Gender: Male Age: 18 Location: Space
|Introduction: Amy, a female biker meets a man who seems harmless if not a bit wierd, but she soon find out why he is so odd. It's not for the better.|
Amy walked into the bar having just arrived on her motorcycle. The night was warm and dry. Amy wore a black leather coat, matching leather pants and long boots that came to her knees and matching leather gloves. She had long black hair that partialy covered her right eye. Her lips were full and pink. She was an athletic woman with the tone and firm ass to prove it as she strutted into the bar her arms swaying to and fro approaching the bar.
"Hey Chucky, whiskey, no ice." she said with a smile laying her side arm on the bar. All the men who were about to approach her to hit on her, immeditly sat back down.
She noticed a strange character in the corner. It was as if her had no lips because he was grinning like an idiot. His teeth however were sharp, all of them. His face was almost completely concealed by a short headed cloudy grey top hat. He wore a suit that was the same shade of grey as he sat and read the newspaper. He was sickly pale, his hands were covered by brown leather gloves. She didn't even see lips on the man.
He sent shivers up her spine.
The bar was open at all hours of the night and "Chucky had the night shifts." the bar was also an Inn, where she spent most night for free being such good friends with the bar keeps.
The hour of 10:00 rolled around as most of the gentlemen had left. The drag races were on that night between the police and the street racers.
Amy hated cops and knew they would win, she didn't see a point in going down there.
"Bar-keep! Another burbon on rocks please." the grinning man's voice rose from behind Amy still sitting in the corner.
"That's that's like your 15th one, are you sure you're ok." Chucky asked,
"I do thank you for your concern but I assure you I am sighingly fine." the oddly fasinated sounding English voice said, pronoucing every sylable in every word and biting down after he was done speaking letting out a loud clicking sound.
"Who are you?" Amy asked.
"Who am I? They call me the Grinning man for obvious reasons." he said followed by the loud click of his clashing teeth. She stood up grabbing the ice filled burbon from Chucky and walking it over the the man setting it in front of him still only seeing his smile.
Once closer she saw red around his thin gums that turned into the peraly white sharpened teeth.
"And what, if I may ask, is your name young lass?" he said followed by the click. He opened it incredably wide jaw and poured some of the burbon into his mouth swallowing it.
"Amy." she said, "So what's your buisness? Mr. Grinning man?" she asked.
"I travel place to place seeking furnishes I like, taking them and leaving." *click* he explained.
"Sounds like your a criminal." she said with a clever smirk,
"No, of course not dear Amy, criminals get caught! I am innocent until proven guilty so thusly I have not been charged with anything leaving me with no crimes at all, and furthermore makes the title of criminal void and unfitting." *click* "Are you a criminal Ms, Amy?" he said shifting his head to her clicking her teeth.
"I have a few taints on my record yeah."
They talked for about an hour until she decided she was tired enough to go to bed. She took off her loose pants and shirt but put her jacket back on leaving on her gloves and boots too. She was wearing a see through black bra and a matching black thong.
She slept soundly until about 12. She woke up and looked around, total darkness, she couldn't see anything.
Amy flicked on a light as the Grinning man sat in the corner of the room. Sitting Grinning ear to ear, the dimples clearly shown.
Amy didn't notice him at first as she stood up grabbing her side arm and looking outside.
"Trust me, there is nothing to be afraid of out there." *click* Amy nearly jumped through the ceiling spinning around pointing the gun.
"If you need fear anything, you need fear inside your room." *click* he said,
"How did you get into my room?" she demanded,
"I used the key to unlock your door and I watched you sleep for an hour before you awoke." *click*
"Why!?" she cried out in an almost rage.
"Because I wanted to get a closer look at you." *click*
"What? At these?" she asked opening her jacket up exposing her C-cup breasts inside the bra and moving her chest back and forth.
"Those were two of the objects I wished to observe yes." *click*
"What was another? This?" she asked as she bent over licking her lips suductivly.
He nodded, "Uh-huh." he said without moving his mouth at all.
She turned around and bent over showing him her nice apple ass and grinder the air with it. "This too?"
"Well there's your show, get out." she demanded.
The Grinning man stood up as he slowly reached up and took off his hat reavealing no eyes or nose or even holes for them. Instead there were ripples of skin where it looks like the skin had been shredded facing up, line after line of it stopping at the forhead.
"I fear I cannot and will not heed your understandable request." *click* all of the ripples flared. He took a step forward.
She was in a state of panic, Amy was crying on the inside and shuttered on the out. The Grinning man suddenly reached for her when she fired. She kept firing the weapon until all 12 bullets had been exuasted.
The Grinning man looked down at the holes in the suit. White drained out of each one as his grin turned into a frown. His mouth opened wider then any humans, roaring into the air a bellowing shriek that made Amy jump back as the entire bar shook.
The man went back to grinning as he looked back at Amy. He jumped forward grabbing her and throwing her on the bed grasping her ass with his none covered hand. His albino like hand had white long fingernail that were black at the base and had five joints in each finger including the thumb. It grasped her butt and sqeezed.
Amy tried to climb away but it held her stationary with one hand. It bent over as a long sharpened black tongue slid out and went between her thong and into her pussy lips tasting her sweet musky vagina.
Amy's eyes welled up in tears feeling the violation. He stood her up and lifted off the ground with one hand by her wrists. He whipped her back with his fingernails. She screamed out as he did it again grinning ever wider. He drew his head in and bit her side hard as blood welled up around his teeth. He threw her back onto the bed unzipping the pants and pulled out a large penis with the ripples surrounding it and a large fat grey head. He mounted the nearly crying woman and pounded her pussy. She drove her face into the bed as she started building a climax because of the ripples flaring and teasing her pussy. She moaned and cried at the same time as she released an orgasm. The Grinning man grasped her thighs and rubbed them up and down. He flipped her around shoving her entire left breast into his mouth sucking hard, his teeth scratching them as his index finger found a way to her asshole.
She cried out when his finger penetrated her soft asshole.
He flipped her back around and shoved his dick into her ass. She screamed as loud as she possibly could, her voice breaking a bit.
It made no difference, he pounded her ass. He kept going until he lifted his head roaring an inhuman shriek pulling out and shoving into her pussy and came. He pulled out as his tongue licked her ear. She still tried to resist even though his cold black seed dripped out of her pussy. She suddenly stood up and booked it down stairs. She screamed seeing blood everywhere and Chucky's head on the bar and his shotgun, hand still attached, on the floor. She picked it up and ran outside pulling her keys from her jacket pocket.
She ran outside and sped away. She turned around to see the Grinning man burst from the bar and catch up to her speed in no time and was in less then seconds running beside her.
She lifted the shotgun and blasted the Ginning mans face. He collapsed to the ground as she sped off to the nearest town.
The Grinning man stood up and dusted himself off. His face seemingly took no damage. "Thank you Amy for the buisness." *click*
A truck pulled up after an hour of slowly walking down the road.
"Mr? You need a ride?" the trucker asked,
"You are ever so generous sir, where abouts are you heading?" *click*
"Vagas." he answered,
"City of sin, I like that." *click*
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