Flesh Novels & Stories

I needed to get the hell out of here and frickin disappear. “Who…” Justin whispered, his eye lids falling- “I need to go, you’ll be fine," I whispered back frantically. I tried to move but his firm hand on my shoulder, pulled my shirt back ripping a piece. I couldn’t stay and slap him for ruining my favorite shit, so I grabbed my long fuzzy dress shirt I had earlier disposed, diving behind the bush just in time as Chris came into view, his eyes on the pool, widening when he saw Justin’s figure.

“Khora, stop playing with me-” It takes Khorasa a second to catch on before the light goes out of her eyes. “N-no, it’s not that.” She looks at the meat and clasps her mouth, unable to handle the burden of it being human meat. “Human flesh tastes similar to the flesh of swine.” “Swine?”

The smell of rotting flesh is disgusting. Its muscle memory to pull the gloves over my hands, pick a scalpel off the medical tray. The body on the metal table in front of me has no head. ‘You have to take a sample of flesh, a sample of blood and take a look at the internal organs.’ Aunt Cynthia’s voice is clear in my head. ‘The flesh is different from what it should be— too soft, or too tough.’ I make a clear cut down the forearm, where the stiff muscles are as they would be on any other dead body.

I yelled as my confidence level started to rise. Justin nodded his head as he took out a lighter and started to light the metal stick, causing it to turn a reddish color. "Take off her clothes." Justin said as Dylan approached me. I shook my head and squirmed as he started ripping pieces of fabric off of my body. Different screams and profanities left my mouth as I wiggled away from him.

Because of that, in an instance you split it’s body and you didn’t find the core, then it means it’s hidden somewhere else. One thing differs the flesh monster from other golems which I’ve fought in games before is that their detached flesh won’t reattach when their body parts were cut although the core is still not destroyed. The flesh monster’s lower part is still moving even though it’s been decapacitated into two, indicating that the core is hidden somewhere in it’s lower body. I glanced to it’s stiff upper body which was lying not far from me just in case it the unlikely happened and it moved

The smell of petrol and coal tar filled their nostrils they looked at each other in silence with the effect of the alcohol washing off immediately. "What was that?" Jason whispered. "Sean is that an animal?... Oh please tell me it's not a human being" he cried. They carefully stepped off the car and moved to the front. Once they saw the twisted human figure lying lifelessly on the ground in a pool of blood Jason froze... "Jason let's go! Now!!!.." Sean hollered but Jason stood not moving an inch. "Hey ... Hey! Look let's get out of here before people see this, it was a mistake!!"

VIVIAN I watch in horror as his body contorts, his skin tearing as the gruesome snapping and popping sounds of his joints and bones rearranging fill the dense space between us. Fur, golden as the sun, starts to sprout along the torn flesh, spreading until it covers his entire frame.

They dragged out a corpse, and Ilyana's breath caught. Half the body still looked human. The other half appeared ravaged by a lethal infection. The flesh had turned a grotesque crimson. Muscles bulged at unnatural angles. Veins and bone pressed sharply against skin stretched to its limit. 'What exactly is this base researching?' Her pupils contracted as curiosity collided with cold fear.

Amber, musk, leather, and traces of citrus-the sensual aroma lingered throughout the room. "Sir"I tried to object. "If any more words leave your mouth, I swear to fucking God, I'll spill the entirety of this onto you," He bluntly asserted, referring to the burning flame in his hand. Setting the opposite temperatures onto the table next to the bed, he then started to unbutton the rest of his dress shirt. Pulling the material off of his body, I watched as his muscles contracted as he rid himself of the cloth. As he was completely shirtless now, I

Layla's POV. The silence in the living room was suffocating. Mom stood frozen near the doorway, her eyes locked on her daughter’s, pregnant body. My rounded five-month belly rose and fell with each shaky breath. My heavy breasts, fuller and more sensitive than ever, glistened faintly where a few drops of colostrum had leaked during the earlier intensity. Between my thighs, Marcus’s fresh cum continued to slowly drip down my leg, a blatant, obscene testament to months of secret breeding.