There are no Monsters. by amanda
Summary:

Beware of the shadows the unknown lurks within.


Categories: Adult 30-39, Body Part, Entrapment, Vore Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: None
Size Roles: F/m
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 2 Completed: No Word count: 2972 Read: 14099 Published: April 07 2010 Updated: April 15 2010

1. Chapter 1 by amanda

2. Chapter 2 by amanda

Chapter 1 by amanda

Something different.


There are no monsters.


The warm breeze washed across her cheeks the moonlight danced amongst the tall buildings.


She sat atop her perch waiting, her eyes focused on the small minded people below.

A predator waiting in the shadows ready to pounce on some unsuspecting prey. The hunger in her heart a furnace lit her hunger for another’s spirit,.

she needed to be set free her soul to wander among the heavens.

She glided effortlessly between the tall towers mans architecture held no boundaries to her.

The darkest night lit up by the man made tungsten lights of humanity. They need the light to feel safe in, its warm glow wrapping around their bodies lighting up the pathways to their dreams. They felt safe secure from harm…that was until the darkness enveloped them nights filled with dreams, worlds of fantasies colliding in the darkness. Realities mixing with the unknown there are no monsters are there…or maybe the monsters do not want to be seen until the time is right.

She moved between the rooftops silent like the breeze a whisper in the darkness a rustle of leaves going unnoticed the shadows masking her intensions the human heart her target, life a precious gift.

Predator or prey who chooses to be what is it thrust upon you or does destiny play its part a life changing thing that guides us all to the inevitable outcome.

A stranger walking alone, the shadows coming out to greet him safe confident, he is strong and yet vulnerable. Pain can be masked in many ways hidden from view until the time is right to reveal the real reason for being there. The mask removed the horror kept at bay until the time was right her alto ego now on show the task in hand a life to end for life’s pleasures to go on.


It was time to choose she sat upon her perch a cool breeze brushed her hair invisible fingers caressed her scalp another victim soon to become a part of her.

The sorrow of losing a loved one the pain of being alone all the lost moments that will never happen a time soon to be changed a man’s fate in another’s hand.

A victim soon to be chosen its intensions hidden from view, the beast tucked away inside a shell the reality unknown. He looked around unaware of the green eyed monster now stalking him hidden away from prying eyes.

Wrapped in the flesh of innocence to keep it safe until time was on side the shadows a friendly place to live, Safe from the eyes of the innocent minds soon to be tricked and used its form yet to be discovered .

The night crept on the moon shone brightly in the star filled sky the love of a woman the bait to be dangled a spider’s web to ensnare the foolish. A shadowy figure dressed in white moving in the darkness floating as if by magic, a captivating scene to behold.

He stood frozen in time waiting, life passing by like clouds floating in the heavens her icy breath washing over him, a web now spun his future sealed soon to be joined with another’s.

He looked down from above his body wrapped in silk his fate now sealed destinies path laid out before him. A foolish male lost to this world all his suffering soon to end, hidden in the shadows his fate awaiting him.

The game now ended time her friend a meal to be enjoyed the suffering yet to begin. The night crept by slowly teasing the mind allowing thought to explore unknown outcomes the shadowy figure still unseen. The fear inside tormenting him his body now wrapped in a parcel of silk, packaged by an unseen being memories of lost moments flashed by.


The suns first rays clawed their way over the horizon filing the shadows pushing them to one side the safety of day light to warm the heart and soothe the mind. Only a head allowed to witness what was to come to pass a cruel act for entertainment the look in his eyes yet to be seen the early dawn only the beginning.

The world awakes the sun’s rays warming the earth ready, he turned his head looking for the answers. she sits in the corner of the large room her white dress covered the floor her long black hair hung over shoulders.

Sleep in control she purred like a cat. The room was large the high ceilings the main feature of the room, Victorian architecture dominating the scene the tiled floor going on forever,Where was he?

The questions filled his mind no answers given his reason for being there still unknown. He watched as the sun’s rays crept across the floor warming the room her white dress now bathed in a ghostly light. He heard the rustling of clothes along a polished floor the room all aglow hiding her from sight.


He felt the icy breath on his cheek she seemed to float before him her deep blue eyes probing him studying what was before her.

Her long tongue licked at his cheeks tasting him a satisfied smile on her face. He watched her as she moved effortlessly in front of him.

His body hung between two pillars held their by invisible threads. His voice had left him his throat dry he tried to move but the silken blanket held him fast, her dress fell to the floor.

Her breasts were shapely the nipples erect her flat stomach curvy hips and long legs were sexy and inviting, he was aroused by the sight of her. Her pheromones now filled the still air his penis grew larger pressing against the silken bag; she cut through it with her long nails allowing its freedom.

He felt the soft touch of a woman’s hand she pulled on it teasing him her eyes smiling at him, no words uttered a bond now forming two lives entwined stitched together by invisible fingers.

He watched in awe the changes now occurring before his eyes, she turned her hairy sex now in front of his face. Her long legs wrapped around the silken bag barely touching, long fingers held on her lips kissed his erect phallus she lifted her body up her breasts hung down her nipples erect he could smell her sex the aroma intoxicating, it filled his senses.


She sighed his penis her drinking straw soon to be used by her another, man sacrificed to feed on, a curse bestowed upon her.The hunger now real to her.She sank her long fangs into the penis he screamed out in pain his body shuddered as the poison was injected his beating heart pumping it into every part of her meal.


She waited patiently time her friend he wasn’t going anywhere she licked his penis her soft touch now welcome once more. His body felt numb and yet he was still aware his brain allowed to think his feelings given permission to experience what was to befall him.

She stopped he felt her lips tighten around his penis as she begun sucking the fluid from his body, it felt strange this feeling, his legs were the first to be eaten digested flesh mixed with bone, now a soup to be enjoyed, sucked through a tube provided by man.

He was unaware of his fate his mind locked away from the pain his sorrow soon to be realised when the final act was played.

Her hunger sated for the now she released her lips from the male symbol that was now once more providing life for another ,his legs now hung in empty sacks of skin the meal within used up by another’s needs.


The strange enigma turned around her belly full for now she smiled at him he was confused the feeling in his legs still real to him two empty bags all the goodness removed.

She spoke her voice soft and gentle like the breeze her mind joining with his, two soon to become one.    He watched as she scurried up the wall in front of him like a spider on her web, she turned to face him a smile on her pretty face.

He tried to move the soft material pulled against his flesh a living thing under the influence of another; she smiled at him the knowledge hers alone.


The day passed by slowly he felt sick he kicked his legs aware of the freedom they now had. He pushed his feet against the webbing he tried his hardest to break free.

Darkness crept in she stirred he didn’t see her move he looked around the dimly lit room nothing…he screamed out her face appearing from nowhere. She smiled at him before turning around her hairy sex brushed against his face she rubbed her open labia against his skin. She was wet her urine still dripped from her the folds of skin.

She moaned with pleasure as she once again attached her soft lips to his penis to drink from his body. Her legs wrapped around his head  his face used for her pleasure whilst she sucked living flesh through his penis. A thick straw to drink from his life force pulled from within his own pelt, bit by bit to feed the demon now attached to his torso.


She tightened her grip her strong thighs now clamped tightly around the struggling man’s head her warm fluid spurted from her filling his mouth as each climax reached its peak. She lifted her head up, her mouth full of liquefied flesh and bone. Her orgasms taking control her pleasure now the only thing that mattered to her.

She swallowed what had been removed changing position her sex now enveloping her receptacle she pulled on it her strong muscles pulling his sperm from within his testicles to fertilize the egg sack in her womb.

She screamed out in pleasure as she pulled free to continue to feed upon her lover’s body, her need to eat from him all that mattered.


She remained attached drinking from the living vessel until only a shrivelled shell remained the man within now gone .

The darkness filled the room she slept contented her stomach full once more her child already fed its first meal others would be needed to help her grow, a mother’s love a bond to strong to be broken by the hand of man.


Past lives and futures victims waiting to be taken to feed the hungry another soon to be unleashed to hide in the shadows, stalking weary travellers and lost souls to feed the an unknown terror lurking in the shadows…there are no monsters are there.


The end.

Chapter 2 by amanda
I would like to thank banfield for writing the first two paragraphs he is persistent in his approach. I did not plan on adding anything to this tale; it seems he had other ideas.


Amanda.



No monsters here….or is there?




The sun is sinking fast; darkness begins to spread its cloak over the city. Artificial lights begin to illuminate the streets, but not the shadows. Not many people dare walk in the shadows unless they have to. They are the people the young thug awaits with knife at the ready. He needs cash. It’s his way of earning money – the easy way.


Darkness descends the blackness envelopes him where he lurks. He feels safe as he waits as a predator, ready to launch himself at the first unwary victim; but he is not as he thinks, alone.


Two verdant eyes are watching, two eyes belonging to another more frightening predator. Silently, motionless and unseen, she waits as patiently as the callous footpad. She moves with the breeze silent foot falls dancing on the fallen leaves a beating heart filled with excitement an unborn in need of a meal.
A noise in the darkness gets his attention, he is aware of a rustling sound behind him. He turns around, there before him stands a beautiful creature dressed in white. He uttered an uncouth word. It was his last utterance.


She weaves a silken net, his mouth the first to be covered by the fine thread. She lifted him up the shadows masking her, hiding her away from the sight of man; his fate already sealed no more victims to be maimed this night a good deed done.


As swiftly as she had sprung, she bore him deeper into the shadows and away to her lair. Sleep taking control she sprawled out on soft bed of woven twine. Patience is a virtue few posses time as always needed for her to recuperate, he was heavy a worthwhile quarry to feed the young. The struggling thief getting tired his body trapped wrapped in a blanket of white the cool breeze kissing his skin.


The darkness his companion his life, soon to be sucked from him slowly her sibling soon to join her. She stirred the young life within desperate for freedom she needed to prepare him for her new born, he was large a big man strong and muscular in stature. She moved silently in the shadows he screamed out the silken thread muffling his screams, She smiled at him her bulbous tummy pressed against the warm flesh her daughter sensing the meal inches away.



She bit into his penis injecting a paralyzing drug into a flowing blood stream the vehicle that would help transport the deadly cocktail through his veins. She adroitly stripped him of his clothes and gazed on his naked form. He stared at her aware of his inability to move the words fighting to leave his lips, the horror written on his face. His eye’s screaming out for freedom from the horror he now found himself embroiled in.



She floated away on invisible wings the steep walls the walkway to her bed.


He watched her in the shadows; the night passed by slowly the creature hidden within the body of a woman her moaning echoing through the still night air.
The first rays of a new dawn stabbed at the dark corners the battle for a new day raging once more.

He was startled by her scream the sound of a baby crying echoed around the room, a mother’s love now shared. A baby in need of its first feed, the rustling of a dress as it dragged across a tiled floor. The smell of life filled his nostrils the sound of a zip being undone her dress now removed. She went to him a soft breeze moving in the dimly lit room her aroma strong the soft touch of a woman’s skin against his face.


He looked into her eyes her daughter already attached to his erect muscle her small mouth sucking hard on the erect feeding tube.
She moved up his body her hairy sex brushed against his lips an eager tongue licked her clean, his purpose clear. Her sexual urges in control once again her warm fluids filled his mouth his body soon to be used up, sexual pleasures and the hunger of new born reasons enough to die for.


He was going to provide enough food for all her needs.


He stared bleary eyed sleep coming and going he was aware of the small child suspended from a thin net just below his stomach; he could feel the gentle pulling below as she sucked his dissolved flesh from the living receptacle.


A mother’s love unbreakable no release from a fate now sealed a young life taking another’s. He moaned the empty feeling filled his visions dreams of a life gone by tormented him .His body only half eaten three days now past three more remained the time taken to feed on a thief’s life force. Arms and legs now devoid of flesh vital organs left o keep the food source alive whilst she feeds on the living.


Day Six



The meal now complete an empty bag of skin all that remains, the child stands up her deep blue eyes looking around curious as to where she was. Her mother sat quietly in a corner the world outside going about its business the thief not missed a lost soul left to wander in the heavens.



Four months later



Normality now returned her future needed to be secured soon they would leave this place and join the masses. The park would become her play ground a mother teaching her showing her what was needed to survive.



She matured quickly the nutritious meals speeding her growth, her pert breasts and curvy bum attracting lots of male attention her dark desires yet to surface, normality all around her the questions not yet asked the answers not needed to be told. The memories locked away inside hormones driving her forward the meals forgotten for now.



Soon she would be awakened by her burning desire to feed upon a man’s life force.



They had remained hidden from view for centuries these creatures of the shadows unseen hiding in the darkness.



A part of our past an enigma with the taste for man’s life force to feed upon, pleasure from the pain a life sucked out whilst it still lives inside, unable to stop himself from being drained as spider with a fly.



A woman still, the monster hidden from sight her need to feed stronger than a man’s right to live, a daughter’s needs soon to change her path unsure of her purpose. Soon to be revealed by her sexual desire to explore the new possibilities, a life changing moment must never be forgotten it must be embraced and remembered for what it was, lost moments and forgotten pleasures, time her play ground men her victim’s.



Many to die a slow death at her hands but that’s another story…maybe?


The end…..or is it


Amanda.
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