The Wrong Book part 3 gift for night_spore426
#19 of gift work
The Wrong Book
Part 3
By Dustin Feyder
A gift for a lover of art.
** ** I slam down the phone. I'm not going to drag anyone else into this twisted dream. The evil book shouts at me. "Are you actually thinking about fighting me little dog? Do you somehow think getting you off is the limit of what I can do? I have been playing nice so far, but if you are going to act like a fool you just wait and see what comes up next."
The book has never been so loud and clear with me, this is no whisper, no passing sensation, this is clear as day, the book shouting. I feel like a lunatic as I stand over the book and point at it "I want you to put my girlfriend, her coworker and dog back where you found them, do you got that!"
The book goes silent for a few short moments then starts bellowing back "Hell No little dog! There asses now belong to me! And so, does yours you dammed fool! Now stop wasting time and bring me more girl."
I pick up the evil book shacking it angrily "now you listen here you..."
The book cuts me off "No! you listen dumbshit. Your friend's souls are mine. You go ahead and keep their bodies, the rest I'm keeping. Now if you want to keep up this foolishness go head and stick your head in the kitchen and see what is waiting for you."
I can't help but wonder what the book is alluring to I look into the kitchen and there I see something I could never have imaged, a fifty-foot man eating viper stretched out on my floor. I jump back in surprise, this thing I see can't be, vipers can't live in a climate this cold.
The book cackles at me darkly. I pull the kitchen door shut and rest my back on it shocked. The book is laughing "what you going to do now little dog?"
I point at the book "Ill tell you what I am going to do. I'm going to call animal control."
"Go right ahead." The book smirks "but maybe you should get the front door first." Steam starts to spray from the heater in the living-room, condensation gathers on the walls and windows transforming my front room into a jungle.
The doorbell rings. I run to the door. I open it reviling Lidia from work behind the door, she is a fifteen-year-old school girl, she joined the union under a student apprenticeship program. She is dressed in her work uniform, a boiler suit and tool belt. "You called me boss" she flicks her long yellow hair form her eyes as she greet me.
"NO!" I bark. I didn't call, I didn't call anyone. Did I?
The snake has come into the font room, it slides past me inching ever closer. The book contest "you are going to invite that girl in here or that snake is going to fuck then kill both of you."
I turn and yell "Shut up book! I know what...!"
The book cuts me off again "think hard little dog, think hard about what you are about to say."
The snake is drooling, it is arced along the lintel of the door. It is looking down at me waiting for me to close the door, as soon as I do it will drop onto me and... I don't want to think about what happens next.
Lidia is looking at me one side of her lip slightly curled in confusion as I must be visible aggravated. Schizophrenically I turn my fear and anger into a cartoonish smile "Come on in Lidia, do you like hot chocolate?"
Lidia stares for an uncomfortably long time "did you just tell a book to stop talking?"
The snake slides away hiding somewhere in the house. I fail to address the question at hand instead continuing my own thought "I love hot chocolate."
Lidia produces her phone "If there is someone in your house with you just nod your head and I will call my brother. He is a detective, he will be here in 3 minutes or less to take care of them."
"I have had a very strange day." I sidestep waving Lidia in. Lidia apprehensively steps in.
I take Lidia into the kitchen. The book seems satisfied. I open one of the cabinets to look of a block of Spanish chocolate, an octopus holds a box down to me. I take it laughing madly, Lidia seems to fail to see the monster in my pantry.
Lidia tries to make small talk as I prep the drinks "it is hot as hell in here you know that, right?" she unzips her top and pushes it down.
"I have a demon book holding me prisoner." I try to explain. As a distraction in owl headbutts the window over the sink. "I mean, there is a monster in my Livingroom." The snake peeks its head out from behind the freezer. "I mean, I turned my wife into a rat." A bear appears on the patio. "do you prefer milk or cream?"
The book is clearly letting me know that it owns me at this point. If I try to run, try to fight it will hurt me. It can call animals into being from anywhere at any time. What the hell does it need me for anyway?
The book yells at me from the next room "What are you waiting for. Wish for the girl and let me work my magic!"
Lidia jumps up suddenly aware of the animals gathering around and the demon book in the next room. Lidia pulls out her phone, her phone gets pulled from her grip by an unseen hand. The doors in the room start to open and shut sporadically, lights flicker, the room starts to fill with bats the book drops form the ceiling onto the table.
Lidia looks at me terror gathering in her eyes. Invisible hands grab Lidia and hoist her into the air stretching her limbs. The book mandates "tell me what you want little dog."
"this is maddness! What do you want!" I command.
"I want you to make a wish before I make one for you." The book has grown eyes and a mouth, it is no longer even trying to hide what it is from me.
"Do you know how old she is? She is only a child!"
"and why should you care about that? The is subjective at best. What is objective on the other hand is that she has compatible parts we can use."
I have no chose in this, I have to do what the book wants. I try to think, try to remember what I had done the last two times. I place a hand on the book pull open the pages. The book cackles "you know just how to touch a book don't you?"
There is a flash of light and a thunders crash. When open my eyes, Lidia has become a part of the snake. Her head, shoulders, and torso all remain her-own, everything form hip level down has become the snake with a brief few inches of stomach that are flesh toned scales.
I whisper to myself upset "I'm going to burn for this."
"burn?" the book seems to ask "how unimaginative."
Lidia's eye glow golden, she smiles predatorily. One of her hands grips the table between us, she flips the table smashing it to peace's against the wall alongside us. She lowers her torso and wiggles her tail hypnotically.
I throw my hands in the air and run away, arms flailing like soggy spaghetti in the wind. Lidia chases. She fallows me out of the house and in to the back yard. Outrunning a lamia is a hopeless endeavor, she leaps forty feet easily overtaking me once we are outside. A hand pinches around my trachea, in a single swift move the monster that was Lidia lifts me ten feet in the air then throws me at the ground.
Every bit of energy that I thought I had is robbed of me. The snake coils around my lower body, she lowers her head to get to eye level with me. Lidia hisses, rolling her torso across mine as she sizes me up. I can't struggle, falling ten feet onto ones' back is painful, being thrown at the ground is a lot more like a thirty-foot drop, and at that speed the differences between grass and gravel becomes travel.
The Lamia grips me by the caller and pulls off in either direction, her strength is supernatural, she shreds my shirt as if it had been made of paper. Her head snaps down to my breast as she sinks her teeth into my abdomen. Lidia jiggles side to side drunk off my blood on the other hand I cry out in mortal agony.
As the snake licks the blood from my arm and neck the scales along her pelvis part softly reveling a hole about for inches in diameter. Her tail slips into the waistband of pants, she forces my pants down.
Mightily she drops her weight atop me, my cock being slide into her generous hole, the lamia makes her body tight quickly finding the right amount of tension to start to tug me off. I get no say in what is going on. I lay stunned under Lidia, she forcible rolls on me. After serval minutes sliding around in her soggy opining, I find the power to reach around Lidia and hold her by the tail. I find myself crying in pleasure as I hold her tail, she milks me till I faint. Maybe longer.