The Beast...

The beast stared him in the eye, the hollow of it’s socket seemed to look deep into his soul, like it knew every dirty little secret that he had kept throughout the years, nothing was sacred to the beast, it lived on his fantasy’s but the time to put it down has come.

He wrapped his fist around the base of the beasts head, just where its head connected with its snake like body, it seemed to groan, not realizing that this time was going to be different, it pulsated just like it always does, expanding in size at the merest hint of danger, an ingenious defense mechanism if that was what it truly was. He squeezed the beast, trying to rob it of it’s most precious substance but it seemed to backfire, instead of dying like it should have, the beast rose from it’s slumber, expanding to a size that was as inhuman as it was unholy, It’s hairy base latched on to his legs, it was part of him, he couldn’t escape it anymore…It’s hunger was his own, he felt it’s pain, he realized that it didn’t want to hurt him, but it couldn’t survive without doing so, he slid his hand down it’s base, instead of pain, the motion filled him with pleasure, he couldn’t understand what was happening with the beast, this was something new, something unexpected…

After what seemed like hours, the beast seemed no more done with him then he was done with it, but it couldn’t go on like this forever, it just couldn’t…With the last of his will he pulled out the needle thin knife he always kept with him, and stabbed the beast straight in the eye, It yelled out in pain, and it’s eye exploded, jettisoning a creamy white substance across its lair, the pain was excruciating but there was something else hidden within that emotion…It seemed like waves of pleasure were emanating from the creatures body…Filling the man with thoughts he couldn’t control…His thoughts seemed to no longer belong to him, the beast an evil parasite with the power to control his emotions and thoughts at any moment…He would have to learn to control it if he was to survive…