The Death of a Worker
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The following story is about the torture and murder of a young woman by her stalker. I do not partake or endorse these actions. If you have any problems with the fore-mentioned actions please do not read any farther.
Thank you, Jaded Mouse
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The Death of Worker 062-672-838-F
In the dark hours of the night, a muffled animalistic squeal rang out, echoing unnoticed down the empty corridor of the workers living apartment's floor. A few minutes pass and a door hisses open letting a shadow-clad male creep out into the dimly lit hallway and slip along the corridor past the other doors lining it before vanishing into the night.
Hour's later worker 062-672-838-F would return to her apartment, exhausted from the long day of hard labor. Someone had purposely ruptured a bacterial feed line to the waste treatment facility early in her shift and it had taken the crew nearly the entire night to repair the damage and clean up the spill. The soft grey mouse shrugged out of her tool harness and whistled to get the attention of her "pet".
At first her "little chirpy" didn't come out of wherever "he" had holed up in, but once she got into the shower stall and rubbed the ash like substance that was its food into her fur and skin he came into view. Worker 062-672-838-F, or Betrys to her friends, cooed to the amorphous blob like creature and when it got close enough she caught hold of her pet and tickled/petted its rubbery emerald green skin until it chirped happily.
Betrys never liked how the sonic showers made her skin feel while she was growing up and after her training was completed, she found that she would have to take several "showers" after a job in order to get all the sludge from her fur so the first thing she saved up for was a VAP cleaner. She didn't know the science of how they where created, just that they where some type of animal, plant and amoeboid chimera that would clean anything that had a specialized enzyme coating it.
Betrys sat down in the shower placing Chirpy on her stomach before leaning back against the stall's backrest so she could enjoy the creature's attentions comfortable. Slowly the creature began to extend out several feeding tendrils along her stomach and midriff and Betrys closed her eyes, enjoying the messaging feeling the probing multi-mouthed tentacles left on her skin.
The mouse chirred and shifted slightly in the shower so she could spread her legs and expose her swelling labia to the cool machined air of her apartment. The young mouse brought her hand to her muzzle and ran her fingertips over her lips before shoving them into her mouth, imagining her probing finger were a lover's erect member. After a few faux thrust the mouse let the moist digits slid down her chin and to her crotch, mindful of the cleaner working on her stomach. She ran her questing fingers along her vulva's vestibule in several circular rotations before retreating to her clit and grinding her fingers almost painfully against the sensitive nub.
Betrys' world of self-pleasure collapsed with a sharp pinch to her forearm and she quickly flung it away from body in shock. What happened? She looked down along her naked body seeking whatever had bit her arm but could find nothing but the cleaner moving slowly down her body, uninterrupted by her quick movements. She slid her back up against the shower wall once again and began to examine the injured arm.
There was a small bleeding wound near her elbow and she could feel her fingers starting to grow numb. Did he just sting me? Betrys reached down to pet the creature with her none numbed hand "Hey there little guy, did Momma hurt you by accident?" , but yelped in pain as the creature stung her other hand and stomach.
The mouse was suddenly afraid and she began to try to pull the cleaner off of her in panic, being repeatedly stung for her efforts. Desperate tears began to fall down her muzzle as her numbed limbs grew still and her still form slumped against the stalls side, her rampaging mind now trapped in her dead body. What's going on? What did I do? Why did he attack me? Her tears began to collect on the tiled floor of the bathroom as she felt the cleaner move along her hip and back, eagerly cleaning her of the ash like enzyme she had coated herself with earlier.
Betrys heard her apartment's door open and close and a wave of hope rushed through the paralyzed mouse's body. Did someone hear me scream and call security? Her hope was replaced by shear terror however when the human strolled into her bathroom as if he owned the place. Ever since she had rejected her master's advances, he had obsessed over her and even started stalking her. "Hello Grey" His face might of been outside of her field of view but by his tone alone she knew that his face was twisted up in that creepy half grin of his as he called her by his nickname for her.
Wade tsked from somewhere above her. "You should now better then use a cleaner when it's in its reproductive phase Grey. Here let me help you up. You'll want to watch this after all. I mean how many times do you get to watch your own murder?" Wade chuckled sickly as he repositioned her into a sitting position within the shower. Unable to move she watched the human spread her legs and begin to rub his hand against her labia "Told you that you'd spread your legs for me eventually didn't I you little cock tease." , his thick rubber gloves making obscene squelching noises as he repeatedly entered her still moist entrance. "You're eager for this aren't you, or where you getting off from this thing?
Wade stopped grinning when she didn't respond and he reached to her hip and pulled the cleaner free of her body. Chirpy squealed and wrapped his tendrils around the human's arms trying to sting him in self-defense, but the cleaner couldn't penetrate the thick rubber of the human's gloves. "Do you know how we breed these little guys Grey? No, well let me tell you then. First, we inject them with certain chemicals; I'm not going into details as to which ones since as an animal you'll not understand anyway. These chemicals make the creatures to start producing eggs and after several hours, we place them in the cavity of an animal corpse where they ah...divide around the eggs and "impregnate" the corpse. Several hours pass and the eggs hatch, releasing the larvae which start to eat their way out of the host."
Wade replaced the cleaner on the mouse's stomach and pulled a syringe from his pocket. "Now I injected your cleaner here with the chemicals to start its egg production several hours ago when you where at work cleaning up the mess from the pipes I ruptured, and the fact that it has paralyzed you means its ready to find a body cavity and finish its reproductive cycle." The human pulls a vial out of another pocket and shacks the gel within before showing the mouse its contents. "This is what we use to train your little blob here; it's like crack or something to them. When they do a good job or don't fuck something up in their training, we give them a drop. Today however I'm going to be using it to lead this little fucker to your pussy, you fucking bitch!" Betrys tried to scream, to resist as her killer rubbed the chemical along her vulva and into her vaginal opening but the cleaner's toxins still immobilized her.
The cleaner chirped excitedly and began to ooze its way to the mouse's genitals. She could feel it touching her petals lightly, its many mouths caressing and sucking on them erotically as it consumed the stimulant. All too soon, it began to nuzzle her vagina and begin to press itself inward. Betrys wanted to beg Wade to stop this...this violation, that she would do anything he wanted to her to do as long as he didn't kill her but she could couldn't. All she could do is cry and feel the hot tears run down her checks as the cleaner's strong undulations carried the watermelon-sized amoeba further into her, stretching her vaginal walls painfully open.
A cramping pain signaled that the cleaner had hit her cervix and had begun to invade her inner most recesses. Inch by inch the creature feed itself into her womb, its undulating body massaging her passage, pressing against her g-spot, and if she weren't so frightened, the mouse would have been in orgasmic pleasure. Even as afraid as she was Betrys couldn't stop her body from responding to the cleaner's continued forced entry, she could feel her labia swell with blood again and hear the squelching sound of the amoeba as it used her vaginal lubricants to drill deeper inside of her.
Pain bloomed in Betrys' groin, radiated upward and outward along her uterus' ligaments as the creature slowly worked its way into her womb, stretching it beyond its normal state. At first, it was only a slight pooch formed but soon her abdomen looked as if she was at the end of the first trimester of a pregnancy. Her former pet continued to fill her, to stretch her, to use her for its own ends and as the mouse's stomach began to push outward she began to hear a chafing noise from nearby, the bastard who had sentenced her to death was beginning to jerk off.
Wade continued to masturbate as the last of the cleaner disappeared into Betrys vagina, her womb and stomach painfully stretched outward as if she was expecting to deliver any day. She could see the muscles of her stretched stomach ripple and play randomly as they spasmed and contracted as if trying to expel the creature. With a guttural grunt, Wade announced his ejaculation; seconds later, he came into her view once more and wiped his emissions on her muzzle. "Here you go babe, thank for getting me off."
The human sat on the side of the stall and placed a hand on her "pregnant" stomach. "Coulda been my kits in there, but no you had to be a little bitch and go off to rut with that bastard 689-607-283-M during your last heat." His hand played along her stomach and teats. "All that fucking dog did was to ease your heat, I coulda gave you a family Grey. Doesn't matter anymore though does it, you're going to be dead in a few more hours."
Wade got up and left her range of vision, but must have turned back around to continue to torment her because his hand occasionally shot through her field of vision as he continued to speak to her. " Oh by the way besides the larvae eating their way out of the host there is another reason why we don't use living creatures to reproduce the cleaners. Once impregnation has occurred the eggs strip the body of what they need to develop. Think of it as a normal pregnancy only in about four hour's time. We could stop the larvae from killing the host, but found that we just couldn't supply the volunteers with enough nutrients to keep them alive during the gestation."
Wade's voice began to drift away. "I wonder how long it will take you to die from the thirst and starvation love; either way you die I'll be back in the morning to collect the larvae so I can sell them on the black market. Goodbye Grey." As a burning sensation erupted in her womb, Betrys heard her apartment door click closed after Wade's departure.
The thirst started first, but the hunger quickly joined in. Betrys could do nothing but watched as her body fat began to melt away. Wracking pain washed over the mouse as her body continued to wither and erode away and when the consumption hit her muscles, she lost control of her bowels and bladder. Her fur began to slough off as her bones began to show through her once soft pelt. Thankfully for her, Betrys thickening blood to sent out clots and she died of a massive brain aneurism well before she would have died of thirst, let alone starvation.
Epilogue
Nearly a week later Wade was arrested for the murder of Betrys, condemned by the semen he left on her muzzle, but because she was of a slave race and not considered human, he was only charged with several minor felonies. He was sentence to several months in prison and had to pay several thousand dollars in fines, which he paid off easily due to sale of his illegal cleaner larvae, but otherwise was slapped on the wrist by the judicial system.
Epilogue II
Several members of Betrys work crew sat in the cramped apartment drinking while the reporter read the news on small TV. "We still have no news on the disappearance of Wade Burnahm, the man who was sentence for the stalking and brutal killing of Worker 062-672-838-F nearly a year ago. At this time all that the police are telling us is that they received a phone call from Mr. Burnahm frantically asking for help and saying that someone was trying to break into his uptown residence. before being cut off."
As the news station began to replay the recording of the phone call a ferret got to his feet and made his way to the bathroom. Shortly after the sounds of his urination and the washing of his hands died off he called out to his buddies. "Well, Looks like this piece of shit is done in," The ferret came back into the room, sat down and reclaimed his beer. "all that's left to do now is to harvest the larvae when they hatch."
A mixed breed dog raised his bottle up in a salute. "To Betrys, may she find the happiness and freedom she always dreamed of."
The other animals in the room lifted their bottles in salute to their fallen as well.