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FEMA had just taken the last two people in his house, they knew he was unsafe without them yet they shoved him to the ground to get to the people staying in his house. They just took them leaving him home alone, the panic started to set in. He was alone and had no way to defend himself against that thing. It had taken down a whole squad of FEMA officers and an entire unit of soldiers. Now it displayed parts of the torn apart bodies around the windows of his house maybe as a warning, perhaps a promise. It made it clear that as soon as he was alone it was going to hurt him.
Fuck.
The eerie silence in the house was so loud in his ears, the loud ringing was soon accompanied by the beating of his own heart getting louder and louder. He was so fucked, his breathing sped up and his hands started to sweat. He looked for his gun frantically before anything could happen to him. What was he going to do, as soon as that pale bastard comes back he’s as good as dead. His eyes meet his gun and he quickly snatches it, sweaty palms wrap around the barrel and handle as he pulls it close to his chest. The hauntingly quiet house is then interrupted by distant scraping along the outside of the house, it travels around until it stops at the front of the house and the door is beaten with three loud knocks.
He approaches the door slowly hoping it doesn't hear him as he peers through the peep hole.
“Hey there!”
He was eye to eye with the Intruder. The shock made him gasp and step back, the intruder just laughed. “How are you holding up in that biiggg house of yours? You’re not alone are you?” he continued to laugh and showed his white teeth through the hole. It giggled at him as if he just said a bad joke and not like it was here to end his life, he gripped his gun harder and its as if the Intruder could see him. “Despair gives courage to the coward, yes?” It giggles again “Your little gun isn't going to do much and you still haven’t answered my question.”
Fear made it difficult to speak but he managed to squeak out “N-no I’m not alone.” His shallow breathing quickened waiting for the creature's response and yet again it just laughed. “I know you're alone, I just wanted to see if you would lie to me.” He could hear its bones crack and pop as it got closer to the door. “I’ll just let myself in.” A loud bag rang through the house as the door struggled to stay on its hinges, the intruded gave it another push and the bottom of the door started to give out, on hit three the entire door fell down with a slam and it ducked its head under the door frame and walked inside.
“Nice house you got here! Shame it has to end like this, it's pretty cozy.” It put its hands together in front of its body and smiled. It just stood there waiting for him to move but he was frozen his gun was firmly in his grasp yet he couldn’t raise it at the intruder. Fear paralysed him, for a while they were at a stand still until the creature finally moved, only bending its upper body towards the home owner, its eyes remained unblinking and its smile stayed just as wide.”My my, Anyone else would have ran by now! You should have at least taken a shot at this close range.”
It leaned in even closer somehow extending its neck which let out a gross pop as it did so. “Fear smells good on you, you know?” Its arm reached forward and grabbed the homeowners wrist, the gun slipped out of his hand as he was lifted in the air just by his arm. “Delicious!”
He hung there waiting for it to snap his arms and leave him to die or something but it just held him dangling a few feet above the ground “They told me this would be our last meeting but gave me no further instruction and I’d hate to repeat myself you smell…” It brought the homeowner closer, lifting him higher until the Intruders nose met his armpit. “...Delicious, now why don’t you let me enjoy the smell of your fear, yes?” It dropped him to the floor and finally he was free from the paralysing panic, he shuffled quickly along the floor trying to stand up to get away. The moment he was upright again he felt a hand around his ankle and was dragged to the floor again, his head collided with the floor blurring his vision. He struggled trying to get his leg loose from its grip which only caused it to impossibly tighten its hand.
“Oh did I scare you? You’re not getting away that easily. Come on, put up a fight.” The homeowner kicked with his other leg and the intruder just laughed in his face. No matter how much force he used it was useless even his steel toed boots didn’t do anything to the creature pining him down. Quickly it grew bored of the flailing from the homeowner and crushed his ankle with the hand he had him held down by. “Stay still” for the first time its smile had dropped, it stared at him with a blank expression expecting him to stop struggling after it had broken his leg. The homeowner tried to lie as still as possible to prevent it from harming him any more, now he knew what trying to run got him.
“Oh so good dear!” It teased as it tugged on his arm again. Its smile appeared again and it towered over him only to start sniffing his clothes. “You smell sweet darling” the pet names had the homeowner repulsed, he knew this meant it wanted to have its way with him. Now its hands were gentle, pawing up his chest and kneading the flesh through his sweater. Its big hands made its way under his arms feeling the heat and damp radiating from the sweater's wool “Wow, so wet for me..” It giggled at its own joke. The gentleness was short lived as it reached for the collar of his sweater and teared it, taking his shirt with it too.
As quick as it teared his clothes it ducked down and licked up his armpit with its rough tongue. The intruder lapped at his armpit like a dog, drinking up all the sticky sweat and tasting the sourness on its tongue. Once the taste had faded it got up and picked him up like a doll, one hand worked on pulling down its tight pants while the other kept him dangling in the air again. The other hand returned to his chest, one hand holding his upper arm the other around his ribcage on the opposite side when it had freed itself from its pants. It positioned itself so that the tip made contact with where his arm folded and pushed forward, Its hands making sure his arm stayed as close to his body as possible making a tight little slit for him to pump in and out of. It was almost frictionless with the mix of sweat and spit in his armpit, the intruder kept its hips almost still as it dragged the homeowner backwards and forwards onto its cock.
The homeowner could hear it making comments about how it felt and how rough the hair there was but with the already existing head trauma and the constant shaking he grew dizzy. It only got more rough as it made a strained noise and its flared ribs expanded as it took in deep breaths. Then it stopped. He could feel something dripping down both his back and arm before he was dropped on the floor and brought back into the front of his mind. He could see it zipping up his pants from his blurred vision before it waved and exited the broken down door.
“Until next time”