Message-ID: <12656eli$9807022342@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12656.txt>
From: dez187lm@hotmail.com (H.D. Meister)
Subject: {ASSM} Story: it Is Me - it is me.txt [1/1]
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d
Path: qz!not-for-mail
Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam
Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us>
X-Original-Message-ID: <6neusc$1br$2@solaris.cc.vt.edu>
Greetings. Here is another story from the Mind of H.D. Meister. If
you are not at least 18 or live in a community which does not allow
adult material, DO NOT READ THIS. Post freely, archive and critique as
you will so long as the work is not altered in any way, you do not
gain a profit from my work, and all due credit is given to the author:
me.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
It Is Me
By: H.D. Meister
(dez187lm@hotmail.com)
I feel it happening within me. Slow. Steady. Devoid of pain. The
change. I am changing into that which I have always feared. And I
like it.
Remember what you used to see when you looked at me? That thing is
dead now. I am no longer the kind soul who would have gone against
Satan for you. Now I am his general. I command the forces of
suffering and the legions of the damned. I am not some child who
nurses at his mothers breast. I am that thing you loath without even
knowing its true nature. Instinctive hate is all I offer to the world
now.
I remember longing to show you what the touch of someone who truly
cares felt like. I was a fool to deny my heritage then. Now all I
desire is to hear your screams as I tear the flesh from your body even
as I fuck you senseless. I can taste your blood as it glides across
my tongue. I can feel your life slip away from you and vanish into
the nothingness which I call Home. Can you feel me rip your throat
out as you cum? Do my claws excite you even as they tear of your
breasts? Do you yearns for another orgasm while you struggle beneath
me? Would you feel more comfortable if I were to ravage your asshole
instead of that rancid pool of flesh which used to be your cunt?
Look. it's me. This is what you always said I would never become.
This is the creature you always knew I could never be. Who is the
bigger fool now. How many of my army have you fucked and sucked in
your futile attempt to gain true love? Now that I take what you would
never give me, why do you cry out? Your GOD has left you in my care.
And I swore to you that I would always take care of you. I am here.
I am honoring my end of the bargain. That you did not state your end
is your mistake.
And I will take everything from you. You will not have to worry about
raising children; the spawn of my creation know their role. They
will eat your rotting bones and then seek out the souls of those who
are still unsure. They will stalk the shadows, ever ready to
slaughter all who are as foolish as you were. You trusted me, and
look where it has gotten you.
Scream. Yell. Strike me. They are as worthless as your life. You
have known "pleasure" at the hands of others. My hands simply lack
the soft fleshy coverings of humanity. I know you can feel my
demonhood shred your bowels, and I know you enjoy it. This is yours
for eternity. You earned this.
This is me. This is what I am, not that cute, nice young man you
claimed existed within that soft flesh. I am hard. Ruthless.
Unfeeling. This is me. Pleased? No? Well... it doesn't matter. I
am yours and you are mine. I would tell you to get used to it...
But where's the fun if you do?
(dez187lm@hotmail.com)
--
+----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+
| <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> |
| Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |
<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>