Fast Food

KC's POV

The sound of his heart beat is the last thing i remember hearing. it was so warm and the smell of him just seemed to calm me, as weird as that is. Opening my eyes to the dream world i expected everything to be the same. i was wrong. The grass is such a darker green and so soft and thick you could almost confuse it for carpet. the sky is so black and the stars are easily doubled in number, i can see the white and blues dance behind the moon, which itself is massive and seems so much higher. the light of the moon making all of the white flowers appear like mist around my feet. even the white flowers are new now that i mention it. the ocean sounds like small laps from a dog now, rather than the awesome thundering it usually is. looking around i notice the once terrifying castle on the hill is now alight and seems almost warm and inviting. i take in my deep breath and am met with an actual smell, not the dream smell but a real smell. its almost like dewy grass and some soft flower, not strong and perfumery like an old ladies perfume, but calming and gentle. it gives my heart a sudden happiness, the " i never wanna leave" kind of happiness. Looking around i notice i also dont see the monster man anywhere. i cant even feel him. A loud wave catches my attention and looking up at the towering castle, i determine he must be there. letting my hands brush against the tall grass as i walk into the woods, unafraid and confident in my decision for once, i take one step after another starting a journey i didnt think would be just that. A journey.

Aridius POV

There she is sitting there, Heart slowly beating, Stumbling along, and completely unaware of awaits her drunken dreams. I wait. sooner or later shes going to pass out either here on the streets or at home. either way i dont care as long as i can eat what conscious sanity she has. This woman, a complete stranger, i watch from the shadows. Her small red dress, annoyingly glittery and appears a size or two to small. Red hair, more orange then not and completely dyed, a tangled mess. No shoes. No coat. Shes so drunk she either forgot them or lost them, but again, i dont care. Suddenly she falls into an alley, tripped over her own feet, and lands in a soft disgusting garbage bag full of who knows what. Stepping from the shadows i look down at the woman passed out at my feet. i nudge her with my foot. Nothing. Leaning down to her slumped body, i pick her up and am met with the disgusting smell of rotten meat and alcohol. with her over my shoulder i take her deeper into the shadows and to her nightmares. It always starts the same. Darkness. Digging into her mind i find her deepest secrets, her wants and needs. The dumb broad has a craving for bdsm. She wants to be treated like trash, by a tall blonde man with green eyes, he seems moderately built. Her taste is as plain as any other womans. Typical, tall, blonde, handsome i can do that. shifting is a breeze for me especially in dreams. my hair falls out and i feel my scalp tingle with the new blonde growth. My eye burns a little from the color change. The worse part is last to come, sucking in a lung full of air, the first snap happensa and every other bone follows. Shaping and changing to the tall stature of the man im becoming. The skin tareing and shedding like a snakes and new tan hide replaces it. letting out the breath i open my eyes and start to form her dream. it takes a wave of my mind to turn the darkness into a dungeon. A wheel with straps, a bed with just metal frame, a wooden table, and ropes hanging from the center of the room. walking to the table i again wave my hand and its covered with gags, clamps, and whips. All of the "fun" things you need for sexual torture. The dream begins. Now cleaned up and wearing just a brack lace bra and underwear she walks in the room and sees my naked form standing there. "Ive been waiting for you, Jessica." god her name is even typical. Her face goes red at the sound of my now twang voice. the internal sigh i swallow is a hard one to choke down. Seriously a bdsm loving honkey? god give me the strength. Walking up to the mostly naked woman, i circle her. i watch as she trembles with anticipation or nervousness. standing behind her i glide my finger up her spine gently, she freezes. coming to her bra strap i grab it and pull hard, releasing it with a harsh snap. surprisingly enough she only hisses in pain. i grab and undo the clasp with a snap of my finger and that gets more of a gasp from her then the pain of the new welt on her shoulder. as she goes to cover her now exposed skin, i grab her arms and quickly hold them fast behind her back. "I didnt tell you to move." a low growl escapes my throat and that makes her shiver. leading her to the table i bend her over it and she complies. "what are you gonna do to me?" just the way she asked irritated me. all she is is a meal for me. "Eat you." a soft moan escapes her mouth as i lick the welt and rub against her underwear. reaching up i undo the straps and roughly tie her down. i can smell the sweet wetness coming from her. sickeningly sweet. almost like walking into a perfume store and being overwhelmed by too many fruity scents. my nose wrinkles. the dream is now over for her and her nightmare begins. the ripping of my skin and cracking of my bones behind her makes her panic. a pulsating of red hazes the dream. Her anxiety. i let my hair brush against her, the now long silver locks, shes never known. "WHATS HAPPENING?! WHATS GOING ON?!" still behind her i watch now as she struggles to get out. " i told you. im going to eat you." walking around to the front of her, i gaze in amusement as her eyes grow wide and crazy in fear. the black scars cover my face and make there way down my torso. and her eyes catch and hold on the two sharp, black horns that crown my head. "WAKE UP!WAKE UP JESS!" the pulsing now turning black in fear, and the smell is mouth watering. "you know it wont be painful and you'll live." i rest my head in my hand as i lean against the table just close enough for her to feel my breath but far enough im not touching her. she squeezes her eyes shut and keeps telling herself its just a dream. i really had planned on prolonging this but her whining is actually annoying me more then anything. sighing i fade into the shadows and appear behind her. she doesnt know that though. "WHERE ARE YOU?! LET ME GO!!MONSTER!!" ah yes. that word. "i am a monster arent i?" and that sends her nerves into a frenzy. the dream shaking and blackness swallowing the surroundings. she stops moving. the paralysis kicks in and i take the opportunity to eat her alive. i quickly thrust my hand in through her back, ripping through muscle and her ribs, and pull out the beating organ. i watch as it beats rapidly in my hand and let it slow. you never let it stop or the victim will die, of course. widening my mouth, much like a snake, unhinging my jaw i take half of the organ. Quickly slamming the rest back into her paralyzed body. With a hard gasp the nightmare crumbles and with that i exit the shadows and back to the alley. Her body jolting awake, frazzled hair, crazy eyes and still no coat or shoes. But very sober. she looks around for me. not sure if im real, and quickly sprints home im assuming. i watch as she disappears into the darkness, and much like her i too disappear into the dark, full and content with my mediocre meal.