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Bob runs in and pees on Justin's feet.  Then he runs away into the night laughing hysterically.  Then he gets run over by a bus and his brains pops out onto the sidewald.

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>silly monkey<




A bloody hand reaches out from under the pile of corpses.Skinless, with  black veins and rotten looking tendons.  . Another hand reaches out and a creature begins pulling itself out. Elongated arms, skeletal body,  a huge head with horns. red eyes. it hisses at Justin and crawls towards him. Justin backs up and falls over a dead body.. when he turns to get up the creature is face to face with him.  It grasps his arms and pins him down. Saliva dripping on his chest it growls at Justin as it opens its mouth full of jagged teeth.


Justin screams and screams as he lays on the hospital gurney.. He strains against the  restraints as the emergency room doctors try to sedate him.

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Your so amazing as a writer Mistress and delightfully tempting as well:P

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> thanks Stark <


The police wait in the hall as they watch the team of doctors examine Justin.. As one of the doctors leaves the room, the officer grabs his arm. " so did you figure out what is wrong with him , doc ?  What caused him to kill all those people at that Rave ?  "
the doctor shakes his head. " It seems he was under the influence of a very powerful hallucinogenic. In fact he still is . I dont know if his mind will recover. A few minutes ago he just suffered a mild heart attack. Whatever he is seeing in his head must be truly terrifying "

Last edited by MistressOf Horror (2010-04-05 00:35:04)

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The patient moans... "cat urine."  The cop laughs.

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lol:lol:

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I think these little stories weren’t bad considering   Mistress, AZ and I jotted them down from the top of our heads while browsing the board. Did anyone read em all and if so which was your favorite.

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I always enjoy joining Swollen in writing  a good horror story

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She didn’t know why but she couldn’t look at it. Her mommy didn’t notice her feeling uncomfortable, she was busy talking to uncle frank. Staying at grandmas house was hard enough since she died but trying to eat dinner with that doll staring at her from the mantel was too much.

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So she ate the doll while everyone stared.

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Her uncle frank screamed "you want fry’s with that beotch." Then he took his pants off and jumped through the window, screaming as he ran down the street.

The end

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Until the wild boar ran out of the woods and bit off his junk.  He again screamed "Do you want fries with that!" before passing out.

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Her uncle woke up in a fury of rage. He swore to himself back in college after a violent relationship and break up: never to let a wild boar hurt him again.  He knew he had to hunt that boar down and put an end to its tyranny and trail of heartache.  His anger was so great he was unknowingly biting into one side of his lip, drips of blood trickled down his chin. Pants less, with a crazed look, and armed only with an immense erection he ran into the bush, uncle was on the hunt.

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I don't have anything to contribute, just wanted to say that this whole thread was a very interesting read.  Some of you folks got talent!!!:D

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While furiously masturbating his phantom penis, uncle runs into a huge black bear.  They play football for a while before the bear sports a deer and eats it.  Uncle spanks his own ass with a stick while watching.  The voice-over narrator confirms that the uncle has a severe mental condition.

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As Uncle stands up the bear turns to look at him with a large section of deer entrails hanging from its muzzle.  Uncle yells "you should get some fry’s with that!"  Uncle turns running further into the forest on his quest for the boar.  He stops when he sees a stinging nettle plant and screams "that’s the ticket me boy." He plucks the plant and runs the full length of the stem up and down his urethra. Blissful and about to get back to the hunt he sees a brown bunny waving him over to look at something.

It was death.

The end.

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A Fade into blue.
This part of the day on the water was his favorite. The lowering sun turned the clouds above hues of pinks and purple. The shore before him was alive with other peoples families and friends enjoying their newly   started bonfires, food and unpacked guitars.  He hoped for just one more wave, a long one to ride to shore as he gazed at the setting sun while lifted above the water. It was a feeling he never got used to and craved like a drug addict. At that moment he felt something more than human, that feeling or craving would be forever satisfied that night in a way he couldn’t have possibly understood before.

^If no one minds my ramblings I am going to write this story solo.

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go for it swollen.. it will be a treat.. we will do the next one as a team..(( got an idea for you )

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Shawn got his wave at that part of the sunset when it still feels like day. Most people don’t notice but at some point of every dusk it quits feeling like the days fading and starts feeling like the night's darkening. As he was taking his last ride, he swore he saw two dark shape pass below his board towards shore. It was too shallow for dolphins. He shook it off thinking between being out there awhile and the lingering light it was just his eyes playing tricks.

On the beach he looked back and enjoyed the sight and sound of the crashing waves he had just been playing in moments before.

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He rinsed himself and his board off and changed out of his wetsuit. Back in his t-shirt and shorts he stashed his board in his pickup and walked towards the fire pit. At the pit were some of the usual gang he always hungout with. total about six people were already there and he recognized all the faces except two.

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John was there, John was always there. He was more or less the patriarch of the group, an older guy and a fixture at the beach. When the day on the water ended John was there at the fire pit: BBQ started, cooler of beer, and beach chairs laid out around the fire.

It didn’t ever surprise Shawn to see new faces at the nightly BBQ.  John was quite an outgoing guy and if you indulged him in conversation out on the water he was sure to invite you to it.  What did surprise him was how strikingly beautiful the two new additions were; two women who looked to be in their early twenties, one blond and one brunette. It was the Brunette that really caught his eye.  She was standing over by the folding table talking to John (more like listening to him). She glanced at Shawn giving him a little smile which made him look at the ground as he walked to the cooler feeling like a shy school boy.

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nice

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Shawn made his way to an empty chair by the fire with beer in hand. Rod and Jess where there, they were the couple in the group. Shawn carried on conversation with Rod all the while doing his best to take unnoticed glimpses at the new girl. She was one of those rare beauties that was more than beauty, she was a presence. Looking around everyone felt it. The other girl had it too but it didn’t hold any power over Shawn like she did. The other girl had taken a liking to Allen the pretty boy of the group. Shawn new Allen’s abilities well, he gave it five minutes before the two went for walk together.

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And by 'abilities', Shawn meant that Allen had a big dick. Retarded big. Like so big that Allen even admitted that he wished it were smaller because it made having a 'real' relationship difficult. Sure girls liked to look at it - and marvel - and tell their friends about it, Allen had said. But sex for them was often painful and not something the wished to repeat. Shawn had little empathy for his friend.

This new girl had obviously heard about Allen's cock before, or perhaps was looking at it right now. Shawn could only guess, because Allen was notorious for not wearing underwear, and with his running shorts, was in the habit of 'airing it out', to most dudes' annoyance.

Shawn wished he had a big dick. Or something. He often didn't feel as if he had anything to offer chicks, least of all this one sitting across the fire from him with the beautiful brown eyes. Or at least, that's what Shawn assumed. He really didn't know what color eyes she had.

He took a sip of his beer and watched as the blond leaned into her friend and whispered something to her, before standing and making her way past Allen.

One, two, three, four... Shawn counted. And on five, he watched as Allen stood, let out a great-big bullshit yawn, and tracked after the hot blond.

Shawn smiled at the brunette who smiled back. He 'cheers-d' her from across the growing flames.

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lol:lol:  lol