"Write the Sickest Story" Topic!

[Wanion]

Everyone deep down has a sick story they could think up, and write here, either being short or long. Preferably fiction, it can be anything you want, any genre, any details... beauty of freedom of speech. It can be sadistic, it can be sexually pukeworthy, it can be violent, etc.

Think up and write as many as you want, let's see who's the most messed up. This shall be interesting.

Don't forget to leave a review/comment on a certain story...

[That-Is-Bull]

TIHS 1 TIME I RED A CRAPY TOPIK O WAIT IT WUS DIS lol!

Just saying that before anyone else does. Hopefully a million other people won't say it and think they're original.

[Long-Distance-Runner]

At 7/2/05 12:36 PM, kipling wrote: I appeared on this with my mom.

Someone ban this idiot.

[thelordofcheese]

At 7/2/05 12:36 PM, kipling wrote: I appeared on this with my mom.

MILF
HA!

[Kipling]

At 7/2/05 12:40 PM, The_Clansman wrote:

At 7/2/05 12:36 PM, kipling wrote: I appeared on this with my mom.

Someone ban this idiot.

I didn't technically do anything wrong.

[DareDevilGuy]

Earfetish wins already, even if he hasn't posted in here

[Tremour]

Basically, the whole of this thread, contains textually explicit, bulge inducing stories.

Twice.

[Earfetish]

I was standing next to my grandmother's coffin, peering in...

I jolted upright. I was in my bed. The same desires, the same dreams, had been with me for months, ever since Granny died from massive bloodloss due to loss of a leg. I couldn't hold on any more. I began to masturbate. A tear of precum rolled out of my japseye and down my penis. More and more followed, until an uncomfortable friction had built up. 'Granny', I moaned.

I wiped myself up, and got dressed. Taking a shovel with me, I opened the door into the night. Nothing beats wandering the city at 3:30 in the morning, but I couldn't inhale all the feelings, as my mind was fogged up with only one goal.

After a desperate final sprint, I reached the graveyard. I stood over Granny's grave. Wielding the shovel in my hand like a weapon, I thrust it into the soft earth, and began to dig, penetrating the soil with cold, hard steel. Sweat poured from every inch of my skin.

Eventually, I reached her coffin. I savoured the victory and the anticipation, with a full minute's silence in respect to her. I then flung open the coffin lid, inviting moonlight on to her moulding skin for the first time since she'd died. I glanced at her stump, and licked my lips.

I mounted her, and began to french-kiss her passionately. Her motionless mouth was dry, and her teeth had a thick layer of fuzz on them. I licked her lips with an overbearing lust.

She was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt - so we could make a bit of money off her death, we'd bought her funeral clothes in Oxfam. I first removed her t-shirt, gazing longingly into her maggot-filled bosom. A bluebottle flew out from inside her left nipple.

And then, the glory of the day. Her shorts. I pulled them off - easy as piss with a woman with only one leg - and then pulled off her grandma pants. Her pubic hair was grey and the stench from her festering vagina hit me like a tonne of shit.

With a smile, I began to eat her out. The gross taste of her and the lack of movement from her corpse served as an erotic reminder that she was dead. She was dead, and she was fucking sexy, and I was nibbling her clit. It was slightly green, and tasted of stale urine and incontinence.

When I was satisfied, I put myself in the missionary style above her, squeezing into her coffin, and began to thrust my penis into her dead cunt. 'Granny', I whispered. 'Granny, I love you'. She felt like paper and cloth, her wrinkly skin and rotten, swollen muscle tissue poking out of her arms and digging into my nails.

I nibbled her eyelid, accidentally tearing it off. A vacant black hole stared back up at me. I grinned, as a worm slid out from inside her brain.

I took a switchblade from my pocket and began to saw off her head, still shagging her body. Very little blood came out until I'd reached about half-way through, and then it began to gush. When it was almost off, I grabbed her hair and pulled, hard, tearing the final bits of decaying spine and skin off.

I then removed myself from her headless corpse and sat down in the grave. The Sun was starting to rise. I took her face and began to shag her eyesocket. Almost immediately, I ejactulated into her skull, filling her brain with my semen.

I pulled myself out of her grave. Tossing her head back in, I said, "I love you, Granny', and walked away, leaving whatever visitor was lucky enough to walk by to see my mess.

[ramsy66]

At 7/2/05 12:36 PM, kipling wrote: I appeared on this with my mom.

LOOLOOOL! scroll down and there's a "brothers incest" that's the sickest thing I've ever seen, I think i'm gonna be sick, but that's still a fucking funny website lmao.

[Kipling]

At 7/2/05 12:53 PM, Earfetish wrote: I was standing next to my grandmother's coffin, peering in...

That's fucking disgusting.

[Kipling]

At 7/2/05 12:54 PM, ramsy66 wrote:

At 7/2/05 12:36 PM, kipling wrote: I appeared on this with my mom.

LOOLOOOL! scroll down and there's a "brothers incest" that's the sickest thing I've ever seen, I think i'm gonna be sick, but that's still a fucking funny website lmao.

Free secks for teh link? Anyway I enter with an earfetish story.

Yesterday afternoon, I took the bus home, but I got on the wrong one. I only realised this in the arse-end of Manchester, and, in that brief moment of panic, I got off, rather than taking the logical step and staying put until I reached a bus station.

I was in the middle of loads of fields with the road cutting through 'em. It was nearly silent, so I listened carefully for the sound of traffic, and set off down the road towards it.

It was a warm day. The pollen was thick in the air. It's quickly turning into Summer - the mating season - and I was as horny as a motherfucker. I'm sure you all know I'm a little messed in the head, and recently I've been visiting beastiality websites. I know they're illegal, but fuck it, I can delete the history.

I paced on the hard concrete pavement, past all these animals. In a moment of lost inhibitions, I hopped over the fence and walked over towards a cow. She was beautiful - she had dark brown eyes, black-and-white skin, and, importantly, and I guess it's a little Oedipal - udders. I dropped my pants, and shoved my already-hard penis into it's arse. She made a loud 'moo' sound and walked forwards a few steps, removing me from her. I was already in a frantic fury of unbridled animal urges, so I crept towards her again, then leapt on her, grabbing her around the hips, and began humping madly, this time into her vagina.

Jerking forwards and backwards, leaning over and kissing her back - it was bliss. My hard-on tingled delightedly. I felt her rectal muscles contracting and relaxing as she orgasmed. It was very weird, to say the least.

You might be interested to know, it felt pretty much like lukewarm apple pie. But it was such a strong fantasy of mine - you know how it is - it felt so good, so relieving.

I came more quickly than I'm proud of. I fell off the stunned beast, still ejaculating into the air, losing control of my arms in orgasm, pulled my pants up, and got on my way towards the traffic noises. I've told no-one.

[Earfetish]

At 7/2/05 01:00 PM, BlueFlameSkulls wrote: that was just funny and sick at the same time

Before he takes any more credit, I wrote that one, too, and it's in Tremour's link.

[FUNKbrs]

At 7/2/05 12:54 PM, BonusStage wrote:

At 7/2/05 12:40 PM, The_Clansman wrote: Someone ban this idiot.

You'd think you'd have learned something in over a year here.

He did. He learned I like to ban idiots. The link didn't load for me the first time, so I was assuming it was just an html joke. Without his post, I would never have re-clicked the link (because frankly, I didn't want to click it the first time).

Meh, technically I should ban him for backseat modding. However, his intent was pure, or some other hippy bullshit.

[Wanion]

The GasMask
By _Pyro_

Bob Thornman, age 19, short and stocky, greasy hair... the whole shabang of nastiness walked into a fleamarket. He walked along looking at the various items, nothing of interest to him, he wasn't like most other men. Then came along a store that caught his interest, "The Soldier Outlet". This store had lots of things he had seen in movies, such as: rifles, helmets, grenades, pistols, uniforms, gasmasks, boots... all that stuff.
The gasmask caught his attention. It had a really long front that reminded him of an ant eater or something. He thought it would be a good sueviner, and it was only $12.95. What the hell, right?
As he took it up to the cashier, a grim looking man in his late 50's who's overweight, really sweaty and grungy with hardly any hair and baked beans for teeth, stared at him angrily. Bob tried ignoring it, and went up, trying to purchase it.
"No, no, no, no..." The cashier said. "That's no good, not at all".
"How come?" I replied
"That's a piece of shit replica, you want a REALLY good gasmask, then follow me." He said.

The Cashier led Bob into the back of the outlet, unlocked the door, let Bob inside, and closed the door behind him. Before Bob was an array of hundreds of gasmasks all staring down at him. All different tints of glass for eyes, all so compact.
"What's yer name?" Asked the Cashier
"Bob" I replied.
"My name is Charles, Charles Myneheart"
Bob looked around, never had he been interested in gasmasks before, but this was different. Some of them were crazy, with hair and whatnot. He took one off the wall that was super black with gray hair coming out the top.
"Try it on" Said Charles

So Bob sat down in the one chair in the middle of the room, and tried putting the thing on. It was very heavy. Charles tried helping him with it, but before Bob knew it, Charles was also handcuffing, and tying his legs to the chair. The gasmask was hard to see out of to begin with, and now he was sweating making the goggles fog up.
"I'll make it fast" Said Charles, so he got to it.

Charles unziped his pants off, and let them drop to the floor, and kicked his shoes off. He tore his shirt off his chest, walking up to Bob. He pulled his stained breifs high up his asscrack to make it a thong one may say it kind of looked like.
Bob was screaming at this point, but the mask muffled out his scream. No one would help him, no one but.... Charles.

Charles then walked behind the chair, and kicked it forward, having Bob literally break both his kneecaps with his bodyweight. His muffled scream filled the mask. Charles then walked over to the other side of the room and pulled out a knife. He walked back to the chair, did a little weirdish dance. He slit open the front of his briefs slowly, unvealing a small inerect penis falling out. He stroked it with the knife genty, showing the strength.
Once ready as one could be, he slit a deep gash into Bob's back. Yes, his back. And put his fingers in the slit and pulled apart, leaving a sloppish hole. Charles then teabagged the stretched hole, making his scrotum moist with blood. Bob was passed out at this point.
"LIKE A VIRGIN, TEABAGGED FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME" Charles giggled.

"I bet you've never been touched like that before, huh? Have you? I doubt it? Isn't it sexy, doesn't it make you harRrRd. God I fucking love it. Wake up for me, please? WHAT? You don't like it? Psssh." Charles ranted on about.

3 HOURS LATER

Bob's pale dead corpse, completely naked and gashed with new wholes stretched on various parts of his body, still tied to a broken chair. Splinters were all over his gaping bum.

"But one more" Charles said.

Charles picked up the back of the broken chair with one arm, and pulled it into the air making it look like Bob was doing a headstand. his other hand, occupied with a knife mind you, slit his "gooch" open.

3 MINUTES, 7 SECONDS LATER

Police kicked the door down from reports of a guy moaning painfully yet sexually. Cops saw in aw how Charles was teabagging a corpse that was severely gashed on every angle of the body.
Including:
Back
Armpit
Neck
Stomach
Skull
Bladder
and now Gooch.

They all pulled out their firearms, pointed at the man in his process, and yelled "FREEZE YOU SICK MOTHERFUCKER FREEZE!", only for Charles to reply....

"Would you care for a cup of tea?"

EDN

[FUNKbrs]

BTW, that second story from Kipling is stolen.

What a worthless fuck. First incest porn, and now stealing material, cut paste style. That's pathetic.

[Wanion]

Earfetish, you got some competition! :-P

[DareDevilGuy]

At 7/2/05 12:53 PM, Earfetish wrote: I was standing next to my grandmother's coffin, peering in...

I warned you guys, blah.

[liam]

Earfetish, you make my penis happy.

[Wanion]

At 7/2/05 12:38 PM, That-Is-Bull wrote: TIHS 1 TIME I RED A CRAPY TOPIK O WAIT IT WUS DIS lol!

God, you're so fucking funny ya know that? Aren't you a special brand of pancake batter. Stupid 14 year old.

[Wanion]

Geeze, is there anyone else who's a good storyteller on NG?

I just listened to Earfetishs story by copying and pasting it in Speaktonia. Pretty funny sutff,

[Joxa]

once upon a time there was a holocaust...

[Crimson-Resolution]

It was a dark hallway. I couldnt see my hand in front of my face. Disoriented. Confused. I scrambled on the ground to get some footing. As i walked around i stopped. Six red dots appeared in front of me. It was only too late that i realized that they were eyes. I was seized by what felt like 20 hands maybe less, I wast sure.

I next found myself laying flat on my back. Then a light turned on. A blinding blue light shone in my face. I heard sounds. "*$@#$#%$&%&&&*%@!!~~~@#@$$%^*()**" was said in a language i didnt recognize. The first one showed himself. A tall blue figure with what seemed like fout long slender arms unfolded out of the shadows. two red eyes ran vertically down his face. He towered at close to what looked like 14 feet.

He said again"!$$#@%$^%(()(%$#%(*&(*%%()^%$%^"

I replied weakly "who are you?"

He just stood there and stared at me. I was scared and uneasy. Not knowing where I was or if it was a dream or not I stayed perfectly still. The blue figure seemed unmoving and possibly confused. He still stared.

I tried again "who are you?"

not a sound.

Once more i attempted "who are you?"

still nothing. but then another figure emerged from the darkness.This one was taller still. Id say close to 17 feet at the most. He was equipped with a very peculiar device. ti covered his head. He spoke in a deep voice:"^%$@@%^_____(&*^^$$---*&^$$%&$^+%^$@@#!" then I heard a series of whirring and beeping sounds. The words spoken by the taller figure turned into:

"we have taken you from your home. You will complete a series of inquiries and experiments."

Frightened further at this, I tried again. "Who are you"

The reply was "&&^%$&^**&((*&*^$#$@#$&)(*" which changed to "That does not concern you. You will cooperate with us then be discarded"

I then realized I was strapped to a platform. The light above me did not let up and my eyes were beginning to sting. two different machines emerged from the floor. One had a very sharp-looking end and the other had a series of tools. I started to get a bad feeling. The tool machine began to strip me of my shirt. The attachment used to remove my shirt changed to a marking device. It marked intricate patterns on my stomach. Then the other machine descended on me.

It started low. Just above the pubuc area and right under my belly button. It started to make a large incision. The pain came. Screaming but not able to move, I started to panic. Fearing for my life I became still. Then the tool machine opened my incision.

The strange figures proceeded with their questions and i answerd them the best I could.

Slowly muscle and connective tissue were removed. The pain seemed unreal. They asked me what my diet consisted of. I told them that humans were omnivorous. They asked me what my habitat was. I told them i lived in a house. They asked me what a house was and I tried to describe it. Then I was interrupted by horrible pain. I looked to see what was obviously my small intestine being torn slowly from the mesentaries. Inside my head, Things like 'why me?' and 'god help me' started swimming around.

Then a third figure emerged and before I knew it he was attaching probes to my head.
I saw a large sack-like organ emerge from my abdomen. It was being drained and i then realized it was my stomach. I was nauseated and would have vomited but couldnt for obvious reasons. Then followed my liver, spleen, pancreas, large intestine and eventually the testes. Castrated and in searing pain I was then unable to scream as they had proceeded on removing my lungs. How was I kept alive? They hooked me up to an advanced life support machine. It supplied oxygen to my brain. My heart was then removed and all my blood was drained.

Doused with blood and bodily fluids, I felt helpless and cold. They unhooked me from various devices and i faded quickly.

I am now dead. The end.

[sidmyrotten]

ive got one

margret thatcher

[Crimson-Resolution]

At 7/2/05 12:53 PM, Earfetish wrote: a sick ass necrophile story.

Very well written. Very disgusting. It was slightly humerous as well. You are very talented.

PS: You pretty muck blow my story out of the sky. Thanks a lot, earfetish.

[Earfetish]

At 7/2/05 01:35 PM, Crimson_Resolution wrote:

At 7/2/05 12:53 PM, Earfetish wrote: a sick ass necrophile story.

Very well written. Very disgusting. It was slightly humerous as well. You are very talented.

I should write a load of amusing and dark short stories, put them in a book, and press for it to be published.

I reckon there's an audience out there.

[Wanion]

At 7/2/05 01:23 PM, DarkSytze wrote:

At 7/2/05 01:22 PM, _Pyro_ wrote: Geeze, is there anyone else who's a good storyteller on NG?

Wasn't my story good then?

Oke then >:( I could better make a story about a 12 Year old boy who rapes his own dog then.

No I didn't mean it that way. I thought there would be a lot more storytellers.

I just listen to Earfetishs story in the Pube Muppet voice. Even more funnier.

[Earfetish]

At 7/2/05 02:07 PM, phyco_squiral wrote: you get a -100000, ur thing was too sick. u fucking idiot.

Fuck you man - yours was horseshit.

[dullsworth]

here's mine.

Colleen's house was heavily shaking at 4 in the morning. After she could take it no longer, she finally threw off the covers and went downstairs in her bathrobe. Outside was a swarm of termites eating the bottom of her house. She closed the door forcefully, blowing some of the termites away from the bottom of the house.

Colleen ran pell-mell to her backyard, just before she realized the front door was wooden. Termites started to crawl in from the front. Just before the number of termites crawling in became uncountable, she had finally reached the backyard. She saw a sickle dug into a tree, a rusty worn out hose, and...a fire extingiusher. She picked this up and blasted the foam at the approaching termites, stopping them dead.

She kept this up for an hour, until finally, Colleen's extinguisher ran out of foam. So then the termites started climbing up her legs. She then realized that these were not just wood-eating termites, but flesh-eating termites as well. As they came closer up to her stomach, Colleen's mind started to rush frantically. She finally thought of something and then proceeded to blow all the termites off her body. After all the termites wereblown away by the scale hurricane Colleen made, she ran into her house and then locked the door behind her. The girl ran up the stairs and locked a few of windows, and then turned on the air conditioning.

Morning had come by the time Colleen had finished locking up her house.

i'll post more later.