Pineal Discharge

Short stories. Unrelated scenes of violence and bizarre vignettes.
Some(most) of these stories contain graphic violence,sexual content and drug use. Also , lots of fucking language and shit. So yeah , viewer discretion is advised? Not for children. Unless you're one of THOSE children.
Yeah , you know who you are.


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14. Black Friday/Memphis Diner/The Cat

A black goop oozed from the sides of the dishwasher. An unholy smell filled the room. "This is the waste of the world" , she said. For a second I didn't believe her , but the crushing weight of reality began to squash me. I could finally see the ugly truth that is the world's Anus. The disgusting smell of everyone's shit and waste was lingering in the air. Our dishwasher was the cesspool of mankind.

Seven hours of hell in a Memphis Diner today. The cup of coffee tastes like a day old glass of piss. The change in my pocket anxiously waits to be placed in the register. But the waitress begins to speak. Her voice grated the air around her mouth as it spilled from the bowels of its larynx. "You're an asshole sucker you shit!! You sit in your daylight dungeon of waste. The stagnate water of your physical being pours into your bowels as it feeds the ever growing constipation." I feasted my eyes on the once beautiful waitress. Her appearance changes by the second. 

"LARGE SILICONE TEETH TO MATCH YOUR WIFE'S LARGE SILICONE BREASTS" , she roared in an incompetent manner. She grabbed my throat and sunk her teeth into my shoulder. "LARGE SILICONE TEETH TO MATCH LARGE SILICONE TEATS". YOU FUCK! YOU FAT FUCK! STROKE YOUR EGO LIKE IT'S MY THROBBING MEMBER"!

 

The Cat stood before me like an irritated giant. The needle dripped intoxicating liquid onto the ground where it was lapped up by various beetles and roaches that scurried around my aching legs. "Now" , said The Cat , "You'll feel a bit of a sting at first , but that should fade quickly". As the needle approached my throbbing vein , I felt the venomous breath of the feline wash over my battle torn face. The Cat was right about the pain in my arm fading , but a new more sinister pain began growing in my head. A dry , dehydrated pain , as if someone had siphoned out all my bodily fluids. "Oops , I seem to have given you too much" , The Cat cooed sadistically."Now you'll begin to dry up and shrivel until you're nothing more than a parched , cracked husk of the man you used to be".

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