Vera: Bathroom sinners
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You enter and turn on the light. | You enter and turn on the light. | ||
| - | A red liquid is flowing from one of the booths. You realize in terror that it's blood | + | A red liquid is flowing from one of the booths. You realize in terror that it's blood. |
| - | + | You rush in, expecting the worse. | |
| - | The beast’s face is covered in blood and his fangs are ravaging the teenager’s back. He is holding her by the hips and forcing her on his member. Trembling in fear you order him, in the name of the Lord, to release her. He glances at you and laughs. His assaults on Lenora become more frantic until he seems to be shaken by an electric discharge. | + | What you witness comes directly from hell: A demon is assaulting poor Lenora. |
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| + | Lenora, the brilliant student, who, this very afternoon, was in your class cleverly answering all your questions. | ||
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| + | Lenora, the poor orphan, you recognize as a younger version of yourself. | ||
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| + | Lenora is being raped by some fiend from hell. | ||
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| + | The sweet child’s clothes are torn and you spot many wounds on her neck and breasts from which blood is pouring abundantly. Her breath is short and she seems to be crying. Although you have never heard cries of this sort. It’s almost like she’s... | ||
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| + | ...purring. | ||
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| + | The deformed beast’s face is covered in blood and his fangs are ravaging the teenager’s back. He is holding her by the hips and forcing her on his member. Trembling in fear you order him, in the name of the Lord, to release her. He glances at you for a second and laughs before biting his prey's shoulder again. His assaults on Lenora become more frantic until he seems to be shaken by an electric discharge. | ||
Is your lord answering your prayers? Is he being stroke by God's wrath? | Is your lord answering your prayers? Is he being stroke by God's wrath? | ||
Current revision as of 08:20, 11 June 2011
As you turn around the corner that leads to the showers you hear another noise coming from inside the bathroom.
You enter and turn on the light.
A red liquid is flowing from one of the booths. You realize in terror that it's blood.
You rush in, expecting the worse.
What you witness comes directly from hell: A demon is assaulting poor Lenora.
Lenora, the brilliant student, who, this very afternoon, was in your class cleverly answering all your questions.
Lenora, the poor orphan, you recognize as a younger version of yourself.
Lenora is being raped by some fiend from hell.
The sweet child’s clothes are torn and you spot many wounds on her neck and breasts from which blood is pouring abundantly. Her breath is short and she seems to be crying. Although you have never heard cries of this sort. It’s almost like she’s...
...purring.
The deformed beast’s face is covered in blood and his fangs are ravaging the teenager’s back. He is holding her by the hips and forcing her on his member. Trembling in fear you order him, in the name of the Lord, to release her. He glances at you for a second and laughs before biting his prey's shoulder again. His assaults on Lenora become more frantic until he seems to be shaken by an electric discharge.
Is your lord answering your prayers? Is he being stroke by God's wrath?
He laughs at you and tosses Lenora away. She falls as a rag doll in a corner. He’s damned member covered in his foul semen is rigid and pointing towards you.
“Sister, why don’t you and I dance in the moonlight” he hisses.
What do you do?
Do you run to your room
