WARNING: This story is rated XXX due to its violence and sexual content. Of course this entire blog has mature content of explicit sexual nature so get the fuck over it. The story really is scary though. I'd recommend covering your eyes. Oh, right, you wouldn't be able to read the story then. I must admit, I'm a little afraid to even start writing the story its so scary. Okay, get ready. Here it comes. I'm going to start now.
There was this young model named Jane. Well, she was actually in her mid thirties and she wasn't ever a model. In fact, she was quite ordinary looking, but you're welcome to imagine that she was a sexy, young model if that'll make the story any more engaging to you.
Jane was quite the overachiever. An undergraduate degree from Harvard followed by an MBA from Stanford catapulted Jane into the upper echelons of the business world. Head of Bear Sterns M&A devision (pre-crash, ahem) and residing in her penthouse in Trump Tower, one might think Jane had it all by the age of 35. One might be wrong.
Jane never had much success dating. Maybe she'd have gotten so far as first base if she'd considered removing the inch long hairs growing from her nose wart. Such was not the case though and Jane had never had a date last over 2 minutes. Unwilling to let life pass her by any longer, the middle-aged, homely virgin booked a vacation to the Bahamas trusting a fine Jamaican man could relieve her unrelenting yearning that could only be filled by what no woman possesses.
Rebuking conventional resorts such as Club Med or Hedonism, Jane soon arrived in a remote Jamaican village. Much to her dismay, the locals showed no sexual interest whatsoever in our comely businesswoman named Jane. Feeling no love, Jane wandered into the jungle and discovered a small secluded lagoon. So secluded that our 35 year old virgin's inhibitions evaporated, clothing vanished, and naked skin soaked up the afternoon sun. It could have been just like Brooke Shields in Blue Lagoon or Bo Derek in 10 except that it was Jane who might be considered plain on a good day. Ordinary might indeed be a compliment in her case.
The penetrating heat lit a burning carnal lust in Jane as she lay in the shallow water. Eyes closed, Jane furiously rubbed her vagina and swollen clitoris driving her body to orgasm after earth shattering orgasm. Jane's exhausted frame floated limply, lifelessly, completely fatigued from her manual self pleasurement entirely unaware of her surroundings. No sooner did her eyes open than a tremendous grizzly bear pounced on her and mauled her head off. I'm sorry, a bear didn't rip her head off. There was a bear, but it bathed and pranced off without incidence. I was afraid you might be getting a little bored waiting for the scary part of the story. Don't worry though, the scary stuff is coming soon. I promise.
Jane returned to New York City sexually relieved but extremely raw in the genital area after a week of frequent visits to her Love Lagoon. Several years had passed and all seemed normal in Jane's life. Completely normal that is, other than her period. Recently she felt much more painful bloating and even could swear there was movement inside her abdomen like a baby pushing. Jane knew this could not be a fetus inside her. She was sadly still 100% virgin. How could she be carrying a baby when she never had intercourse? It was inconceivable that she could be pregnant. Inconceivable or not, Jane could no longer handle the pain that devastated her body more severely with the arrival of every successive monthly period.
So she waited desperately. Then at the peak of her period, when her menstrual flow was its heaviest and the pressure against her pelvis could push no stronger and that tormenting movement in her abdomen wriggled ceaselessly Jane arrived at her gynecologist office. Jane spread her legs open and put her feet in the cold, hard metal stirrups. The nurse applied a generous layer of lube on Jane's exposed vagina. The doctor slid the speculum all the way into Jane's vagina and slowly turning the instrument's single screw. Each turn of the screw opened the tongs spreading the vaginal canal open ever wider until the doctor could see all the way into the farthest depths of the vagina. Maybe I should stop now. I don't think I can take any more. What is the doctor going to find? Is it a baby? Will Jane be all right?
Without warning, the doctor forces tongs deep inside her vagina then grips the tongs tightly securing his target. The doctor pulls on the tongs with as if he's out at sea struggling to reel in a mighty game fish. His face a beet red, eyebrows furrowed, sweat dripping from his chin, the doctor gives a final heave and flies onto his back. A huge gush of blood squirts out of Jane's violated hole and splashes on the floor. The doctor lies in shock, splattered in blood, clenching the forceps for dear life. Jane instantly focuses on the object struggling in the forceps and feints as she realizes a foot long eel has been living inside her for over two years.
Pretty nasty, eh? Yeah, it was all blood from her menstrual flow, but it's still really gross and scary, right? Apparently Jane had pushed an eel larvae deep inside her vagina while pleasuring herself in the Jamaican lagoon years ago. The tiny eel flourished in the warm moist environment. The eel lay dormant most of each month until Jane's period when the eel gorged itself on her bloody waste. Pretty nasty story I'd say. Makes me squirm whenever I think of it. And I'm a guy.
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