An Enticing Creature

Welcome to Dinner

Warning this chapter is only going to be gory with a small mention of sex, if you don't like it, you can skip it. I'll put a warning to let. You know.

The siren, pissed for missing a meal, needed to find new prey for the night. A fish wasn't enough to satisfy her stomach. While swimming she finds a boat that people use to fish. Two men sitting on the boat, taking about who know what, not seeing the siren at at.

"Interesting how they were looking for a meal, not knowing mine has just been served."

Swimming very suggestively to not get spotted, she makes her way towards a rock that sticks out the water, sitting up to make her vocals be more directed to them. She thought of a tune her mother had sung to her father to lure him to his death.

The memory of being told the story foggy, but she managed to find the song.

My heart is pierced by cupid

I distain all glittering gold

Immediate the men were caught in a trance. Searching desperately by turning their heads in deadly ways to look for the voice. An amused smirk was on the siren, knowing her dinner will soon be ready to feast on.

The men had found out which direction she was and started to jump off the boat to swim to get to her. Lust filled eyes staring right into her. A bored looked soon replaced the smirk. All men were the same. Hearing her beautiful tune immediately trying to court her once they see how beautiful she is. But sadly, looks can be deceiving.

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

His hair it hangs in ringlets

His eyes as black as coal

My happiness attend him

Wherever he may go

The made had their way towards her already asking if she could be theirs trying hard to bribe her into being their wife so they can have offspring.

To them she was an angel

To her..........

They were horny bastards.

In a swift move she lunged at the stronger male and started to drown him making sure to block out any oxygen from his grasp. Her spell broke, obviously due to the man trying to remove her from his body to swim to the boat. His friend had left him.

The man noticed that when his friend started to climb in the boat and sped off. A look of betrayal in his eyes, if he could cry he would, but the ocean didn't make that look possible.

He stopped struggling, knowing even if he got her to let go, she'd pull him right back in. His life had finally ended. He didn't even get to tell his daughter he loved her.

When she saw proof the male died she immediately swam back to her cave. Read to feed on something not scrawny nor small.

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Warning the gore is going to start here. Also very small mention of sex. Continue at your own risk.

At the sirens cave she just finished getting her materials to make her feast complete, shame she didn't think of keeping him alive for a while. She enjoyed hearing their scream and was aroused when they begged for freedom....but her hunger made a point to show otherwise.

To start off her dinner she wanted something small so she didn't get full to quickly. Wasting wasn't allowed in her life style.

She scanned the body for something seeing the fingers, toes, and penis something she could consume quickly to get them out of the way.

With slow cuts she sliced the parts off, enjoying hearing the bones break and seeing the blood spread. Almost as if it was painting her cave walls red.

Once done feasting on the removed parts she moved the rest of the body to what look like a cave pocket that had air. This was here just in case she trapped more than one. In one quick move she sliced the skin as if if were a costume and put it aside, focusing on kissing the organs as side dishes.

She used a rock to crush the skull to have access to the brain, immediately mushing it to almost look like pink bloody noodles to add to her dish. The heart and kidneys were next.

Squeezing the blood out of each into a rock that looked like a bowl an adding the brain noodles in.

Pulling out the veins and mixing them with the brain, she used the other organs to represent other dishes that were her favorite. All that was left was the skin and bones

The skin wasn't her favorite part. She despised it when she caught to teens having intercourse. Seeing how they kiss on each other, or put love marks on one another. Of course she killed them, but now she uses the skin as a mat for when she needed to sleep.

Bones in her mind would be used as either cups, decoration, or as pins to help keep her skin bed from moving.

Life is good for her, at least in her mind. Though......she didn't forget about escaped prey. She was sure to capture him this time. Knowing.....

He won't escape.