Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Bot Fly

CONTENT WARNING: YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

     The teal carpet scraped against her exposed knees, burning ever more intensely with each passing second. She dragged the copper zipper slowly down its chain and hiked down his denim trousers. With fasciantion and finesse she slid her hand over his pelvis, rotating clockwise as she slipped the button out of place and pulled apart the cotten curtains of his boxers. Her tongue slid over her shining, red lips almost on its own as the pheremones excavated her senses. Then she saw it. Darting in and out of the flesh near his head. Sickly white and peppered with wiggling black dots. It writhed horrifically in an attempt to avoid sight. She reeled back in terror, recognizing the horrors of the bot fly.

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