The Stories of the Sufferers

FUCKING PESTS

Hayden absolutely despised rats. They ran around the house, ate the spare food, and used the space as a toilet. Their shit looked like tiny-ass diarrhea. No respect for humans.

Well, of course. They don't think like us, thought Hayden.

Still, it was beyond irritating. Worse yet, there was one right inside his bedroom. It was nighttime, and all he wanted was a good night sleep. But no, that fucking pest had to ruin his mood.

Hayden took a wooden board from the hall and prepared for an attack. His bedroom was small: his brown, captain bed to the corner while the black nightstand was oddly in another corner across the room. There, he saw the rat. Its color grey and its size, small.

Underneath the nightstand, the rat presented its hands. Hayden spotted it and felt a flood of fear conquer him.

Be brave, he encouraged himself.

His room was small enough for him to reach his nightstand atop his bed. He leaned over, reached forward, and hit the stand repeatedly. The rat dared not to move. After a few moments, Hayden composed himself into a defensive position and waited for the moment.

And the moment came.

The rat swiftly sped to the edge; however, Hayden knew its intentions and met the pest at the corner. There, he raised the wooden board and...

... And he missed.

The rat dodged the weapon and went behind the bed.

Maybe next time.

The rat silently called to the others of its kind. The human's plan would go no further.

After several minutes of anticipation, Hayden decided that he should finally rest. He placed the board to the side of his bed and switched off the lights. He climbed into the bed, made himself comfortable, and tugged the covers over his lean frame sideways.

As he pulled on his red blanket, silhouettes of rodents jumping startled him. They screeched and pounced all over his body. Hayden tried to get off his bed, but numerous rats surrounded and pinned his arms, smacking on them. He froze in terror, watching the rats leap onto him and gnaw off his blanket.

If those motherfuckers chewed off my blanket, what are they gonna do next?

The pests ripped off his clothing and nibbled on his olive abs. One detected the belly button and invited its hands deep inside it. Hayden howled in pain. Other rats perched up their heads, noticed the entrance, and fought to enter first.

Meanwhile, one rat crept down his skin. Lower and lower it got, before stopping over his dick. It sought another entrance as there were too many rodents covering Hayden's abdomen.

But some other rats recognized the lone one and rushed to it. They scoured over Hayden's boxers and nibbled on it. This added another rush of pain. Castration must have felt worse. Soon enough, he was almost naked.

Eventually, they discovered another entry: the rectum. One rat squeaked in delight and entered the asshole. The others joined and bit through flesh that got in the way. Hayden bawled another time. He felt his tight ass stretch agonizingly. Shortly, rat after rat left the overpopulated stomach and hurried to the ass.

Hayden felt the rodents tearing at his organs. He felt them chewing. He felt them eating. He felt them drinking his blood. He felt them growing with each bite, with each swallow.

Simultaneously, the other rodents enlarged in size. Pressure increased on Hayden. One of the rats inched to Hayden's face and nibbled on his lips, seeking entrance. Hayden, with all his might, fought to decline. Another appeared and gnawed at his nostrils. After a while, the two holes merged until they became none.

Hayden struggled to breathe, for the pressure became too much. He needed to breathe from his mouth, but the other pest was still there.

He thought: If I open it just a little bit, maybe I can catch my breath without the rat entering.

A foolish decision it was. Hayden's lips parted slightly, but the quick, flexible rat intruded into his mouth. The large rat caused choking from Hayden's side. He could not breathe at all. While the rat wandered down the esophagus, Hayden's chest ended all movement.

The dark room transformed into a black one.

The rats, unaffected by Hayden's deadly situation, continued eating away his body.

Hayden laid on his bed motionless in red, holes giving insight to his insides.

Fucking pests.

This is a pretty short and fast one. I don't think it's scary or anything. I think it's more on the gory-comedy side (I have a weird sense of humor). What about you guys?

Fun fact: Hayden is a guy my best friend in 5th grade had a crush on. Guess who else was crushing on him, too? Hehe. He was cute, though.

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