Character Fiction
This is is a story submitted to the list by the player of Emily (who was also gracious enough to help me make this page before I had a computer thank you we love you). Please keep in mind this is FICTION. Just because Stepeh KInd writes a book about people getting killed it doesn't make him a killer right? Sane here. No hate mail please, you knew what you were getting into when you clicked on that enter button and read the disclaimer *ahem*. So enjoy, if you can, a tale of Emily.
WARNING!! WARNING!! THE FOLLOWING IS DISTURBING AND INCLUDES ALL THE GORY
DETAILS...
The heartbeat of the fairgrounds thundered in her head as she walked amongst
it's visitors.
"Nothing like the Exhibition to herd them all together for me", she thought,
smiling pleasantly at a family as she passed them. Hungry, she headed for
the kiddy rides. She stood and watched all the children riding on
fiberglass bees, horses and miniature trains like dainties in a display case
at a fine restaurant.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw her. So delicate, so frail, barely
five, standing alone among the masses, tiny tears running down her face.
Emily approached her, the smile on her face betraying her true intentions.
"Are you lost little one?"
The little girl looked up at her, her face telling Emily everything she
needed to know, she only nodded and sniffed, wiping her tiny nose on her
sleeve. Smiling warmly, Emily reached her hand out to her.
"Here, take my hand sweetness, I'll help you find your mommy and daddy."
Reluctantly, the little girl did as she was told, this lady seemed nice,
after all.
A familiar, and always welcomed rush flooded Emily as her hand engulfed that
of the little girl. Emily stopped at a concession stand and looked down at
the pretty thing.
"Do you like cotton candy?"
The girl's face suddenly lit up, and a smile spread across her face.
"It's my favorite, but my momma and poppa don't like me to have too much,
they say it makes me hyper."
Emily laughed at the candidness of her sweet treat, she smiled and winked at
her, "It will be our little secret then, momma and poppa don't have to
know." With that, she paid for the candy and handed it to the girl, who
spared no time in ripping open the bag and stuffing a large piece of candy
in her mouth, smiling happily up at Emily.
Emily took her sticky little hand again, and began to lead her to a less
populated area of the park, behind one of the permanent structures, "Here
you can eat your candy without worrying about your momma and poppa seeing
you." The girl smiled and sat on the grass to eat her candy, Emily squirmed.
"What's your name?"
The girl smiled, her face covered in sticky pink sugar, "Krista", she
replied.
"Well, Krista, it appears you've managed to get that candy all over you."
Krista stopped and looked down at herself, she had, indeed managed to get
the sticky stuff all over her, all the way to her elbows, and bits of it
were now melting and congealing on her pants.
"Oh no..." Krista's expression changed from one of contentedness with her
candy to one of fear that her mother would find out she had it.
"That's alright, I'll just take your clothes into the bathroom and wash them
off, then your momma won't know..." Emily smiled warmly, the ache in her
lower abdomen becoming more insistent.
Krista looked up at her, "You...want to take my clothes off...here?" The
little girl looked around, now realizing that they were completely alone.
Emily nodded, "Yes, that way I can wash them. No one will see you, we're all
alone here..." With that Emily began to reach for the girl's shirt, her
hands trembling slightly, as they always do when she is coming close.
Krista began to shrink away from her, dropping the remainder of her candy on
the ground.
"I don't think that this is right..." she began to say, but Emily put her
finger up to her lips in a "shushing" motion.
"You don't want your mommy to know what a bad little girl you've been do
you? You went away with a stranger, and ate candy even though you knew she
wouldn't want you to." Emily shook her head and made a "tsk tsk" noise to
the girl. "Let me do as I please, and I promise, she'll never find out how
bad you've been, it will be our little secret."
Krista's little face twisted into one of pure terror, unable to speak or
move, only knowing that she was now in a great deal of danger. Emily could
sense it, smell it, it spurned her on.
Emily reached out for the little girl, now frozen in terror and pulled off
her shirt and pants, laying them on the grass beside her, leaving the little
girl shirtless and in a pair of "Little Mermaid" panties.
Krista's tiny nipples began to harden in the night air, Emily could no
longer control herself. She bared her fangs at the beautiful little
treasure in front of her, and swept her into her arms, putting her hands in
the most forbidden of places, letting her own primal sex urges guide her
actions, she bit into the little girls neck savagely. Krista cried out, and
Emily put her hand over the girl's mouth and nose, looking her sternly in
the eye.
"If you scream, I will rip out your throat and eat your heart you little
baby slut, now shut your fucking mouth!"
Krista's eyes were wide with unspeakable terror, afraid to move, to speak,
even to breath, she laid stiff in Emily's arms as she drank from her, trying
to ignore the grunting and moaning eminating from this hideous creature's
throat as she molested her.
Finally, she was done. Krista felt light-headed and Emily looked her
straight in the eye, and said something to her, Krista's mind went blank.
Emily guided the little girl back to where she found her, the way she found
her and stepped away, then snapped her fingers. As if on cue, the little
girl began to cry.
Emily approached one of the park security guards, "I believe that little
girl over there is lost, perhaps you should help her find her parents." The
officer smiled at her, "Thank you ma'am."
Emily watched the officer approach the little girl and ask her where her
mommy and daddy were, a smile washed over her face as she heard the words
come out of little Krista's mouth, "My daddy touches me in bad places..."
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