The intruder
By : Patrick Augello

It 's Wednesday. The forged day of the calendar week. Also known as the day where I make the twenty dollar bill minute drive with my whole step mother, Lisa, up to Dr. Levinowitz 's berth to discuss my problems. After the incident, my injuries, along with the medical examination bills and stress, wrenched my family apart. My biological mother committed suicide after seeing her precious daughter 's mangled side. well, mangled body really. She could n't handle the worked up painful sensation, so she took it upon herself to tope half a bottle of whitener followed by a hold of vodka.

Lisa is a dandy cleaning lady, really. She means well, and she helped my sire mend his broken heart in the geezerhood following everything that happened. However, she 's not a switch. She does n't have the same soft case and my Sami shiny green oculus that my female parent had. As she helped me out of the car and into my calamitous leather wheelchair, I could n't help but take a glance at the disappointing stumps where my legs should be. What I would give to look at individual face to face again. I shrugged off the idea, as I usually do, disregarding it as a weakly phantasy ; a dreaming to never come true.

'' I 'll see you in an hour, Nicole. '' Said Lisa with a reassuring tone as she turned her back on me and Dr. Levinowitz.

'' So, nicole, lets start with these nightmare that you ca n't appear to get rid of. '' Said Dr. Levinowitz in his professional person, New York Judaic accent. He spoke with a kind of ennui, as if I was just another patient to him. Another sad 18 class old daughter. I wondered why I even still came to see him, remembering that it was because of my deathless wishing to see my father felicitous, and the only way to do that was to pretend that I was getting better ; that I was happy too.

'' They 're the same every single Night, Dr. I see that frightful man 's face in everything I do. ``

The elbow room seemed to gyrate around me as I began to come back my dreams to Dr. Levinowitz. They were always an exact recollection of the events of that ill-famed day. A motley of sounds, emotions, the unending media and press care. I seemed to go into a trance as my eyes unfocused and my subconscious mind mind spilled its long-familiar mystery to the man sitting in front man of me.

It was a normal, dismal April Mon daybreak at Clifton Heights mellow school. I was only a starter at the time, awkward, and lonesome. I sported big, bushy hair, a solid unibrow, and had a bit of a weight problem. I had one friend, named marissa, and she had been acting quite remote lately. She never really wanted to be seen with me, always fearing that she 'd be looked upon as `` uncool '' by the democratic kid for hanging out with the biggest nonstarter in school.

As I walked down the hall towards my first period Anatomy class, I saw him. Evan cranshaw, the most beautiful specimen of male one could ask for. He had big, unsubtle shoulders, complete teeth, vivid electric blue eyes, and arms the sizing of my thigh. His whisker was a bit unruly, but that just made him even more irresistible.

I followed him into family, preparing myself to succumb to the constant bore of Ms. Greene 's interpreter, knowing that within five min I will have disconnected myself completely from the course material to fantasise about the flawless man sitting two ass to the right hand of me.

As this predicted scenario blossom forth, I found myself slipping cryptic and thick into my daydreams, until it seemed that nothing could pull me out. Nothing except the sound of the speaker unit crackle on.

'' Please stand for the pledge of allegiance. '' Said the female voice tiredly. I followed lawsuit as everybody rose to their foot. `` I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United Department of State of America. '' nobody chanted the comrade pledge along with her except me. Typical. `` And to the republic, for which it- ... '' The voice broke off, and was followed by a bloodcurdling scream. `` PLEASE DO N'T. PLEASE. NO. OH MY GOD HELP ME ARGH -- ... ''

'' EVERYBODY GET INTO THE box OF THE elbow room. NOW ! ! '' Yelled Ms. Greene, her part crackling with fear. As everybody huddled into the street corner, I noticed that Ms. Henry Graham Greene forgot to lock the door. Before I could say something, the handgrip rattled, and the door swung capable to reveal a man cloaked in midnight black, with a ski mask over his face. He stood at about 6 feet magniloquent, a substantial 6 inch taller than myself. I trembled with care as he reached into his pocket and produced a hand gun from its depths.

'' Well well well. Look at we have here ! This is going to be as easy as shooting fish in a drum. '' Through the eye slits in the ski masquerade, I saw the man 's almond heart twinkle with delight.

'' That would simply be too easy ... '' He thought out flash. `` I think I 'll let some fun with you lot before finishing you all off. But first ... ''

The man walked over to a boy, Joseph, sitting in the quoin opposite me, and shot him between the heart. A ripple of infrangible terror and apprehensiveness engulfed the room. Ms. Greene let out a muffled cry.

'' That was to bear witness you all that I wo n't be bluffing today. YOU ! Up front NOW ! ''

My spunk sank as the nameless man pointed his gloved digit at me.

'' I SAID NOW ! DO N'T KEEP ME WAITING ! ''

I sauntered up to the front of the room.

'' Hey, ugly. '' Said the man with a sick eagerness. `` You 're about to obtain the most sexual pleasure that a man will ever give to you in your entire life. ``

I looked on embarrassed and ashamed, as Evan could n't take his eyes off of me. It actually kind of turned me on. At to the lowest degree he knows now that I exist.

'' Let 's first see those slender breasts of yours ! '' Shouted the man as he ripped off my evanescence tee shirt to bring out my plain white bra beneath, supporting a duad of 36 C 's.

'' What class is this anyway, physical body ? perfect. I will have you all a lesson about the man dead body that you will never forget. If I see any of you look away from my lesson, or screen your mother wit in any way, I will not hesitate to shoot you like a diseased dog. '' The man laughed with a maniacal glee.

'' offset, I will show you all just how often the body can tolerate. The human material body is a marvellous thing. It can stand firm numerous extremities when put to the trial run. We will get by demonstrating the snap and elongation of the anus ! ``

The room looked on in panic as the man shouted mastery to me. `` striptease, you dirty slutbag ! No man will ever stick his cock within a foot of you, so you might as well enjoy this while it lasts ! ``

My heart gave a picayune jump, a feeling of complete plethora commingle with excitement at the knowledge of Evan seeing my au naturel body. Bending me over Ms. Greene 's desk, the unusual man spread my face, exposing my hairy, never-shaved cocksucker and puss. He then explained,

right hand here is the sphincter, the muscle that pushes out all your shit. However, the fags these sidereal day like to fuck each other up the asshole. The anus was made for one way dealings, but like I said, the human being body can do awing matter ... ''

The man walked up to the blackboard, where he picked up the wooden yard stick. The thing had to be a hundred age old, with rust forming at the metal ends and splinters hanging off of the surface on all side of meat.

'' I will present you all just how foresighted your interior are ! ``

The man began to thrust the yard stick into my virgin asshole. The spirit was nothing new to me, as I often fondled myself to the thought of Evan Cranshaw.

One column inch went in, then two inches, then three, four, five, six, all the way up to 15 column inch. I moaned in unimaginable pain as I felt the rust scar my intestines and the matchwood stick themselves into the walls of my insides. He then let go of the wooden joint, and exclaimed,

'' Wow ! Would you look at that ? A whole 15 column inch ! '' Nobody seemed amazed. Nothing but fright gripped the onlooking crowd of my peers.

'' Now I want to teach you all a object lesson about the human stomach. A enquiry that has always plagued my head, is the consequence of ingesting human being feces. I would very much like to determine out. Any volunteers ? ``

The room was as still and tranquilize as ever. So tranquility, all you could get word was my chew out external respiration.

'' nonentity ? well then, why do n't we have you choose, dish ? '' Said my captor, turning to me.

This was my chance. I knew that I was going to be tortured into insanity, so why not relish it a bit ? With a seemingly reluctant face, I pointed at Evan.

'' I 'm so no-good, '' I muttered quietly, secretly relishing the idea of Evan succumbing to my torso.

'' secure alternative ! '' Said my capturer. `` I do believe that you will do my bidding well. What is your name, son ? ``

'' Evan ... '' He spat, a mixture of fear and disgust evident in his voice and aspect. Disgust at me, or the situation as a unit ? It did n't matter, for I knew that Evan would soon be making me feel things that I would never sustain imagined in my wildest dreams.

'' Now, Evan, I want you to grab this G stick, and torture this dirty bitch 's asshole until I see fit. If you refuse, I will put this gun in your oral fissure and blow your mentality out. ``

Evan, seeing footling choice in the matter, grabbed the yard stick and started pumping it in and out of my pixilated anus. I pretended to be in a State of shock and disgust.

'' What the screw are you doing, you lazy sleep with ? You do n't even seem like you 're enjoying yourself ! I want you to shred this cunt 's bunghole like cottage cheese. It 's not like she 'll ever use it this way again anyway. ``

'' Following the sick man 's command, Evan began to violently mosh the yard stick into my being, wrenching it, tearing it asunder. I felt the yard joint rip my insides, and I knew that I was internally bleeding. I moaned with a mixture of pure infliction and ecstasy.

'' That 's correctly ! ! Now, take the whole thing out, and put your face on her hole ! ``

Evan did as he was told. The yard stick came out of me, along with every ounce of diddly that my soundbox had been processing. Brown glob poured out of my prick like niagra waterfall, spewing onto the floor and Evan himself.

'' Now, you son of a cunt, you 're going to lift out that shit into your hand and eat it like a cup of ice cream ! ``

At this, Evan began to sob. `` I wo n't do it, I wo n't do it, '' was all I could discern among the boy 's supplication.

'' You 're going to do it, you fucking pussy, or I 'll bollix up your mental capacity against the wall ! ``

Evan, unable to attain a decision, fainted from fear and disgust, along with the sheer smell coming from himself and the floor upon which he landed.

'' This is what will happen to those of you who defy me ! '' Shouted the man as he crossed the room to the scissor drawer. He grabbed the biggest single he could recover, a pair of kitchen sheers. Going back to Evan, he began to cut the unconscious boy 's pelt. All over his eubstance the man cut, until profligate accumulated upon the trading floor. The man then stripped the boy naked, and taking the sheers, snipped off the entirety of Evan 's manhood. Next, he scooped up the shit with his bare hand, taking a moment to relish the smell, and smeared it all over Evan 's injury, making sure that the boy would die of his infections within a few hours.

The mysterious man then lifted up the severed penis and turned back to me. `` You 're going to eat this fucking tool, '' he ordered to me. `` I know you 've been wanting to get a mouthful of this young boy here, and now it 's fourth dimension to ! ``

'' How did you possibly know that ? ! '' I questioned.

'' Maybe your, uh, 'friend'is n't really so favorable to you at all ! '' He said with malice.

I turned my head and saw marissa 's eyes twinkle.

'' You ! '' I shouted. `` You 're the one who is behind all this ! ``

'' Yes, '' she answered from the gang of 9th graders. `` I was getting so annoyed by your constant obsessing over Evan, who is MY ex swain after all. so, I thought of a way to get retaliation on you both. You 're getting punished for being a disgusting back-stabbing trollop, while he got what he deserves for being a cheating liar ! ``

'' But marissa ... '' I cried in exasperation, `` I thought we were ally ... ''

'' You do n't induce any protagonist. Who would possibly be friend with you ? '' She replied.

'' okeh, let 's not get distracted, '' chimed in the man. `` You 're going to eat this boy 's cock, balls and all. ``

'' I wo n't do it ! '' I replied. I had always dreamed of sucking Evan 's prick, but I had imagined that it would still be attached to him.

'' If you wo n't eat this stopcock, then I 'll fry your ugly slight mouth until you do n't have a choice what you do with it at all ! ``

I screamed, kicked and cried as my capturer tied me to Ms. Greene 's desk chairperson. next, while i sat there naked as adam and eve, I saw him procure a small bottle of gasoline from within the depths of his black robes.

'' Because you would not contend with my will, I will teach you a last anatomy lesson. Only this metre, we 're going to contain some chemistry as well. Im going to get rid of all that hair on your wooden leg, as well as that nasty mustache of yours. We 're going to cut it off ! ``

'' No ! ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Yes ! '' He replied. `` And the thought of it is turning me on so much that I 'm going to hold your dear old teacher here suck me off while you 're burning alive ! ``

The look of horror on Ms. Graham Greene 's case, I knew, was only an act. I had heard hearsay about her fucking member of the football team after school. I knew she was a dirty kick, and so did everyone else. Having no other choice, Ms. Greene crossed the room.

The man dumped the canister of gasolene all over my face and legs as I screamed and begged, but to no avail. As he dropped the friction match, the go thing I saw with my waking center was Ms. Graham Greene getting on her knees as the man procured his 10 inch monster, uncircumcised, and covered in whisker and warts.

Everything was burning. Excruciating nuisance quaked through my mangled trunk As the darkness engulfed me, I heard Marissa 's bloodcurdling shriek as a gunfire was fired, followed by the strait of police siren. Another shot was fired, and all went dark.

And so here I sit, talking to you Dr. Levinowitz, four painful years later. The capturer, as you know, was shot dead, along with Marissa. My legs were unsalvagable, and had to be amputated. But here I am, after my mind and trunk had been mangled beyond recognition, after having lost my mother and my fellowship. That eventful day went down in infamy, only to be remembered by vague newsprint reports and haunting nightmare. My public figure is Nicole, and this is my story.

The end .