Bree Bellucci: Gangbang With The Beasts

“Jesus Christ! Mother fucker!” Claire screamed. “Are you okay?” She looked over at her friend; Emily was white as a ghost.

“Yeah I’m fine,” she managed in a small voice, “what happened to the car?”

“I’m sure it’s a flat tire but let’s get out and take a look.”

The two women checked for oncoming traffic and then carefully got out of the car to observe the damage. The tire had blown on the passenger side and Emily noticed the shreds of remaining rubber clinging to the rim.

“Christ fucker!” Claire screamed. “How did it blow up like this? I wasn’t even going that fast.”

Emily looked unconvinced but held her tongue, “Well this is a minor setback Claire but let’s take a deep breath and formulate a plan here. Yelling and screaming like a wild person isn’t going to help at all.”

“You’re right, I’m going to call Jim and yell at him instead to get his ass over here and to bring a new tire with him,” Claire said quickly.

“No Jim is at work, don’t bother him with this, there is nothing he can do right now. I have a AAA Plus membership let’s call them to send a tow truck guy over. Maybe they can change the spare for us or tow the car to a place that can fix it,” Emily said calmly. “But I want you to promise me you will calm down Claire. It’s not good for the baby if your blood pressure goes up too high.”

Claire said nothing but folded her arms under her boobs and across her chest and leaned against the side of the car in submission. Emily went into the car to get her purse and pulled out her iPhone. She dialed the number for AAA and hit send.

The two women looked around soberly, trying to figure out where they were. They could see nothing but dense forest on either side of the road. And since they had pulled over, they realized not one other car had passed by.

“Hey Claire this is Route 50 right? What is the last cross-street that we saw?” Emily was on the phone with the dispatcher.

“Yeah this is definitely Route 50 but I’m really bad with road names, can they go with landmarks? If so, we’re right between a big fucking scary forest and another big fucking scary forest. And both forests are probably full of creatures and rapists and rats,” Claire said sarcastically.

Emily ignored her, “Yes ma’am I believe we are between those two roads and driving northbound on Route 50. Let me check for a mile marker, I see one up the road a little ways away.”

Emily trotted over to the little green mile marker, her big belly bouncing up and down encumbering her every step. “It’s mile marker 27. Yes, that’s it, thank you so much. Thank you we will wait for him, 15–20 minutes?” Emily looked up at Claire and smiled, “Okay we’ll sit tight thanks again!”

She hung up the phone and walked back toward the car. Claire was less pleased with the estimated time of arrival. Emily began to take in the scenery and she realized there really wasn’t much around them except for trees. It was a bit unnerving.

“Well I guess we’re fucked for 20 minutes,” Claire sighed.

“Yeah but the wait won’t be so bad, and the driver will be here before we know it,” Emily assured her.

“I know Em but I was planning on going to the massage parlor, I set up two appointments for us, it was supposed to be a surprise. I even made sure your main man was going to be working today,” she smiled at Emily and raised her eyebrows provocatively.

“Oh god, that man is heaven on Earth. And those hands! He could make me do whatever he wants with those hands,” Emily was beside herself daydreaming of the sexy young masseuse Christoph. “And I love that accent of his.”

“Yeah that Romanian accent sure is charming Em, I like his big muscular arms and the way he could literally pick me up over his head allowing me to rest my legs on his shoulders while he ate me out,” said Claire heavily.

Emily shot her a jealous glance, “First of all he’s German, not Romanian. And secondly if he’s going to lift anyone onto his shoulders and eat them out it’s going to be me!”

They both started laughing loudly, relieved for a little comedy to lighten the gravity of their current situation.

Just then there was a rustling in the woods. It sounded like the crunching of branches under a huge machine.

Emily and Claire both jumped and exchanged startled looks.

“Em what the hell is that?”

“I don’t know but maybe we should get in the car in case it’s a rabid dog or a wolf or something.”

The women hurried around the car, opened their doors quickly and jumped into the seats, slamming the doors behind them. They peered out into the direction that they heard the sounds come from.

“Claire can you crack the window a bit so that we can hear if there are any more noises?” Emily asked.

Claire disabled the child lock on the window and let the window down a quarter of an inch.

“I think we might be able to get away with the window being down a bit more don’t you think?” Emily said sarcastically.

Emily let the window down about half way and the two women sat and listened. A minute passed before they heard another crunch of branches and leaves. And then another, and another. The sounds were getting louder and more frequent.

“Em what the fuck kind of dog is making that much noise?” Claire whispered.

“I don’t know.”

They kept peering out into the forest, waiting to catch a glimpse of the thing responsible for all the noise. What could it possibly be? It had to be huge to make that much racket, it sounded like a giant was coming through the woods.

“We just have to hold out here in the car until the tow truck gets here, it’s gotta be soon, it’s been like 10 minutes already right?” Claire asked desperately.

“It has to be soon,” Emily agreed.

“Times like these are when I wish I had a gun, I would go up to whatever it is out there and blow it away,” Claire declared.

Emily laughed, “You with a gun? I think you would have a better chance of blowing whatever it is away if you sucked its cock.”

Claire nodded in agreement, “I do suck a mean dick.”

As they looked on a shadow began to materialize out of the trees.

“Holy shit! Em what the fuck is that!” Claire screamed.

The figure got bigger and more pronounced as it continued to move out of the forest and into the clearing. The women watched on in horror as the creature walked slowly toward their car. It was at least ten feet tall with thick arms and legs and wide shoulders. Its entire body appeared to be covered in thick black fur. The creature walked carefully upright, cautiously taking in the presence of the new visitors as it approached the car.

Claire and Emily were frozen in terror. They couldn’t move — there was no move to make. If they left the car the thing would undoubtedly chase them. Their pregnant bodies would never be able to outrun this beast. Their best bet would be to stay in the car and lock the doors.

The monster continued its approach slowly and steadily. As it got nearer the women could make out the finer details of its gruesome physique. The monster had a distorted black face with shiny wrinkled skin that looked like leather. Its eyes were red and glowing, no trace of white could be found in them giving the creature a look of demonic possession. Its ears were pointed tips at the top of its head and were made of the same wrinkled black leather as his face.

The beast’s mouth was nothing but a slit where his mouth should be, no lips were visible and he had not yet shown his teeth if he had any.

The girls began to scream hysterically, scrambling for their phones, never taking their eyes off of the monster as it walked steadily toward them.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” screamed Claire as she fumbled with her phone, dialing 911.