Hundreds of blood-sucking insects I have already ingested (640 hits)
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Submitted by Jaybles (View user info) at 2004-06-02 13:13:30 EDT
Dont' scratch it, don't scratch it.
Fucking blood-sucking insects. What the hell is the reason for mosquitos, anyway?
Oh, man, Im gonna be late. She's going to be so pissed. I'm not gonna get any for weeks!
But it just itches so bad! I can barely keep my eyes on the road!
I looked down to my forearm where the massive red, bulging monolith lay. For a week now I had been fighting some killer mosquitos. The little buggers loved me, and I swear that an hour after the first one dove into my epidermis, 26 little mosquito McDonald's stands popped up all over my body. I had tried everything, creams, patches, pills, baths in weird concoctions. Nothing seemed to work.
But oh, scratching was wonderful. For a few seconds, my hand would fly back and forth across my arm, faster and faster. Ahh, pure bliss. I was left with fingernail marks all over my right arm from scratching while I was asleep. I was told to put socks over my hands so I couldn't scratch. Somehow during the night the irritance was just too unbearable to handle. My fingers broke through the cotton sock with gray toes; inch long, razor sharp nails at the end of each one. I ravenously raked the dead skin off of my arm, even if only for a few moments.
Oh, come on this light's been red forever. God, she's gonna kill me if im late.
I reached over to the passenger seat of my car to grab my cd's. Digging through the pile of crap my hand touched something familiar. And then like a lightbulb in my skull I had an idea.
I pulled out the long, slender blue handle and let the soft bristles run through my fingers. The thought alone of finally being relieved of this horrendous pain made me shiver. In one swift swoop the hair brush was flying across my arm. The actual bump that was now about an inch wide burst immediately and oozing pus poored out of the opening with a sigh.
Sitting at the next stoplight didn't faze me. I had a mission: to destroy any and all insect life form that had graced the presence of my skin. With each swipe of the hair brush, the blood raging through my forearm got hotter. I flashed back, the motion reminded me of sanding my car for a paint job. Or a drummer's hands during a massive solo. Blindingly fast.
After what seemed like an eternity but was only a few moments, I stopped. It wasnt anything I had planned, it just happened. My arm seemed like it had a mind of its own. The original bump was now gone but my skin from elbow to wrist was bright red. The feeling was close to that of a seriously intense orgasm.
Oh my god, yes. That was great. Ha! And I used her brush!
Oh, shit!! Im ten minutes late now.
I could just hear her in my head:
I had to wait at the damn restaurant for 25 minutes for your sorry ass! I hate that place but I stay after hours cuz my dumb-ass boyfriend couldn't show up on time if his life depended on it!
Bitch. Little did she know that today I had an experience that was altogether horrifying and completely satisfying. And with her hairbrush!!
So later that night I crawl into bed, exhausted and still somehow 'coming down' from my scratching high. I scoot closer to her, as she's snoring and I plant my face in her long, beautiful red hair. I close my eyes and let out the last of the day's heavy breaths.
The room is silent except for a low, humming noise. I listen closer. I sit up and look around the dark room to no avail. Laying back down seems to make the sound louder. She turns in bed, steals the blankets and scratches the back of her head.
Then it hits me.
It couldn't happen.
I reach one hand over and pull back a few strands of her hair. The sight was something straight of a B-rated sci-fi movie.
Hundreds of thousands of small, white and brown pea-sized capsules are attached to the skin of her head. I get closer. The sound is coming from these, these......eggs? I reach one trembling finger towards the disgusting growth in front of me. I make contact, but didn't want to.
Within seconds the room is swarmed with millions of mosquito larvae. I can't move, I am paralyzed with fear and from the hundreds of blood sucking insects I have already ingested.
She rolls over and farts as I am suffocated.
User Reviews
Submitted by Rainer (user info) at 2004-06-02 14:18:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Uhhh...
Submitted by Lucky (user info) at 2004-06-02 14:04:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This gave me a SERIOUS case of the heebi-jeebi's.
Submitted by tsu (user info) at 2004-06-02 14:01:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm completely disgusted and my skin is crawling. Great read.
Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2004-06-02 13:46:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
I am completely disgusted!!
Good job.
Submitted by iamhewhoisnot (user info) at 2004-06-02 13:46:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
this did not deserve a -2
Submitted by Falconer (user info) at 2004-06-02 13:42:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
what the hell? I thought this was awesome.
Submitted by kai070169 (user info) at 2004-06-02 13:21:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
I will only give you a -2 because you are new. Don't feel bad, if you were a regular, I'd have you killed.
Submitted by shark25 (user info) at 2004-06-02 13:17:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
meh