Eye 4 An Eye...Blood 4 A Body (Pennywise Fanfic)

Kiss Me Fatboy

Both Tiffany and Pennywise were dancing, hooting and hollering down the sewer.

"Four more to go!" He sang as he jumped and danced with Tiffany right behind him just as excited.

"That was exhilerating! You're more sadistic than my husband was." She chuckled. He looked at her and just stared as she slipped off her jacket revealing a laced corset with laced up sleeves that hung off her shoulders. "Is something wrong?" She asked a little nervous as she noticed his hot gaze on her.

"You...are...brilliant!" He roared with giddyness as he bowed and kissed the back of her hand. She could feel her cheeks burn as she felt his hot warm lips and looked away shyly. 

"Thank you, I've had a lot of practise." She stated in a stutter.

"What you did to that pharmacist-" he shook with delight as he recalled the memory. "I never knew so many narcotics could make a stomach explode like that." He laughed.

"Only if you have the right stuff. Fucker had all the right meds to take for a little explosion in his life. Besides he was such a creep, couldn't keep his frisky hands off of me." She shuddered in disgust as she remembered him trying to grab at her. 

"But you fought back!" He chuckled and rubbed his hands together. 

"Well, I think we should celebrate your success." Tiffany pops out a bottle of really expensive wine and grabs a 2 wine glasses, filling them up before handing one of them to him. He looked at the glass in question. She couldn't help but giggle. "I take it you've never drank wine before?" He looked at her with a strained face. "Okay, fair enough. Sip it just a little. It's sweet so it's perfect for your first time." He took a sip and his eyes lit up. "Good?" He nods as he sits on his throne taking sip after sip.

Tiffany sat on his lap and he quickly turned in her direction, eyes glazed to her figure, tracing every delicate curve. "Not too fast, Sweetface. We don't want you getting drunk." She grabbed the glass only to be halted at the sudden touch of his hand.

When did this happen? When did my heart start yearning for him? Her thoughts were racing as he stared at her, until it shattered when he spoke. "I want the fat boy next." His voice scratchy and evil sounding. She jumped off of him - pulling down her skirt, getting back to the work at hand. "Yes, and what's the plan for him?"

"Invite him for dinner." His smile widens and his eyes glowed yellow in anticipation.

At this Tiffany scrunched up her brow in confusion. "Here?" 

He grabs her hand and leads her to the outside world, to an empty field of grass. He steps behind her and covers her eyes and leans down to her ear. "Visualize the type of house you want. Let me see it." He roughly whispers. After a few minutes, he lets go to see the exact house that was in her mind with a white picket fence and white paint covering the exterior.

She gasps in excitement. "Oh my go- it's amazing!" She couldn't control her giddiness until a new thought crossed her mind. She hoped he didn't pick up any other thoughts that flitted through her mind. She blushed at the thought and tried pushing them away. 

"Shall we go inside, Madam?" He playfully bows and holds out his arms with hers as they strode in through the front door. The living room was exactly like she envisioned. Maroon furniture with a lavender hue to the walls nicely decorated with plants and frames. When they reached the bedroom, she opened the door slightly only to quickly slam the door shut before Pennywise could take a glimpse. Her cheeks flushed red as she couldn't look at him after what she witnessed inside that room.

It wasn't her brain that envisioned 'FUCK ME, PENNYWISE' lit up in neon lights right above a swing. It was her feelings mixed in with her thoughts and she thanked Satan himself that Pennywise didn't see it. 

"I'll make the call to Ben." She moved past him with her head bowed low not to meet his gaze. He grabbed her wrist and she instantly turned to see a phone in her face. 

"It's already dialing." He said with a smile. She smiled in return and placed the phone to her ear. 

"Hello?" His young voice sounded through the other line.

"Hi, Benny. I wanted to check on you and invite you over for dinner." She stated sweetly. She looked over to Pennywise who was smiling while he drooled, listening to the conversation.

"I would love to. I'll get ready now!" 

"Alright, Sweetface. my address is 1301 Neibolt St." She hung up and turned to face him. "He's on his way. Are you sure he'll be able to see the house?" She gave a small smile and he nodded as his eyes turned yellow and his teeth turned into a sharks jaw. "He'll see anything, I want him to see." 

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Her doorbell rang as she opened it to find Ben. He was completely defeated and she couldn't help but feel pity for him even if just slightly. She let him in and guided him to the kitchen table. "I made spaghetti and Swedish meatballs. I hope you're hungry." She stated sweetly.

"I'm starving." He said with glee. 

"Good. I made it special." She stated as she watched the noodles shimmer in a sort of giggle. She placed the plate in front of him and sat across from him with her own. "How have you been holding up? I know that you had a crush on Beverly." She sipped her wine and ate her dinner slowly, watching him carefully. 

He took in a mouth full and answered sadly. "Yeah she was perfect." He wiped his mouth with napkin and before he could take another bite, he froze in place. 

"Are you okay, Benny?" She asked with fake sympathy. 

"M-my stomach doesn't feel good." He squirmed in his seat uncomfortably. 

She took another sip of her wine and seductively shoved a meatball in her mouth as she watched. Not long after that, Ben threw his head back and screamed, holding his stomach in pain. "S-something's wrong! Help me!" He shot up from his seat as blood started to pour from his shirt

Pennywise was eating him from the inside out. 

Two arms ripped through him as his stomach shrunk smaller and smaller, until finally his top half started to cave into his bottom till he was completely gone into Pennywise's mouth, finally his knees fell to the floor causing his lower intestines to spill all over the place. Pennywise popped out, him half way wedged into his waist as he crawled out. Tiffany was awestruck by the creativity this man possessed and she realized that was what drew her to him so much. He loved the way he killed these children and she just couldn't wait for the next one to die.