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You were definitely sure that whatever it was just spoke English, but the cadence of its voice was anything but normal. It was low, gravelly, and wet - like somebody who just finished screaming for a couple hours, broken vocal cords without a rest. It definitely did not reassure you that whoever just stepped through the window was not a threat. Your heart beats against your eardrums as the thing below you rummages around in the kitchen, hissing as it scrapes away glass from the floor. A cold spear of fear shoots throughout your stomach as you hear claws scrape against the tile of the kitchen. A lone sentence breaks the silence. \n\n''Is there anybody in here? I'm not here to hurt you! I need help!''\n\n\tDefinitely not human. You immediately don't trust what it says, after what you've seen of the neighborhood and the picture on the window, you can't trust anything that anybody says in the new world. You ponder your next move, white-knuckle gripping the rifle in your hands. You have a couple options: you could try to just wait it out until the creature left, but since the house itself was small and the monster shows at least a little bit of intelligence, there lies the uncomfortable possibility of being found, huddled in a closet, ripe for getting ripped to shreds. You finger the trigger of the rifle. You could also try to take it down and put it out of its misery, but you quickly shake the thought off. You aren't one for fighting, and you want to avoid confrontation if you can. You still don't know exactly what you're dealing with, and you aren't very confident in your aim, if you miss, you're pretty much dead, and if you hit, you've now alerted any demon in the neighborhood that you are right here, in a poorly defensible house, with no way out. \n\nYou quickly get up from the wall of the closet as you notice the relative silence of the household, no more claws on tile, no more glass on flesh. You quickly peak out the window and debate jumping out to safety. It's a long fall and you aren't the most athletic type. Most likely you'll land fine, but there's a small chance you'd sprain something in the fall or worse. The sound of you tumbling out of the window is bound to alert whatever is inside, and then you're left limping, running, and in a much worse position than you are now.\n\nA new sound interrupts your thought process, as you hear the tell tale signs of claws against wood as the creature has found the staircase and has began to climb.\n\n''Is there anybody up here? Please! I'm desperate!''.\n\nYou can't even stop yourself as you point your weapon towards the door and stutter, ''Don't come up here! I have a gun and I will shoot you!''\n\nYou begin to breathe harder, barrel of the gun trembling with your hands as you wait for the intruder to respond.\n\n''OK! Uh.. Thanks for the warning!...''\n\nThe voice trails off, leading to an uncomfortable silence as you watch the door like a hawk, focusing on the sun rays against the back wall looking for any sign of an approaching shadow. No shadows yet but you hear the house groan as whatever the voice is coming from creeps up a few more steps. Now that you're listening closely, the gait of this creature isn't upright, the way it's walking up the stairs just sounds... odd... The voice returns.\n\n''Listen! I think we can help each other out! I need something you have, and you need to get out of here, can we both agree on that?!''\n\nThe quote jolts into your mind and sends coldness down into your stomach. \n\n''Something that you have...?'' \n\nOh god...\n\n A thousand different scenarios race through your mind, a quick vision of the creature sinking its maw into your throat... Another snapshot of the creature pulling an intestine from your gullet, whatever this creature wants from you want no part of it.\n\n\tThe creature takes a couple more steps... You are soon met with a very strange odor emanating from the hallway outside the bedroom. It's odd and hard to describe, not a classically good smell, but not repugnant. Oddly alluring, like a mix of sex and perfume. It travels through your nose and sticks to your nostrils, invading your brain and clouding your thoughts.\n\n\t''Can we at least talk about it?'' The voice is now at the top of the stairs, mere feet from the door. Your head swims with the aroma that gets stronger and stronger with each second as you consider what to do. You can start to see the outline of the creature from it's shadow, down on all fours, with something inhumanly long descending from it's head.\n\n\tYou feel like you're caught in a situation you just can't win. You swallow and pipe up ''Alright, slowly, step in front of the door, hands on your head, if you make a move to rush me Ill shoot!'' You regret the sentence as soon as it leaves your mouth, why couldn't it just leave you alone, what does it want from you?\n\n\t''Well, I can't put my hands on my head...'' \n\n\tThe creature extends one arm forward through the door, allowing you your first glimpse of the creature. Red skin... or can that even be considered skin? It looks exactly like muscle, tracing down the arm and across the hand to meet with sinister looking claws at the end, white filmy sinew shifting underneath, ripped and torn across, almost as if the muscle was bursting out of it. There wasn't any blood or blood vessels, it just looked like the layer protecting the muscle from the air was just.... Missing. \n\n\tThat wasn't even the worst part. The creature slowly peaks it's head around the corner at you, and you almost drop the gun in shock. The creatures head completely exposed. Its brain pumping grotesquely in front of you, meeting the red ''skin'' along the sides of its head. The brain completely extended past and over where the eyes should be, and it's mouth was huge, glittering teeth sharpened to a cruel tip. Even more shocking was that the creatures tongue was completely out, way longer than it should be, slowly serpentining in the air in front of you, tasting the air; tasting your presence in the room.\n\n\tIt continues until it's halfway through the doorway, giving you a full view of it's body. It was hunched on all fours like a dog, red and muscled all the way through. You couldn't get a good view of it's backside but it had a distinctively humanoid shape, resembling a person forced to walk on all fours rather than a creature born that way.\n\n\tDragging you away from your sickened curiosity, and bringing you out of the paralysis of fear, the creature speaks. ''Yes, I imagine that this must be quite frightening to you... But I am not here to hurt you, no.'' \n\n\tThe creature crouches backwards into a squat, tongue still moving quickly to get a sense of who you are. \n\n\t''I am after something much more rare these days.''\n\n\tThat's when you notice the creatures full intention, and he presents his underside fully to you. You're morbid curiosity causes your eyes to drag down the creature, from it's dripping wet maw and tongue, down it's toned front side, pectoral muscles red and sinewed stretching across its chest, exposed, washboard stomach heaving in and out with breath, down do it's groin, where it's exposed member hangs down between its legs.\n\n\tYou gulp in surprise at the sight of its dick, and you bring your eyes back up to meet its... uh... head, gun still steadily pointed at him. You need to understand what it wants from you. \n\n\t''Listen, I don't know what the fuck you are, how the fuck you know how to talk, nor do I know OR care what the fuck you want.'' You grip the trigger mechanism on the rifle tightly. ''I just want to leave, we can both go our separate ways.''\n\n\tThe creature still splays itself in front of you, almost playfully, and you swear you see its grotesque mouth twist into a smile as he retracts his freakish tongue back into his mouth and begins to speak.\n\n\t''There's no need to get violent...'' The creature coo's, getting back down on all fours and taking a step towards you. ''I don't want any more violence...'' As the creature stalks towards you notice the blood stains on it's back. Clearly the creature has seen some battles. As your eyes trace along the bloodstains on the creatures back a quick motion startles you.\n\n\tThe long appendage darts out of it's mouth towards the rifle in your hands. Instinctively you squeeze the trigger, and yelp with fear.\n\n\tNothing... You forgot to turn the safety off!\n\n\tThe creatures tongue connects with the rifle, wrapping around the barrel and ripping it to the side, painfully, out of your hands. The rifle bounces across the carpet and hits the wall with a crack, before you feel a weight hit you, sending you sprawling on your back as the creature lunges at you with full force.\n\n\tHitting the floor knocks the breath out of you, causing your vision to darken for a split second, as light returns to your focus, you kind of wish that your vision just stayed dark. The first thing that meets you is the creatures head mere inches from your own. You instinctively try to struggle and use your arms to push the creature away, but it uses it's claws to keep them firmly locked at your sides. It opens its mouth and begins.\n\n\t''Now this is much more fun than fighting... Isn't it?'' The long tongue reappears from it's dripping maw and descends down your body. The sensation causes you to shiver as you feel the creatures tongue invade your clothes, as it starts to lap at your...\n\nNaval: https://inkbunny.net/s/2861610\nThighs: https://inkbunny.net/s/2861597\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tYou swear you just heard something yelp ''Shit!''... but you weren't sure if it was a somebody. You were definitely sure that whatever it was just spoke English, but the cadence of its voice was anything but normal. It was low, gravelly, and wet - like somebody who just finished screaming for a couple hours, broken vocal cords without a rest. It definitely did not reassure you that whoever just stepped through the window was not a threat. Your heart beats against your eardrums as the thing below you rummages around in the kitchen, hissing as it scrapes away glass from the floor. A cold spear of fear shoots throughout your stomach as you hear claws scrape against the tile of the kitchen. A lone sentence breaks the silence.

''Is there anybody in here? I'm not here to hurt you! I need help!''

\tDefinitely not human. You immediately don't trust what it says, after what you've seen of the neighborhood and the picture on the window, you can't trust anything that anybody says in the new world. You ponder your next move, white-knuckle gripping the rifle in your hands. You have a couple options: you could try to just wait it out until the creature left, but since the house itself was small and the monster shows at least a little bit of intelligence, there lies the uncomfortable possibility of being found, huddled in a closet, ripe for getting ripped to shreds. You finger the trigger of the rifle. You could also try to take it down and put it out of its misery, but you quickly shake the thought off. You aren't one for fighting, and you want to avoid confrontation if you can. You still don't know exactly what you're dealing with, and you aren't very confident in your aim, if you miss, you're pretty much dead, and if you hit, you've now alerted any demon in the neighborhood that you are right here, in a poorly defensible house, with no way out.

You quickly get up from the wall of the closet as you notice the relative silence of the household, no more claws on tile, no more glass on flesh. You quickly peak out the window and debate jumping out to safety. It's a long fall and you aren't the most athletic type. Most likely you'll land fine, but there's a small chance you'd sprain something in the fall or worse. The sound of you tumbling out of the window is bound to alert whatever is inside, and then you're left limping, running, and in a much worse position than you are now.

A new sound interrupts your thought process, as you hear the tell tale signs of claws against wood as the creature has found the staircase and has began to climb.

''Is there anybody up here? Please! I'm desperate!''.

You can't even stop yourself as you point your weapon towards the door and stutter, ''Don't come up here! I have a gun and I will shoot you!''

You begin to breathe harder, barrel of the gun trembling with your hands as you wait for the intruder to respond.

''OK! Uh.. Thanks for the warning!...''

The voice trails off, leading to an uncomfortable silence as you watch the door like a hawk, focusing on the sun rays against the back wall looking for any sign of an approaching shadow. No shadows yet but you hear the house groan as whatever the voice is coming from creeps up a few more steps. Now that you're listening closely, the gait of this creature isn't upright, the way it's walking up the stairs just sounds... odd... The voice returns.

''Listen! I think we can help each other out! I need something you have, and you need to get out of here, can we both agree on that?!''

The quote jolts into your mind and sends coldness down into your stomach.

''Something that you have...?''

Oh god...

 A thousand different scenarios race through your mind, a quick vision of the creature sinking its maw into your throat... Another snapshot of the creature pulling an intestine from your gullet, whatever this creature wants from you want no part of it.

\tThe creature takes a couple more steps... You are soon met with a very strange odor emanating from the hallway outside the bedroom. It's odd and hard to describe, not a classically good smell, but not repugnant. Oddly alluring, like a mix of sex and perfume. It travels through your nose and sticks to your nostrils, invading your brain and clouding your thoughts.

\t''Can we at least talk about it?'' The voice is now at the top of the stairs, mere feet from the door. Your head swims with the aroma that gets stronger and stronger with each second as you consider what to do. You can start to see the outline of the creature from it's shadow, down on all fours, with something inhumanly long descending from it's head.

\tYou feel like you're caught in a situation you just can't win. You swallow and pipe up ''Alright, slowly, step in front of the door, hands on your head, if you make a move to rush me Ill shoot!'' You regret the sentence as soon as it leaves your mouth, why couldn't it just leave you alone, what does it want from you?

\t''Well, I can't put my hands on my head...''

\tThe creature extends one arm forward through the door, allowing you your first glimpse of the creature. Red skin... or can that even be considered skin? It looks exactly like muscle, tracing down the arm and across the hand to meet with sinister looking claws at the end, white filmy sinew shifting underneath, ripped and torn across, almost as if the muscle was bursting out of it. There wasn't any blood or blood vessels, it just looked like the layer protecting the muscle from the air was just.... Missing.

\tThat wasn't even the worst part. The creature slowly peaks it's head around the corner at you, and you almost drop the gun in shock. The creatures head completely exposed. Its brain pumping grotesquely in front of you, meeting the red ''skin'' along the sides of its head. The brain completely extended past and over where the eyes should be, and it's mouth was huge, glittering teeth sharpened to a cruel tip. Even more shocking was that the creatures tongue was completely out, way longer than it should be, slowly serpentining in the air in front of you, tasting the air; tasting your presence in the room.

\tIt continues until it's halfway through the doorway, giving you a full view of it's body. It was hunched on all fours like a dog, red and muscled all the way through. You couldn't get a good view of it's backside but it had a distinctively humanoid shape, resembling a person forced to walk on all fours rather than a creature born that way.

\tDragging you away from your sickened curiosity, and bringing you out of the paralysis of fear, the creature speaks. ''Yes, I imagine that this must be quite frightening to you... But I am not here to hurt you, no.''

\tThe creature crouches backwards into a squat, tongue still moving quickly to get a sense of who you are.

\t''I am after something much more rare these days.''

\tThat's when you notice the creatures full intention, and he presents his underside fully to you. You're morbid curiosity causes your eyes to drag down the creature, from it's dripping wet maw and tongue, down it's toned front side, pectoral muscles red and sinewed stretching across its chest, exposed, washboard stomach heaving in and out with breath, down do it's groin, where it's exposed member hangs down between its legs.

\tYou gulp in surprise at the sight of its dick, and you bring your eyes back up to meet its... uh... head, gun still steadily pointed at him. You need to understand what it wants from you.

\t''Listen, I don't know what the fuck you are, how the fuck you know how to talk, nor do I know OR care what the fuck you want.'' You grip the trigger mechanism on the rifle tightly. ''I just want to leave, we can both go our separate ways.''

\tThe creature still splays itself in front of you, almost playfully, and you swear you see its grotesque mouth twist into a smile as he retracts his freakish tongue back into his mouth and begins to speak.

\t''There's no need to get violent...'' The creature coo's, getting back down on all fours and taking a step towards you. ''I don't want any more violence...'' As the creature stalks towards you notice the blood stains on it's back. Clearly the creature has seen some battles. As your eyes trace along the bloodstains on the creatures back a quick motion startles you.

\tThe long appendage darts out of it's mouth towards the rifle in your hands. Instinctively you squeeze the trigger, and yelp with fear.

\tNothing... You forgot to turn the safety off!

\tThe creatures tongue connects with the rifle, wrapping around the barrel and ripping it to the side, painfully, out of your hands. The rifle bounces across the carpet and hits the wall with a crack, before you feel a weight hit you, sending you sprawling on your back as the creature lunges at you with full force.

\tHitting the floor knocks the breath out of you, causing your vision to darken for a split second, as light returns to your focus, you kind of wish that your vision just stayed dark. The first thing that meets you is the creatures head mere inches from your own. You instinctively try to struggle and use your arms to push the creature away, but it uses it's claws to keep them firmly locked at your sides. It opens its mouth and begins.

\t''Now this is much more fun than fighting... Isn't it?'' The long tongue reappears from it's dripping maw and descends down your body. The sensation causes you to shiver as you feel the creatures tongue invade your clothes, as it starts to lap at your...

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