What I Was Made For Chapter 7
#7 of What I Was Made For
A man enters Silent Hill, but what happens when a man becomes more monstrous than the monsters? This is the story of a man's slow decent into madness, but with a twist. Not only will he fight to survive, but he will learn to enjoy his new hell. Contains strong violence and sexual scenes.
Through the darkness, he pushed on. He moved from room to room, and every living thing he saw, he killed. His fists, his body, his face, everything became saturated in the blood of these demons. He did not use the handgun, he was saving the bullets. He didn't even use the spear he made, he used his hands. He walked into one room, the nurse had his back towards him. A faint light shined in from a nearby dirty window, illuminating the room just enough to reveal some nearby desks and counters, bolted firmly to the floor. He didn't even think, he just reacted. With a scream, he tackled the nurse right into some nearby counters, causing her to drop the scalpel she held. Her bosom hit the counter before she dropped to her knees. Lukas immediately followed up by grabbing her bandaged wrapped smooth head, and bashed it against the fixed surface. It opened up a wound on its forehead which bled profusely. He rammed his knee into the side of its head with a big loud grunt, knocking the creature out. It lay on its back, on the ground, but its chest still raised slightly, and fell. It was still alive.
"Not so tough alone..." he whispered, before dropping to his knees, sitting on its stomach. Clearly their strength was in numbers. He picked up the nearby scalpel it dropped. It was still quite sharp. He brought it to the nurse's neck, about to slit its throat. He stopped himself however when he got other ideas, ideas that made even him pause for a moment. He looked over the strange female demon, and slapped her face. There was no reaction. He just sat there for a moment, looking down to the nurse. He then decided to cut away some of the bandages on its face, he wanted to get a good look at what he had been fighting against. The bandages seemed to have been hiding minor scars on its otherwise smooth face. He reached out, touching its skin. It felt warm, soft, but it didn't feel like any normal person's skin. He pushed against her flesh, feeling the bone structure underneath. Seeing as he had a living specimen, he felt like he should take this time to learn absolutely everything about these creatures. He moved on from it's face, and looked down to its body.
"Monsters don't need clothes anyway..." he thought to himself as he cut away and took off the clothing from her upper half, leaving her there with her breasts exposed. It definitely looked human enough there. He began to feel her flesh once again, feeling around her stomach first. It was quite flat, normal, so he moved his hands up a little. He could feel her ribs, still intact. He then moved further up, to her breasts. He didn't even attempted to find some kind of weakness there, he just pinched one dark nipple, pulling on it, but not even that woke up the nurse. He was quite disappointed it couldn't feel the pain he was putting it through. Next time he would do that on one that is still awake. He then moved on to the part that interested him the most. He cut and gore away any clothing from her lower half, revealing both of its holes. He guessed even demons needed to piss and shit. It made him wonder how these things eat seeing as they have no visible mouths. He thought they did have mouths, but he didn't know how to open them, yet. They had to have mouths, he has heard them scream before. As he looked down in between it's legs, he couldn't shake certain thoughts from his head. He had been so caught up in inflicting pain on these things, he did not think about their potential other uses, until now.
"Just a monster..." he muttered as he reached down, touching its slit for a moment, but he quickly pulled his hand away when he thought he heard something. He looked back towards the door he came in by, and went completely silent, listening out for anything. He paused for a good ten seconds, before turning his attention back to the nurse for a moment, he was conflicted. Then, he reminded himself of how they tried to kill him, how their friend hung him by his wrists, and tongue fucked his wound. His anger soon turned to lust as he pulled down his pants, freeing his stiff dick. He did not plunge himself into her just yet though, he first pushed his fingers into her. He was surprised at how tight and wet it felt, almost as if it was aroused. He looked down to the nurse's face for a moment, unable to tell if it was awake or not, but he didn't care. He pulled his fingers out of its wet cunt, and licked at them, tasting the nurse's vaginal juices. It tasted better than he thought it would. He couldn't wait any longer. He lined his cock up with it's hot opening, and pushed himself deep inside the nurse.
"Mmm! Looks like you're good for something!" He pulled back, only to slam himself right into her. He felt so disgusted with himself for doing this with such a creature, but he couldn't stop himself. Something came over him, a powerful need to spill his seed. He knew it must be waking up, because he could hear it making grunting, and guttural growling sounds underneath him. He did not stop, not even when he saw its hands moving. He tossed the scalpel aside, he wouldn't be needing that anymore. He slammed into the nurse so roughly, trying to bring it discomfort whilst satisfying himself. He expected the nurse to fight, scratch, hit him, but what happened completely surprised him. It raised its hands, one gripping onto his shoulder while the other one ran through his hair.
"Y-you fucking enjoying this?! Fucking demons are as fucked up as I am..." The nurse did not speak, he doubted it could anyway. But then, it opened its near invisible mouth, and a long black tongue slid out. It quickly touched his face, for a moment, then his lips. He did not open his mouth, not knowing if it was trying to choke him, or kill him some other way. Its saliva covered his lips, trying to push past them. It was clearly very eager to get into his mouth. Then, curiosity got to him, and he let her tongue slip in. Warm, wet, it searched his mouth so easily, finding his tongue to play with. Lukas couldn't believe he was doing this, fucking a demon, willingly letting it tongue fuck his mouth as he abused its nethers. He wondered if all nurses did this, or just this one. Either way, he wasn't stopping until he was satisfied.
The nurse grunted, it's noises it made becoming progressively more womanly. It wrapped its legs around his hips, letting the human to give into his deviant desires. It could feel him, moving around deep inside her. For some reason, it did not fight. It pulled its tongue out of his mouth, and began licking away the specks of blood away from his face, cleaning him as Lukas used her as a cock sleeve.
Lukas didn't care what was right, and what was wrong anymore. All of it just went right out of the window the moment he decided to plunge himself into this demon. He didn't care why this demon was accepting him, all he cared about was his own needs. He believed he was in hell anyway, so he was going to enjoy himself no matter what. He could hear his manhood sliding in and out of her with such a dirty wet noise. He used his own tongue to lick away the blood from the nurse's smooth face. The coppery taste filled his mouth as his mind stayed fixated on one single thing, fucking her demon cunt. His hands went straight to her breasts, groping them, feeling her hard nipples pressing against the palms of his hands.
The nurse tugged at his hair, bringing his lips right down onto its mouth. For a moment, he he thought it was going to bite, but it didn't. It pushed its warm muscle down his throat whilst its inner walls squeezed tightly at his shaft. The thought of the strange creature's tongue invading his mouth disgusted him, yet he found himself enjoying it far more than he should. It was hard to breathe, especially after the blow he received from that other demon that had tortured him. He found himself running out of air as his cock throbbed inside the nurse. The lack of air, the danger, it only turned him on even further. He held his breath whilst he fucked the nurse as roughly as he could, feeling her breasts jiggle in his hands with every thrust. His lungs screamed out for air, begging him to pull back from the nurse, but he did not. He just kept going, hearing their flesh slapping over and over again. It was accompanied by a squelching sound, the sound of his dick entering and withdrawing from her. The nurse's tongue stayed in his mouth, wiggling around as he found himself quickly reaching his limit. He was right on the brink of both his orgasm, and passing out from lack of oxygen. He could feel it, he was almost there. Almost as soon as he started cumming, he pulled out of the lust fuelled kiss with the nurse.
"AHHH!" He gasped for air, but it seemed to leave as quickly as it entered due to his grunts and screams caused by his immense thirst for sexual gratification finally being quenched. It wasn't just him making lots of noise either, the nurse below him let out a big wail as he filled her with his hot cum. The way her demonic womanhood milked his shaft felt ensured that every drop made it inside her. His face appeared to be a little flushed. He looked down to the nurse's face, and for a moment, he just laughed. He guessed that he really did belong here. He pulled out of the nurse, his cock springing out of her. He took a moment to admire his work, seeing some of his cum drizzling from her slit.
Without another word, he got up, pulling up his pants as it quickly dawned on him what he had just done. He risked his life, almost choked himself out just to fuck this demon. He felt more than a little disgusted with himself, but at the same time, he couldn't deny that he enjoyed it. He didn't know why the nurse let him do this, but he wasn't about to hang around. He turned around, and left the room, leaving the nurse on the floor. He figured that one wasn't going to be a danger to him anytime soon. He didn't want to stay in there with her for too long anyway, he was already feeling sick at the thought of her tongue being driven into his mouth. He pushed on through the dark halls, but he stopped just a few meters away. He rested his back against a nearby wall as he smacked his shown forehead.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?!" he yelled at himself. He was pissed off at himself. He could've died back there due to his own stupidity and lust, but he didn't. He was still disgusted with himself for doing what he did, but he couldn't deny that he would do it all over again. Out out the blue, he heard a noise. He reacted quickly, and took out his flashlight. His jaw almost hit the ground when he saw at least ten nurses blocking his way, all holding pipes, planks, and other club-like weapons. He quickly turned around to escape, running quickly down the other end of the hallway, but he quickly stopped when he saw another group of ten, all standing at the other end.
"Come on... Fucking try to kill me..." he muttered under his breath as his heart pounded away. In the back of his mind, he wondered if the nurse was just distracting him so they could lay this trap. It didn't matter either way, he was determined that he wasn't going to die here. He would kill every last one of them in his way. Both groups of ten began to creep up on him, moving in on him. He took out his handgun, and aimed it down one end of the hallway. Every bullet he fired, he made it count. Blood gushed from their smooth heads as the bullets made contact. Seven of them dropped to the ground, dead or dying before he then had to switch to his spear.
"Come on! Tear me apart!" He yelled before rushing towards three of the still standing nurses. He thrust his spear right into one's stomach, feeling the blade lodging itself deep inside her flesh. It howled in pain as he twisted the spear, causing a crimson river to come pouring from her wound, and down her dress. In agony, the demonic nurse dropped to the ground. He pulled the spear out of her gut, and made a slash for another nurse's face, cutting the smooth skin right open. The third nurse swung her pipe almost as soon as he was in range. The blow connected with his shoulder, sending him stumbling to one side, screaming in pain. The pain he felt quickly turned to anger, and then it turned to utter bloodlust. With one hand, he buried the spear blade right into the nurse's throat, but this put him in range of the nurse with the bleeding face. When he saw her raising that plank above her head, he immediately let go of his spear, and jumped back. He avoided the piece of wood from landing directly onto his head. Just as he tried to strike back at the nurse with the bleeding face, the nurse with the bleeding stomach grabbed a hold of his ankle.
"GAH! Fucking piece of shit, mother fucker!" With his other foot, he stomped onto the nurse's head until her grip on his ankle loosened. When it did, he was smacked right on his left ear by a plank, wielded by the nurse with the bleeding face. It sent him stumbling to his side, causing him to trip over all the other bodies. Their dead flesh broke his fall, and very quickly, he began looking for one of their weapons as he got back up to his feet. He grabbed something metallic, and immediately swung for the nurse's face. The pipe struck right where it's jaw would be, knocking her onto her back. He jumped over a couple of bodies to immediately take advantage of this. He raised his foot, and brought it right down onto her chest. He raised the pipe above his head, and swung it right into her bleeding face with all the force he had. He screamed with every swing that caved her skull in, before then looking down the hall, seeing the others quickly approaching. He couldn't fight them all, he would be surrounded. His left ear was bleeding, and his shoulder was aching like hell. With all these wounds mounting up, he knew he wouldn't last long against them. He recovered his weapons, pulling his spear out of the nurse's neck before fleeing.
Lukas ran all around the maze of hallways and rooms, shining his flashlight all around. He noticed something, he recognized these particular halls. He walked around a corner, only to see what he had been looking for. He had found the entrance. Without hesitation, he forced the door open, only to see that the streets were bathed in darkness. It was night. He needed to find some place safe, but nearby the hospital. He would be making a return trip here seeing as it seemed to be the lair of the demon that tortured him.
Thirty minutes later, Lukas broke into a home, and barricaded the doors. Silently, he checked both floors of the home, making sure he was alone. Once he was sure, he made his way for the nearest bedroom. He took off absolutely everything he had on him, and lay naked on the bed with a grunt. Every inch of his body was aching, covered in bruises and blood. This was the first real chance he had to take a break from this madness. This was just his first day here, and already, he had been cut open, beaten and tortured both mentally and physically. He acted like a monster himself, and enjoyed it. He had killed, and enjoyed it. This place was revealing things that he never even knew about himself, until now. He wasn't sure what he enjoyed more, killing the nurses that tried to kill him, or filling that one nurse. He didn't know what this place was, his own personal hell, or his heaven. The pain he received was immense, but the pleasure he got from revenge was tremendous. He closed his eyes, and pulled the covers over himself. He knew that this place was most likely not safe too, but he needed sleep. He needed to let his mind and body recover.
Author's note: Happy Halloween everyone! This chapter took slightly longer for me to write mostly because I was wondering if I should actually write the scene between Lukas and the nurse. In the end I decided to seeing there are story reasons for it being there. :3 Anyway, hope you all liked this chapter! The next chapter will be out sooner rather than later.