RESIDENT EVIL. EXODUS
Story by kringles31
I am disgusted with the lack of horror stories this site has produced in the month of October. And I am her to tell you ….I bring more of the same. Yup with working on the contest story and school I could not get to the scary bits with my RE story yet. I’m afraid I won’t be able to until the rest of my contest story is done that is if I can figger out witch one I am going for.
Any who, this is my resident evil story that I acutely was working on at the end of 2012’ but messed up my arm so stopped working on it along with other stores. I was then motivated to pick it up again when I saw Magick’s RE3 story on her.
The store revolves around Claire Redfield (the most underrated of the main characters).
Spoilers. Big cock, bulge, rape, light gore.
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The night befor the begining.
Claire sits in her chair trying desperately to ignore the man next to her. She does not know his name and has only seen him in these meetings a few times but god after sitting next to him for 5 and a half hours she wanted to staple his mouth shut. He is a much older man who does not look like he is capable of handling anything of importance. Every time someone speaks up to give statistics or an opinion on a matter he would say something or try to finish the lecturer’s sentence as a way to look smart. More often he would be wrong and only showed off his incompetence. Claire would silently chant (shut up, shut up, shut up,) as he would constantly interrupt others with his useless comments and his voice was stinging her ears every time he opened his annoying mouth.
Claire then took a deep breath to calm herself down. Deep down she knows it’s not the old man that’s frustrating her. He’s just an older gentleman who’s living past his prime in a world that’s too fast for him and just wants to feel needed and valued again. It’s really these stupid meetings with different organizations fighting side by side with the same goal in mind, but is always playing tug of war with funds and other resources. Now they're all trying to get money from the UN and everyone wants the biggest piece of the pie. Right now it is between the BSAA (Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance) and Claire Redfield’s organization Terra Save, a human rights group that aids, gives relief, prepares, and sometimes even goes in and rescues victims of bio terrorism.
Finally the agent representing the BSAA calls for a lunch break; a collective groan takes the place of the babbling as everyone gets up to stretch their legs. Claire scoots her seat back to stand, while doing so her very large bulge brushes the underside of the table. She winced like she stubbed her toe as delightful chills run down her spine. The sudden hiss turned heads of the others who have not left the room yet, after understanding the problem they all awkwardly averted their eyes elsewhere. Claire’s face is red, it doesn’t matter how many times something like this happens it’s always embarrassing. No one says anything, it’s no secret around here of what’s living between the legs of the notorious Claire Redfield. Hell it’s almost impossible to be a secret, IT’S JUST TOO HUGE!
Claire stands up grabs her bag and excuses herself. She can feel the eyes on her as she makes her way to the door. Any time her lower half was displayed it was always an entertaining show. As she walks across the room the football sized bulge in the front of her pants would shift around. Almost on cue beads of sweat run down Claire’s face. She knows what they say about her behind her back; she knows how they look at her, and how they stare at it. To some she’s just Claire Redfield but to most she’s a freak. She passes others in the halls, from afar she can hear the snickering and the jokes being made. Some looked at her with amusement as the giant bulge swooshes from side to side with every step. Others thought it was hilarious seeing a pretty young woman with such a giant fat lump bounce around in her tight pants. And of course there are others who have nothing but loathing for the young girl, as if having such a monster attached to her body was of her own choosing.
She was going to fetch some lunch but first things first she had to make a trip to the ladies' room. She finds an empty stall to let the beast out. As much as she hates the staring the thought of all those people looking at her impressive member and that she knew without a doubt she was always the most well hung person in the room did turn her on a bit. Her! A young woman walking around with something that belongs on a zoo animal swinging between her legs. Something that any man would give anything to have was attached to a pretty girl of all things. The bizarreness of it all always did the trick in getting Claire all worked up.
She stands in front of the toilet and undoes the straining button and lets her third leg do the rest. The middle of the overweight snake oozed out
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