rest of the
day, and it wasn’t long before they decided to meet up to eat some
dinner. As normal as the meal was, Kyle did bring up a few more
“conspiracy theories” he learned about online. Still Heather
didn’t seem too thrilled to hear about them. After the usual hour
or so of eating in the cafeteria, Heather and Kyle left. They
traveled the path through campus and back to one of the many on
campus housing. Unfortunately the campus was pretty large and it
would take a good twenty minutes to walk back at the very least.
Heather pointed to a common
public bathroom splitting off the path, “I got to use the
bathroom.”
“You didn’t go before we
left,” Kyle asked with a little annoyance.
Heather gave him as much
attitude, “I didn’t have to go till now. I was too busy
listening to why the earth is flat-”
“I didn’t say it was flat!”
Kyle protested as he went on, “I was telling you WHY the
government wants people to THINK it’s flat.”
Heather just rolled her eyes,
“Whatever. Just give me a minute or two.”
Kyle just shrugged and found a
bench to sit down on, while Heather headed into the woman’s side of
the bathroom. Sitting there under the light of a nearby street lamp
lit up the area, Kyle pulled out his phone and started to dig around
the popular posting website for more conspiracy theories. As he was
scrolling he heard someone approaching, Kyle glanced up and watched
someone he never even seen before on campus sauntering toward him all
by themselves. Kyle didn’t know who it was, but felt a sense of
unease at how carefree they were walking around at dark. Sure there
was campus security and emergency alarms within reach, but they
looked too unworried. Like nothing could or would frighten them.
Kyle took a few more moments to watch the figure coming closer before
he averted his eyes from the unknown person.
“Hi, how’s it going,” came
a cheerful voice as the figured approached.
Kyle looked up again and noticed,
now that they were closer, the stranger as male. If the person was
any further away, Kyle might have mistaken them as a female. To
Kyle’s credit if he didn’t take the extra second or two to
notice, even this close he could easily say the wrong pronoun. “Uh…
hi?”
“Nice night,” He announced
still swaying closer. Kyle wasn’t sure why he was talking to him,
or why a male had so much pep in his step, especially at this time of
night. Maybe they were high or something.
Not wanting to really get into a
conversation, Kyle just shrugged, “Yeah I guess.”
Just as the stranger was about to
walk up to Kyle, Heather came out of the bathroom. The stranger
turned toward Heather and let out a squeal that Kyle wasn’t not
expecting, “HEATHER?!”
Heather squinted and peered
toward the stranger before gasping, “Ashely?”
Kyle watched as Ashely rushed
toward Heather and grasped her hands, “Oh my god, it’s been
freaking forever. Like I haven’t seen you since … what fourth
grade?!”
“Uh, yeah,” Heather said
sounding just as shocked as Kyle was. “Wow… uh, well, uh how’s
it going?” Heather asked sounding a little put off at the new
person. It seemed like he was the last person Heather expected to
run into.
“Oh, my, God… we have so much
to talk about,” Ashely responded excitedly as he started to
converse with Heather near the public bathroom. Kyle shrugged, just
happy not having to deal with the hyper active stranger and went back
to his phone. He didn’t hear much from the distance as Heather and
Ashely caught up and talked to each other. Kyle looked at the time
on his phone and didn’t have much to do later. He could wait for
Heather to finish saying hi and catching up.
It wasn’t till the tenth
combined laugh of Ashely and Heather that Kyle started to get
annoyed. It had been well past twenty minutes and surely they had to
be running out of things to talk about. At least for the very least
they could head back and chat up on the way back to his dorm.
However neither Ashely or Heather looked to be moving from their
little get together. Kyle didn’t want to interrupt them but he was
getting bored waiting there for them to finish up. After yet another
burst of giggles and laughs from the two, Kyle had enough. He got up
and walked over, “Hey Heather, maybe we should start heading back?”
“Aww, do you have to,” Ashley
asked sounding depressed at the news. “We haven’t talked in ages
and like are totally catching up.”
Kyle for some reason felt a nerve
being touched at the way he was being pushed out of this
conversation. He just hopped Heather understood where he was coming
from. Heck how couldn’t she, he had been waiting for a while and
hadn’t butted in till now. However when Heather looked back at
Kyle, she gave him a half warm smile, “Why don’t you head back.
I’ll catch up with you later tonight or tomorrow.”
Kyle felt stunned, “You
serious? Like, I thought-”
Ashely quickly cut him off, “If
I’m cutting into something, I can just go,” He offered sounding
sincere.
“No no, it’s fine,” Heather
said waving it off, “Kyle will probably just look up some weird
conspiracy thing or murder that happened God knows how long ago.”
Kyle didn’t know why but the
way Heather replied, it made him sound silly or her being embarrassed
of him. Kyle gave Heather a look, but she ignored it. Disgusted at
the way she was treating him, Kyle just rolled his eyes and shook his
head as he went off. He headed past the light from the street lamp,
feeling annoyed upset. The last thing he heard before the night
filled his hearing, was Ashely wishing him a good night.
Kyle sat at the cafeteria table
waiting for Heather to show up. It had been over a half an hour
since they usually met up for lunch. She never texted him back last
night and this morning was the same. Kyle sat there picking at his
burger and fries waiting for the little sassy girl to show up.
However after looking at each student that walked into the nearly
empty cafeteria, Kyle started to grow worried. None of the new
comers were his friend. She was nowhere to be found. It wasn’t
long before even the ones who arrived after Kyle were starting to
leave, and Heather had yet to message or show up. Kyle’s food was
starting to grow cold from how long he was waiting and finally he
started to eat. The chilled fries and cold burger reminded him of
his lack of friend. Each bite was a solid reminder to him of
something was wrong. Heather wasn’t there and she never missed an
evening meal with Kyle. It would have taken a serious injury for
Heather to skip out like this. So unless she fell down a hole or
broke her legs last night, she should have been sitting across from
Kyle. The blank unoccupied seat was a grime reminder to Kyle that
something was beyond up. Heather was missing.
Kyle knocked on Heather’s door
and got no response. This was the fifth if not more knock on her
door and he didn’t hear a single sound. She wasn’t home. The
horrible feeling in Kyle’s gut churned and rolled, as he imagined
Heather lying in a ditch. No… she wasn’t dumb enough to get her
self killed like that. Kyle had to think harder of where she might
be. Wondering where or even if she came back, Kyle went to look for
the resident assistant of the dorm. Heather might have come back
earlier and left before Kyle came over. Usually the RA of the dorm
was perceptive on who came back late, just in case something
happened. Ina, took her job serious and made sure to keep tabs on
all the stragglers that came back to the dorm. If there was anyone
that would know when Heather got back or left it would be her.
Kyle headed to the first floor
and knocked on Ina’s door. There was no answer. Kyle was starting
to worry even more, until he saw a note on Ina’s door. He quickly
read it and found to his horror that Ina had actually left for the
week. The note left instructions on any resident that wanted to stay
in the dorm next year to submit their papers under her door or with
campus housing. Kyle let out an annoyed sigh as it turned out that
Ina wasn’t as reliable as he thought she would be. Annoyed that
Ina wasn’t going to be able to help him, Kyle walked away and tried
to think of retracing her steps last night.
They both ate food last night
like any other time. Than on their way back she went to the
bathroom. Than they meet, oh shit what was his name? Kyle frowned
and started to tap his head with his finger to get the information
out. It was something simple. A common name and everything, but
more importantly he remember what person looked like. His hair and
body figure. The clothing was something Kyle wouldn’t have
expected a guy to wear. It wasn’t something a lot of men could
pull off, but this person could. “What was his name,” Kyle
muttered as he walked through campus trying to recall the name.
Kyle glanced around at the few
passer-byes, half expecting to spot either Heather or that random
stranger from last night. Damn, he really needed to remember his
name it was like… something with an A-
“ASH!” The name being called
out was coming from far off, as an athletic looking student half
jogged after someone entering a building. Kyle immediately
remembered the name. ASHELY! Wait, was she calling after him? Kyle
felt his body moving after the jogging girl who he hoped was the
calling out to the person from last night. Kyle wasn’t sure what
he was expecting, or what he was going to say. Probably something
like do you know where Heather is?
Kyle was already entering the
building, trying to follow after the jogger. He wasn’t sure what
he was expecting to happen. However when he came to the double glass
doors and spotted the woman talking to the very person he was looking
for, Kyle panicked. That was him! Kyle suddenly pulled away from
the glass door and hid himself along building’s outside wall. He
slowly peeked around the corner and saw that smiling face laughing
with the girl about something. They were acting so carefree and
happy, like they were buddies or siblings. Kyle looked around, but
didn’t see any sign of Heather with them.
Kyle couldn’t help but ask
himself, “What are you doing?” He was hiding… but why? He had
this feeling, a bad one. Like something bad happened. Was this
Ashely, harmless looking boy, behind Heather’s absence? What if
it’s not just Heather?!
Kyle’s brain started to work as
it tried to put mysterious events on campus together and connect them
to Ashely. He needed more proof. Still peeking in on the two, they
started to walk toward the glass doors. Kyle quickly hid around the
corner as he felt like a spy. He had his suspect, he just needed to
catch him or at the very least follow him back to his place. Maybe
then he can find Heather or some kind of proof.
Than what….
Kyle ignored the question. He
would worry about that later. He just had this sensation, like
something was off with Ashely. He didn’t know what or how, it just
was this weird feeling about him. Watching the two walk off, Kyle
started to follow at a good distance. He made sure to stay far
enough back, just enough to make out the shirt colors of the two
walking together. It wasn’t like Kyle was a professional
investigator so he didn’t know what the heck he was doing. All he
knew was that he had to follow after them.
It would have been a problem if
they were going anywhere else other than back to a dorm. Luckily
Kyle noticed that they were heading back to one of the boy dorms on
campus. It kind of made sense since campus was still closed till
start of the semester next week. Trying not to lose them Ashely and
the woman walked up a flight of stairs to reach whatever floor he
lived on. Kyle headed up as quickly as he could, without making too
much noise, and found that they vanished off the steps. Peeking
around the corner of the stair well, he watched the last door down
the long walk way starting to swing shut.
He had found where Ashely lived.
Kyle was in a cold sweat as he
stood outside campus security. It had been two days since Heather
vanished and it seemed he was the only one that knew anything about
it. Some brushed it off as going back to parents for the week, or
something else just as stupid. Kyle was the only one that seemed to
find it odd she wasn’t in her apartment. Worse, was that he had
been following Ashely more and more. There was one day he was
tempted to try and enter or break into Ashely’s dorm. Just to find
some clues or see if he had Heather tied up or something crazy.
However Kyle never got the nerve to do such a thing. He was too
frightened. Instead he continued to gather more information on
Ashely, which turned out to not be a lot. He seemed to know a lot of
people, or was just a very cheerful and happy person. A warm
welcoming individual that almost seemed too carefree. Almost like he
had a secret or two to hide.
All his worry had lead him back
to here, at the campus security. He had placed an anonymous note
about a possible kidnapping the first day, but there was no follow
up. So, Kyle had to get more extreme.
“Officer!” Kyle quickly
announced getting two police officers in the room’s attention. “I
need help!”
Both of them got up to help
assist, leaving the third in the office to answer the phones or
possible alarms on campus.
The taller of the cops spoke
first, “What’s wrong?”
“My friend,” Kyle told them.
“She’s been…” He didn’t want to say kidnapped but how else
was he going to get their help. “I think she’s been kidnapped,”
Kyle explained to the officers.
“Kidnapped,” the less tall
officer repeated sounding a little confused, “You saw her get
kidnapped?”
Kyle knew he shouldn’t have but
he nodded, “Yeah. He took her into his dorm room. I haven’t
heard from her for a few days! You have to help her,” Kyle
frantically told the cops. His manic voice help sell the situation.
Kyle could see both officers were skeptical about the information but
as sworn peace keepers, they had a job to look into any issues on
campus. Someone claiming a kidnapping occurred warranted such a job.
“Where was she last seen,”
one of them ask.
“I’ll show you,” Kyle
explained leading the way.
Kyle stood at the door. It
looked just like any other door to the dorm, but he swore he could
feel something wrong about it. It felt off, for some reason. Kyle
was about to knock but couldn’t get himself to move his hand. That
was until one of the cops larger hand reached past him and hit the
door with a solid repetitive thumping. The sound echoing through
what sounded like an empty apartment. A feeling in Kyle told him
that it might be best if the room was empty…
The sound of that person’s
voice a few night ago, came calling out somewhere deeper in the room,
“Coooooming.” Each second Kyle and the security guards waited,
felt like forever as he could barely hear the soft footsteps
approaching. The door swung open easily revealing a more calm and
cheerfully looking person than Kyle was expecting. If Kyle opened a
door and was greeted by two intimidating police officers like this,
he wasn’t sure if he could stay so innocent looking as Ashely was.
Ashely was simply smiling like some friends had just come to visit.
In fact, even his dress wear was telling a similar story. Not even
changed from what must have been a gym work out, slim biker shorts
and a dark tight fitting shirt. Smiling, Ashely greeted them, “Hi!”
If Kyle didn’t know better he
would have assumed this was the wrong place. Ashely looked way to
innocent to have done anything wrong. All of it would have
distracted Kyle if he didn’t recall Ashely being the last one with
Heather the other night. Before Kyle could put out his accusations
the taller cop spoke up, “Sorry to disturb you.”
Ashely waved off the apology as
if this was normal, “It’s fine… what’s going on?”
The other cop inserted himself
into the conversation, “There was a report of someone missing-”
Ashely gasped in shock, “Someone
missing?! That’s horrible!”
After the quick interruption the
police man went back on his explanation, “There was word that they
were last seen here, we were wondering if-”
Ashely cut in once again, “You
want to look around? Well of course, come in! Anything to help,”
Ahsely told them as he step to the side without more of a protest,
swinging the door open wider for them to enter.
Kyle watched Ashely smile at each
of them as they entered. Kyle was the last one to come in and
Ashely’s eyes glimmered as he continued to watch him enter the dorm
room. A weird chill tickled at the back of his neck, this wasn’t
going anything like he imagined it would. He was expecting more of a
protest, some kind of fearful look, or some unsuspecting reaction.
Not this friendly and inviting encounter. As soon as Kyle entered
the dorm room, Ashely shut the door. Kyle heard the clicking of
the door and couldn’t help glance back at the smiling boy shutting
the door with them inside.
The shorter cop spoke out, “Sorry
about this. This shouldn’t take too long.”
“Nonsense, your just doing your
job,” Ashely beamed toward both cops. “I’m sorry for being
so,” Ashely gestured to his look, “Dirty. Wasn’t expecting,
guest, so soon.”
Kyle looked over at Ashely and
caught him giving him a smirk before turning his attention toward the
two cops. “So, do I need to walk you around or …” Ashely
laughed, “not gonna lie this is a first for me!”
As Ashely chatted with the campus
security, Kyle couldn’t help but feel like something was off. It
just felt so weird, and unusual. He just seemed too chipper and
excited with two cops in his dorm. However Ashely never betrayed
that hospitable aura around him. Offering water or snacks to help.
Kyle had to stop from snapping and shouting his accusations at
Ashely’s calm and smiling demeanor.
The search started on one side of
the apartment, bringing nothing up as the cops glanced at the empty
rooms. They made their way over to the other side of the dorm, still
not finding anything in the open room belong to Ashely’s room
mates. All the while, Ashely was smiling and being the most gracious
of host for everyone. However, Kyle felt most of Ashely’s smiles
and grins were beamed toward him more than the cops. Finally they
came the last room, Ashely’s door was closed.
“And this is my room,” Ashely
announced, first time hesitant. “I’m gonna be honest,” Ashely
spoke sheepishly, “It’s kind of a mess. Wasn’t expecting
guest, so please,” Ashely flinched as he closed his eyes, “Don’t
judge.”
Before Kyle could tell him to
hurry up, Ashely opened the door. Kyle was the first one to look
surprised at the room. It looked relatively clean to him, Kyle’s
room was worse than this. Most of the room was neat, there was a set
of Ashely’s clothes piled up on the ground near his bed. The
sheets to the bed were slightly messy from whenever he woke up, and
his desk had a pile of simple things scatter across it. Nothing that
showed any signs of a struggle or would be considered criminal.
Kyle watched the two cops walk in
after him, obviously looking around for any clues that might be used
against Ashely. Kyle quickly looked around for something that belong
to heather-
He saw something!
“What’s that on your bed,”
Kyle quickly shouted pointing to something under the sheets. He saw
something that sparked reminisce of Heather. It looked like the
clothes she was wearing the night before!
The smile on Ashley’s face soon
vanished as he looked worried, “Oh that’s-”
Kyel didn’t let Ashely explain
as he ripped the blanket off. He looked down. It was a body pillow.
What caught his attention was the cover of the pillow. It looked
like a life size version of Heather. The cover had a pillow sized
Heather on it. The pillow case wasn’t very new, there were some
splotches on it. Kyle tried not to look at the dried marks of droll
on the top part of the pillow. The spots near the hip area that were
evident of someone having a few too many happy thoughts about her.
“What the hell is this?!” Kyle asked pointing to the pillow.
“A pillow,” Ashley told him
plainly.
“It looks like Heather!”
Kyle turned to the cops and acted like this was enough proof, “He’s
got a body pillow of Heather…”
“Look kid,” The taller cop
said to Kyle, “Sure that’s… no offense,” the cop said turning
to Ashely who just nodded in understanding, “Odd… maybe creepy to
some, but that’s not a crime.”
“I found something,”
Announced the other cop, “It’s under the bed,” The shorter cop
told everyone.
Kyle jerked his head back to
Ashely and noticed how flustered he looked. He looked afraid and
panicked.
“OH! NO WAIT!” He quickly
blurted out.
It was too late, the cop reached
under the bed and started to pull something out. Kyle heart was
racing. He didn’t know what it was but hopefully it was something
to pin on Ashely or help find Heather’s location. The shorter cop
slowly stood up with his hand pinching a slightly long wobbly purple
object. It was at least a good seven or eight inches and there was a
slight thin film on one end. The cop holding it looked disgusted at
the sex toy before he looked at Ashely, the owner of the dildo that
was found from under the bed.
Ashely looking beet red, “… I
told you! I wasn’t expecting guest,” Ahsley tried not to look
too embarrassed of having his sex toy exposed to everyone in the
room. Ashely pointed to a drawer as he muttered, “...you could put
it with the r-rest if you want.” The taller cop pulled open the
dresser to reveal more sexual toys that only made Ashely look more
uncomfortable from the exposer.
The cop holding the dildo, looked
less than thrilled at the discovery, dropped it on the bed before
wiping his fingers on his pants. “There’s nothing here.” It
was clear that both cops were on the same assumption as they checked
the room for anything that might have given them reasonable cause.
“Wh-what,” Kyle stuttered as
the two police officers started to head out of the room. “But the
pillow, that has to prove something,” Kyle protested. Both cops
stopped outside of the bedroom and looked back at Kyle and gave him a
disappointed look.
“Kid, don’t make a false
report again, otherwise you’ll end up being charged for misleading
the authorities.” Kyle couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
This was insane. How was he the only one that found this suspicious?
Still neither of the police officers seemed the least bit concerned,
“Sorry for the intrusion,” They apologized to Ashely who was
still acting very chill for having his privacy invaded.
“Don’t worry about it
officers. You’re just doing your job. Here, let me get the door
for you two,” Ashely turned toward Kyle. The look on Ashely’s
face was a grin or maybe a sneer, one that a cocky child might have
after getting off with doing something wrong, “Don’t go
anywhere.” Ashely gave a shocking wink to Kyle.
Those words froze Kyle in place
as his legs refused to move an inch. Kyle felt panic well up as he
watched Ashely and the two cops walk out of the room, leaving him
behind unmoving. Neither of the cops questioned why Kyle couldn’t
move or even bothered escorting him out with them. They just
casually headed away. What was even more frightening was how glued
Kyle was in his spot. His legs were locked in place and no amount of
struggling helped, “He-hey! HEY!” Kyle shouted, but no one
replied.
“Bye officers,” Ashely called
out with sincerity in his voice, “Have a great day!”
Kyle’s panic welled up in him
as he heard the door shut and the slow sounds of footsteps
approaching the room. Ashely slipped into view standing in the
doorway with his hands on his hips, slightly cocked as he tilted his
head at Kyle. Ashely let out a disappointed sigh, “Really?”
Ashely huffed in annoyance. His mood and tone completely contrasting
how he acted not too long ago. Kyle watched as Ashley went on still
standing there expelling a grand sense of control over this insane
situation, “You went to the cops? Boooooriiiiiing.” Ashely let
out another disappointing scoff, “Like really? That’s so
cliche…” Ashely pouted, “And here I thought you were waiting a
few days to like, I don’t know sneak in or something? Now that!”
Ashley laughed, “Would have been something! Yeah? Like, you
totally trying to break in, looking for Heather, now that would have
been fun.” Ashely let out a wanting sigh. “But noooo, had to be
a rat and snitch to the cops.” The look of disgust appeared on
Ashely’s face again for a moment but he shrugged, “All well,
whatever.”
Kyle didn’t understand what he
was hearing. He still couldn’t move and panic was starting to
overcome him. “What the fuck are you talking about?!”
Ashely causally sauntered into
the bed room, only pausing to use his hip to push the door slowly
closed with a bump. “I’m talking about you silly. I mean,”
Ashely did a slow turn around in his room, “Who else would I be
talking to?” Ashely let out a delighted laugh. “I can already
tell that I’m gonna like you! You seem so feisty…”
Kyle gave his legs one last order
to run but it was like he was completely paralyzed. There wasn’t
so much as a twitch from his toes. Kyle could only watch as Ashely
made his way over to his bed. He effortlessly sat on the side of his
bed before pointing toward his desk chair, “You can sit.” Kyle
finally felt his legs move, but he could only make his way toward the
desk.
Kyle tried to move away from the
chair but couldn’t, “Wh...what’s going on, why can’t-”
Ashely’s annoyed voice cutting
him off, “Why can’t I move…” Ashely grumbled before
muttering, “Why is that always the first question?” Rolling his
eyes Ashely went on, “Because I said so. Now sit down before I
change my mind about you.”
Kyle found he wasn’t being
forced to sit, he just couldn’t do anything other than not move or
to take a seat. Figuring that he rather not find out what Ashely
changing his mind meant, Kyle took the seat before watching Ashely
get more comfortable on his bed. He pulled his legs up so now he had
them tucked in his lap, crossed legged and grinning at Kyle. Kyle
could feel Ashely’s eyes dance up and down his body as if he was
examining him. It wasn’t like looking at his skin tone or his
clothes, it was deeper, almost as if he was seeing his soul or his
true self. He felt so exposed as Ashely grin grew. Finally Ashely
nodded, “Yup… you’ll do.”
Before Kyle could ask what he
meant Ashely went on, “Well, I guess I could answer some questions
but,” Ashely held one finger up to warn him, “I’m not a very
patient person, especially,” Ashley laughed, “When I’m bored.
So you better ask the important questions…” Ashely paused for a
moment before letting out a soft chuckle, “Or ask some veeeerry
interesting questions,” There was a grin that told Kyle that these
“interesting” questions had to be rare for Ashely to hear.
Kyle’s mind was racing but if
what Ashely told him was true about his patients with questions, than
he had one that was most importation to him, “Where’s Heather?”
Ashely scoffed, “And here I
thought you already knew…” Ashely leaned over to the side and
picked up the body pillow. He pulled it close to himself sitting in
his lap and leaning up on his chest and in his arms as he held it
like a stuffed animal, “She’s been here the whole time. Say hi
Heather…”
Kyle frowned as he watched Ashely
smile slowly grow in silence. “… she’s the pillow?” A
chilling fact slowly growing in Kyle’s gut.
Ashely snorted, “Oh right…
sorry, I forget about this sometimes,” Ashely laughed before giving
a cute winking at Kyle.
All of a sudden Kyle could hear
Heather’s voice. “OH MY GOD HELP! HELP ME!! KYLE!!!”
“Heather?!” Kyle would have
stood up if he could but he was glued to his seat as he continued to
hear Heater’s voice fill the room with her panicked words crying
out for him to save her.
“Yup,” Ashely answer as he
gave Heather a nice little hug pulling her pillowy body toward him in
a nice squeeze. Kyle could hear Heather’s words starting to grow
faint and gasping heard as Ashely was squeezing what had to be the
breath right out of her, “She my little snuggle buddy! It was just
so lonely here by myself. So I just had to have someone sleeping in
my bed with me,” Ashely told Kyle. Kyle watched as Ashely wiggled
his body closer and closer into the crumpling pillow, the picture of
Heather on the front, the smile slowly fading into a startled and
panicked look. Her face turning red.
“S-stop you’re hurting her!”
Kyle protested.
Ashley just giggled as he held
Heather tighter, wrapping his arms and now his legs around the
pillow. “So fluffy…” Ashely slowly let up and Heather’s
fluffy pillow body started to return back to it’s former shape.
Kyle listen to Heather coughing
and gasping for air. After a few moments he heard Heather sob, “I..
I can smell his sweet! Oh god, I can taste it too!!”
Ashely’s grin only grew behind
Heather’s new body as he watched Kyle’s reaction. Kyle could see
that Ashely was enjoying this. Maybe it was Heather’s sobbing and
begging or the horrified look on Kyle’s face, but this was what
Ashely wanted. Kyle figured he should ask the next question, “What
do you want?”
Ashely shrugged, “It can get
sooooo boring around here sometimes.” Ashely returned to slowly
compressing Heather back into his lap and body getting another panic
gasp from her. “I’m just looking for some playthings is all.”
Ashely slowly buried his head into the back of the Heather pillow and
inhaled. Kyle could hear Heather’s muffled screams for it to stop,
just as Ashely exhaled the delighted smell. “You haven’t changed
much Heather, you still smell like you do from back in middle
school,” Ashely let out a giddy sound, “Brings back so many
memories.” Heather couldn’t do anything but groan in disgust.
Kyle watched as Ashely relaxed
his python like grip on the pillow letting Heather breath again. Not
sure how any of this was possible, Kyle asked, “How are you doing
this? How did you turn Heather into a pillow, keep me from moving…
all of this.”
Ashely let out a bored sound as
he tossed Heather out of his lap and back on the bed next to him, “I
wanted it to happen, so it did.”
If what he said was true, than
did that make Ashely-
“A God,” Ashely finished for
him, almost as if he knew what he was thinking, or heard it. “Mmm,
maybe, I don’t know. Don’t really care,” Ashely told Kyle as
he stood up off the bed. “Anyway I think I’m done answering
questions. So I guess I should tell you what I want.” Ashely
walked over to the now bewildered Kyle, “Phone.” Ashely ordered
in a command. Kyle found his hand could move now toward his pocket.
Reaching into his pocket, Kyle pulled out his phone and handed it to
Ashely. Picking up the phone, Ahsley woke it up, and sent a text.
Suddenly Kyle heard the phone on Ashley’s night stand vibrate.
Handing the phone back to Kyle Ashely told him, “There, now I have
your number.”
“My number? What for?” Kyle
asked unsure what Ashely had in mind.
Ashely just smirked and gave him
another wink, “You’ll find out. Now, if you excuse me, I WAS
gonna shower after my little work out. Than some people showed up
uninvited, and now I’m feeling like taking a little nap.”
Kyle felt his body able to get
out of the chair now. He slowly stood up still coming to terms with
what had transpired in less than ten minutes. However, what happened
next was just as insane and hard to grasp. Ashely started to disrobe
himself. There wasn’t a hint of shame or embarrassment as Ashely
tugged his shirt off exposing his upper body to Kyle. Just as Kyle
was going to ask what he was doing, Ashely grabbed his booty shorts
and tugged them down. Exposing his nude, and apparently commando
going self, in front of Kyle.
“WHAT?!” Kyle looked away as
the not even bashful Ashely stood there flashing him his naked body.
“Hmm?” Ashely didn’t seem
to understand for a moment before he went on, “Oh, I sleep best in
the nude.” Kyle couldn’t help but turn red as Ashely continued
to stand there freely exposed. “You can go,” Ashely told him
before pausing for a moment and grinned a mischievous smirk, “Unless
you want to join me?”
“i-uh, I’m going,” Kyle
quickly sputtered as he headed out the door still trying to process
what happened and what was going on.
The last thing Kyle heard before
running out the dorm room was Heather’s screams for him to come
back, and Ashely giggling before calling out, “I’ll see you
soon!”
Heather felt her screams for Kyle
to save her vibrate through her body, as her best friend bolted out
of the bedroom faster than a bullet fired from a gun. He never even
looked back or hesitated as he left her with this fucking freak!
Once the door was slammed shut to
the dorm, the nude Ashely turned toward Heather with that shitty
smirk on his face. Something that Heather though was cute when she
first meet Ashely a few nights ago, but learned it wasn’t. “He’s
kind of cute, don’t you think?”
Heather whimpered as she watched
the nude Ashely get closer to the bed. Her body couldn’t move as
Ashely crawled into bed. The bed creaking and moving under him,
forcing Heather’s body to wiggle toward the new depressing on the
mattress. It took little to no effort for Ashely to slide into the
bed and impose his larger body next to her. Heather desperately
tried to roll away but gravity and the ever scooting body of the cute
boy drew her closer.
“No, no, no,” Heather
complained already smelling the scent of old sweet and body funk
growing stronger. It seemed that without the layer of clothing
attached to Ashely to hinder the smell, it was more concentrated and
fresher. She could almost taste it, and yet his body hadn't’ even
touched her skin yet. Something that she wasn’t looking forward
to. The sound of the bed underneath her shifting grew slightly
louder as Ashely wiggled his body closer. Finally it happened,
Ashely was within arms reached.
He didn’t say anything, he just
rolled over, arm reaching across draping over Heather’s body and
wrapping around her. As soon as his left arm reached past Heather,
wrapping over to the other side, his hips rolled into place.
Suddenly the slender smooth body collided with her. Heater’s
squeal of disgust was muffled into Ashely’s chest as he pulled her
closer to him. His strong and crushing arm pulled Heather into an
embrace she desperately didn’t want. The manly scent of sweet and
musk hit her as both his dirty skin and smelly body collided with her
pillow like body. A feeling she gagged on, as it was like she was
taking her tongue and running over his bare skin, while sniffing him.
Both sense burned her sinuses as she tried to break out of the hug.
“Mmmmm,” Ashely purred as he
held onto the protesting pillow. However he wasn’t done. To
Heather’s horror, Ashely’s left leg lifted.
She could see it happening,
Ashely’s dangling junk between his thighs was shown as the leg
wrapped over her body like his arm did. His thigh wrapped from
behind her as he pressed his hips and floppy penis into Heather. The
smell of a deadly concoction of cock and piss hit Heather hard, like
pepper spray. The mixture of sweat burned into her body as she could
feel and smell it all. The blazing warm area that was set on fire
from both scent and body heat. Ashely didn’t let up as he pulled
Heather in tighter, like a child hugging his precious stuffed animal.
Heather felt her back breaking, or deforming as her fluffy body
crumpled form the easy pressure put on it. More of her body soaked
in the lightly damp skin of Ashely’s chest, stomach, and groin
sweat.
Things couldn’t get worse…
but than Ashely wouldn’t be Ashely if they didn’t.
Heather was trying to breath
through the gagging scent of Ashley when she felt something. It was
like a rubbing sensation. A grinding and twisting motion focused
around Ashely’s hips. She couldn’t ask, she was too busy trying
to get fresh air in her gasp of pain, but the sounds Ashely started
to make, moaned into her body, told her everything. Ashely was
humping her. He was rubbing his nude dirty sweat covered body up and
down her fabric skin, soaking more of his smell into her. His
breathing picking up and panting along with soft moans as he thrust
his leg locked hips into the fluffy confines of Heather’s lower
body. She felt it starting to poke her, stabbing and shoving. Like
someone was gently punching her gut or poking a firm stick or rode
into her. Ashely’s man hood started to grind and pump up into her,
the smooth fabric providing enough friction and softness to cause an
erection.
Ashely giggled, “I always get a
little horny after a good work out.”
Heather would have commented,
maybe even screamed her disgust at his announcement, but she
couldn’t. She was too busy trying to find a way to not breath in
the smelly stench surrounding her. The tingling and fuzzy air that
soaked into her very being.
Ashely gave Heather a tighter
hug, and suddenly he rolled over more. Heather let out a hopeless
silent scream of protest as the pressure increased dramatically as
Ashely mounted her like some kind of horny animal in heat. His body
still wrapped around her as he pinned her down into the suffocating
bedding and his body. Ashely’s hips started to cock back and forth
more, pumping and pound into Heather’s stuffy fluffy self. She
could feel Ashely carving out a small indent in her lower region with
his thumping dick. His penis shoving and pushing her insides to make
a little pocket or grove. An enclave for more fucking.
Heather wanted it to end. As
long as it had felt, there was no way it had actually been that long.
Her hour long ordeal of being humped by the horny teen was actually
just a couple of minutes. Still, it didn’t help that she was
subjected to the thrusting and fucking the boy was doing to her. The
sounds he whimpered and moaned into her body shook her soul from the
high pitched like noises echoing in her stuffing. However it was the
anaconda like grip that squeezed down and around her that she
realized it was almost over. Ashely tightened up on purpose or out
of instinct as his hips bucked faster and frivolously. His moan or
cry ripped through Heather’s painful compression of her body as the
boy let loose on her.
The steaming mound of cum blasted
out and raced across Heather’s skin. She swore it was like having
a liquid sunburn poured over her skin as she felt the hot humid spunk
spray over her belly. It seeped through her skin, like it was eating
through her and into her muscles and bones, if she had them. She
could only scream a sour tone as Ashely humped more of his cum into
and on her. Blobs of stringy wet goo blasting out and draining into
her absorbent body. It felt like someone dump a cup of hot steaming
coffee in her lap. However she wasn’t able to move as the thick
thin arms of Ashely’s crushed her body closer than humanly
possible. His legs locked so tight, someone would need a crowbar
just to pry him off. The steamy salty sauce of Ashely’s sperm
continued to be ejected out and onto Heather’s bodily form. Her
cotton like material under her fabric skin was sucking and gobbling
up any liquid it touched. Filling her body with what had to be the
saltiest tasting fishy like flavor. She could almost taste the
texture of the goo. It was like she was forced to inhale his cum
down her throat. The bubbly material leaving a sickening and sticky
feeling in Heather’s body, as those girly hips pounded harder
faster till Ashely’s cock twitched but had nothing left to expel.
Once it was over, Ashely’s gave
a few more thrust before sighing into Heather’s ear, “Ahhhh, that
was nice…”
Heather was hoping, no praying,
that Ashely would let go, or clean her up. However the seconds went
on and he didn’t budge. His legs loosened a little, and so did his
arms that were wrapped around her back, but they never released her.
No, instead she was greeted by a soft snoozing noise.
“Did...did you fall asleep,”
Heather screaming out of breath, still unable to fully breath. It
was like having the ceiling of a building collapse on top of her.
She couldn’t move as she felt the weltering snake between Ashely’s
legs, deflate to a little pathetic diminished sized version of it’s
once horrible self. It wasn’t till she felt Ashely wiggle his hips
and body a little more into her slightly moisten and warmed body that
she knew that she got her answer. Ashely had indeed fallen asleep on
her, and was snuggling up with her like he didn’t just masturbate
on her.
Heather wanted to scream, to
kick, or fight; if not just to escape, but to wake the bastard up.
How dare he fucking use her like that and than just fall asleep on
top of her like she was nothing but a fuck toy! Heather grunted and
groaned in protest, trying her best to break free or wake the
slumbering slob. Any progress she thought she made, was quickly
dashed as Ashely readjusted his cuddling with his arms and legs. She
was stuck.
Ashely stayed locked in place
with Heather. If he rolled onto his side, she was pulled with him.
The only time Heather had to keep track of her imprisonment, was the
amount of times Ashely breathed, his moist breath seeping on her
neck, damping her. A moist layer of droll escaping and drizzling
down her face. She let out a weak muffled cry.
Just like the nights before she
was turned into this pillow, she was forced to absorb all the liquid
excreted by this devil. His semen already staining her skin with
it’s color, the droll making another mark on her face next to the
couple other ones left. She could feel the warm blistering goo in
her belly starting to cool and crystallize into a stain like the
others. Her once beautiful self was slowly being soiled.
However the most horrifying
realization that came to Heather was what would happen next? After
so long, she would be a nasty looking body pillow. One that Ashely
wouldn’t even want to touch. A truly frightening feeling went
through her as Ashley muttered something. The feeling of his bare
dick poking and rubbing into her bore the horrible question into her
soul. Would he care to even wash her? To keep her around for night
after night of THIS?! Or when he was done, would he just throw her
away like some broken toy? Heather didn’t know, and what horrified
her the most was she wasn’t sure which fate was worse...