Hi guys, Nate here :)
First time to write an update to my potential readers.Hey there! Thanks for reading! How you guys on that side? Hope things are well. Mine's a bit rocky, hehehe.
Sadly I've been sick last week, it's not that bad, but it made me lose a lot of writing days oTL
For now, I won't be posting anything for the last two weeks of November.I'll be resuming my updates on Dec 1st.
While you're waiting, feel free to browse around GoodNovel! There's a lot of stories here that's pretty interesting to read. I'm not confident to suggest any of the title's I've read...because...they're all different from the genre I write about, hehe.
As of now, please patiently wait for the next chapter.
Nate, out!
@AcrimonyNate
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Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 1)
Chapter 8The second day from the incident brings a few new things to the house of Darmstadt. The morning after Horaz came into their “hideout,” Lena, the rightful head of the Darmstadt house, found herself conversing with a young boy she suddenly found lying at the base of the bed of her daughter’s room. He was casually sifting through two phones on his hand, rather one hand was a bit limp, the other was swiping through the two phones.He grinned at her bashfully while Lena rubbed the sleep from her face. Experiencing an extended, unwanted sleep made her head feel muddled. She had been used to waking early before sunrise, starting the day with a nice drink of alcohol, and sifting through the kitchen for breakfast for two.A night of lengthy rest was the last thing she thought she would do due to the nature of the events yesterday. The stress must have caught up to her finally that it made her sleep longer when two p
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 2)
“Somehow...I think Mrs. Darmstadt agreed to what I said.” Bernice’s voice says.“What did she say?” Says Perri’s asking voice.“Opened her eyes, nodded. Then told me to call for Betts cause she needs to call someone to fix their heater downstairs.” Bernice said a bit incredulously.Again, a pause. In Horazs sleep-muddled memory, he heard a few muffled words before he woke up hours past to find the old woman Lena greeting him a fine morning.He relayed this story to Lena with as little fanfare as he could. She paused before fussing about how two girls could let themselves be alone at such a time. Horaz shared her sentiment, but somehow his body didn’t cooperate after waking from his slumber.Down in the depths of his mind, he felt his body still itch and a strong urge to follow Perri where ever she was. It strengthened once he awakened. Instincts didn’t indicate
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 3)
Sounds of walking from the opposing wall warned Perri that someone was coming down from the second floor. Two pairs of thumping echoed silently, confirming that both Lena and Horaz were coming down. Undoubtedly, she was correct for the rough voice of Lena invaded the kitchen in minutes.Seeing Perri rummaging the kitchen, holding items from the fridge, Lena drudged up how meddlesome kids are. She continued a bit until she remembered the chocolate in the fridge, praising its goodness, while she spoke to Perri.Rolling her eyes at Lena, she smiled at Horaz before turning to Lena about her plan to bring a few items from the fridge up on the second floor. Knowing the contents more than any of them, Lena poured her heart into fixing and pointing all the good ones to give her strength.As this transpired between Perri, the obedient, and Lena, the mother-in-law-like, Horaz exited the room to avoid being harshly utilized. Reaching the living room where the open door wel
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 4)
Nodding at her request, he held the shears and bag before leaving out to a neighbors garden.On the second floor, Lena held plastic containers of small kinds of snacks and stew she’s made a few days before in one arm, included in this carryover was a one-burner electronic stove that Lena plans to use for preheating some of the food they’ve scrounged. Both she and Perri had headed upstairs to fix the items in the mini-fridge. The generator still had juice in it after being closed for the night and opened again this morning to supply enough electricity for the stove.Lena fussed about the quality of food they still have left, even preparing the appropriate breakfast for four persons despite her hesitation to get from their stash due to future lack of supplies. Making the room filled with all kinds of smells from the thing she was heating up.During this time, Lena had learned that the signal for the internet seemed to have c
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 5)
She realized she was left in the room by Lena. Assuming the old woman must’ve busied herself with sending a meal to Bernice, who was still left downstairs.The electric stove lay on a stool a few steps in front of the cabinet, directly connected to a spare socket near the mini generator. Containers were left neatly on the floor beside the stool, either items’ for cleaning or the leftovers.The door had been open for quite some time, which makes Perri’s sense of time conflicted or a bit distorted since she has been busy browsing through the chat logs. Contact with Lena’s son ceased, with neither call nor messages Perri sent being unanswered. Other chat groups Perri sent messages to were unanswered.Patting her head, Horaz leaned down to her forehead. She heard him smell her neck, the tips of his nose touching her skin. His eyes looked glazed, and somehow, she knew why he was there but couldn’t quite admit it to herself.&ldquo
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 6)
Barefoot, quick and silently walking to the ajar door, he pushed it enough to make room for the two of them. The bed was a simple room with a bed in the middle opposite a cabinet and directly adjacent to the room’s door. On the right was a dresser and shelves of books and knick-knacks. A neat window covered by a shade completed the room’s tidy look.Pushing the door close with his foot, he gingerly balanced Perri, groping her butt in concentration. Uncontrollably making noise was imperative for him to avoid as he wouldn’t want consciously put an awkward air with the old lady.Their tongues were wrapped around each other lovingly entangled when he told her to patiently wait for him on the bed as he sat her down. The itchy feeling Perri felt continued to interfere with her common sense, and she was about to call at him with a shout when she bit on her hand. Blood oozed on her tongue, but she continued to feel the war of her common sense and lust amidst
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 7)
Holding her down was beginning to be difficult when he undid his pants with one hand to let his stiff cock loose while he mouthed her crotch, holding and pumping his hands to ease the pain he felt for the release. Releasing her vagina, he nibbled on her clitoris and licked it when he heard her whimper as she looked down at him with a frown.This slight frown made him chuckle and acquiesce, lifting himself, adjusting the blanket under them. His knees rested on the soft and surprisingly thick blanket, keeping his knees and Perri’s rump from hurting on the wood flooring. Hands caressing her smooth skin, he leaned forward to place himself in between her open legs, languidly kissing her. The tip of his dick placed gingerly in her entrance, he fondly pecked her lips, softly nibbling it.The force of his entry seemed to trigger a shock that made her arc her back and gasp but in a sensually comfortable manner. Her fluids continued to flow as he pushed further with ease.
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 8 (part 8)
Turning around to look at Horaz, a sheen of sweat was on his forehead. She intended to wipe it when she suddenly noticed a patch of skin peeking behind his ears. Horaz hair had grown long enough, which she had told him that it was becoming of him despite him cutting it in different styles that were popular for men for so long.Touching the patch of skin made Perri pull herself up. The patch of skin burnt as if forming into a scale.She looked at Horaz with inquiring eyes but found him looking back at her with a sheepish smile.Something in her turned pale. The color of the skin was the same kind as the ones from the creature. No words could escape her as she felt herself crumble. Biting, her lips, ready to cry.She felt his arms wrap around her and say, “Don’t... I’m not worried, and so should you.”“Ho—how can I not be worried??” Her voice was in an angry whisper.“So far, that’s the onl
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