It was a dark and stormy night when my Dawgs (feet) got cold. I rubbed my toes hopping for warmth in those little morsels. The soft skin of my palm grasping the rough edges of my crusty feet were quite contrasting. The dead skin falling off with a simple touch. As my crusty feet sit there, unbothered by nature, I hear something. "MmMmYyYy LlLloOoOvVvEeEe" echoed through the halls. I peek around the kitchen as I scrub my crusty feet with the cheese grater I found on the counter. "Who's there" I call back. I place the cheese grater back on the counter and dust off my feet, I then turn to shred the cheese for my spaghetti dinner when all of a sudden "VROOM VROOM VROOM" Inturpts the silence. I recognize that sound from anywhere... It's my challenger. I walk to the garage where I keep my beautiful beast and see the headlights are on. I investigate HOPING nobody is near my car. They don't want to see me angry. I usually avoid getting angry, Not for my safety but for others safety. The alpha in me arises as I round my car. "IF ANYBODY IS NEAR MY BABY, I'LL KILL YOU" I growl under my breath. Suddenly I hear "Baby, It's me!". I whop around to see nobody there. " b-babe? You're.... YOU'RE ALIVE?" I cry "I THOUGHT YOU DIED LAST WEEK! I'm so happy to know you're alive! When the doctors said you choked on a Glizzy, I just knew I shouldn't have let you go to that Diddy party" I wept. "No baby, I'm dead. This is my ghost. I've taken over your car" he says. "OH BABE, NY TWO BABIES IN ONE!" I squeal. "Babe, As a car. I don't know if I can make you happy anymore" he sighs. "Babe, of course you can" I smirk "I made mods to my car cutie" I say as I reach under and grab the large metal rod I attached earlier. "B-Babe" he mutters "why the fuck did you need that, you barely found out I was possessing your car" he questions "Bitch were you gonna fuck your car anyways?!" He yells but before he could get an answer, I shoved my gloved hand into his exhaust pipe. "OH" He let's out a gasp "YOU KNOW I'M NOT INTO THAT SHIT BABE" He angrily whines. "But I am, And you're a car" I say plunging my hand deeper "And you can't stop me" I grin. "That's it" he says "You're getting it". All of a sudden my car reverses, His wheels grab me by my waist and he full throttle pushes me down. I feel his big metal body over mine and lose all hope. As he reverses, a hook has caught on to my pants. He revs and they rip off. I am now under the car, bare. He whispers "Who's my little exhaust pipe". Before I can mutter " I am" He plunges the large rod into my dear and I let out a pleasurable scream. "You like that?" He smirks and he reverses and drives forward, going faster with each gear shift. "OH YEAH" I scream but suddenly he feels something... Wet. "You must be so happy to see me" he mutters. His quirky line is met with silence. "Babe?" He says. He reverses back far enough to realize the large metal rod didn't enter my beautiful black and green entrance. Instead He pushes my spinal cord out of my body through the back of my neck and with each thrust he provided, My body parts slowly tore off. "That wasn't a pleasure scream, That was a DEATH scream" He cries. The wet that he felt on his large metal rod was, in fact, blood and shit as I projectile sharted a few minutes after my passing. The floor covered in red, brown, white and yellow lay still, looking like a fucked up American flag really. "Oh baby, I didn't mean to kill you. I just wanted to feel you around my rod once more as we used to when we were human." He sadly says. "Vroom vroom vroom" he hears in the distance. "What's that" he asks. "VRROOOOOOOOOM" a beautiful Lamborghini busts through the garage. "AHHHHHH" He screams but then.... "Baby, it's me" she mutters "It's me as a Lamborghini". He turns with a tear in his headlight "BABY I'M SO SORRY I KILLED YOU". "It's okay baby" I say as I reverse out "but look, Now I can take you" I smirk as I show my exhaust pipe. Without a second of hesitation he laches on to the back of my trunk and starts vrooming me. We finish quite fast as he climaxed on my dead body earlier. Surrounded by fluids we can't identify, we sit there in loving peace. Our souls then exit the cars and we are United in hell. "I knew wed end up here" He laughs. "Yeah me too" I giggle. We run off into the firey blaze of hell and make endless, illegal, disgusting, horrible, wrong, disturbing love to each other for all eternity. The end 💙🥰
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THE HAUNTED CHALLENGER
RomanceThis story is about a Dodge Challenger R/T BUT WITH A TWIST! It's possessed by my GHOST BOYFRIEND!