Chapter 1 – Sinners Viler than Sewers
A vigilante group has kidnapped a
woman named Vera and treated her like their personal sex doll. Not only have her
limbs have been cut off, but the group has also done experiments on her that allows her
to transform into a monster under certain conditions. She can’t transform now,
but she soon will be able to. Moreover, most of her skin has been replaced with
the skin of her three dead children. She is then thrown into the revolting
expansive sewer system of the technologically advanced city.
“Now you’re a place where you
belong,” one of the vigilantes says as she closes the door to the sewer.
“No! Wait! You can’t leave me down
here!” Vera says as she tries to climb her way back up to the sewer entrance.
Vera finds that it’s a useless effort
to even try to climb her way up even though there are holes in the way she can
use to elevate herself. The covering to the sewer can’t be opened from the
sewer side. This is because no one really goes into the sewers and the sewers
have been quarantined by the city. The sewer has become its own little society
with dangerous people in it. If there’s a problem with the sewer system, a
small repair robot will do the job and go back the way it came where no man
could possibly fit in.
Seeing as how it’s more dangerous for
her to be standing there, Vera starts heading down the sewer. All directions
lead to death as writing on the walls say. Another thing written down on the sewer
wall is, “the only way out is down”. Already there are signs of struggle and
fighting with blood on the floor and walls with some even mixed into the sewer
water. Vera investigates the murky water and sees flesh, limbs, and even a head
in it. She tries her best to ignore it and focus on her survival.
She opens a door she feels comfortable
with and walks into something or rather someone. It’s a millipede-like man with
no eyes except for the single red eye that’s in his mouth. He’s mostly covered
in darkness, but parts of his body and face are visible. Startled by the insect
man, Vera backs away hoping that her new ability will kick in soon.
“Ah. There’s a new foul soul in the
sewers and it’s a woman. Most don’t last long here,” the man says in a deep
voice.
“My soul isn’t foul. I don’t belong
here!”
“That’s what a lot of people say,
but there’s nothing you can do about it now.”
“Can you help me get out of here?”
“I only can give you advice and
information.”
“That’s it?”
“It’s either that or a quick death.
What’s your choice?”
“…Tell me what I need to know.”
“There’s only one way out and that
way is down. That is just a theory, of course. Very few have reached the bottom
of the sewer and even fewer are known to have survived. You might also take a
liking to the sewer’s society and never want to leave.”
“I’m not going to be like the scum
in the sewer!”
“That’s what Melissa here thought.
Do you want to hear her thoughts now?”
A face on the man’s body is in view
that’s stitched on his millipede body. A woman’s face screams out in pain. Vera
backs away as the man laughs.
“Who are you?!”
“My name is Susurro, the Whisperer
of the Sewers. Before I go, you should know that I’ll always be nearby should
you meet a terrible fate. Welcome to the sewers, human filth. Hahaha!”
Susurro disappears with the sound
of a train because of his large size. Once everything becomes quiet, Vera moves
on through the door she opened. The place where Susurro was has large holes in
it. Peering through the holes allows her to see into the other rooms, which gives
her the impression that she would’ve walked into him no matter which door she
picked. Moving on, she makes her way through the muck, trash, and human waste while
her body manages to stay relatively clean. The stench of the entire place is unbearable,
and the smell of rotting corpses is mixed with the waste so that the two are
nearly indistinguishable.
It doesn’t take Vera long to come
across traps in the dungeon that are clearly meant to capture, kill, or incapacitate
her. A woman in the distance triggers a trap and screams while trying to free
herself from it before the trap drags her down a tight dark hole. Vera checks
this hole and only hears the sounds of struggling, screaming, laughter, and
violence from it. She keeps moving forward and unfortunately for her, one of
the sewer grates breaks and she is plunged into the murky waters. Underneath
the water are snares that restrain her arms, legs, and body. The sewer waters
drop her off in a location where she is caught by the sewer’s inhabitants.
“We have another fresh catch boys
and girls!”
“Let go of me! You’ll regret it if
you don’t!”
“Oh, really?”
Vera is kicked in the face then repeatedly
stomped on.
“What are you going to do little
girl?”
“Come on and fight us!”
“Do something!”
“If you don’t do anything, I’m
going to make you my personal wall decoration!”
Vera tries to activate her ability
to no avail. No matter how she tries to will it to activate, nothing happens as
she slowly begins to give up hope.
“That’s what I thought. Bring her
to the den.”
Vera is carried like a captured
animal by two of the reprobates. She can hear other people being caught in other
nearby areas. These people sound like they’re being beaten like her while
others sound like they’re already being taken advantage of. The reprobates enter
the den with Vera. The den itself is a place of sexual degeneracy of all kinds
with both men and women sold as their products who present themselves on stage
or in the den. They are sold and taken away or used on the spot. Some are even
killed, tortured, or both for the pleasure of the buyer. There are people stuck
in the walls without their limbs to be used as products, toilets, or whatever
the customers please.
The others that are taken along
with her are taken to areas of the den to be “processed” and groomed to be
sold. There are, however, some customers who just buy the new products when
they see them. Vera is one of these as a man buys her and takes her to a room.
There she is forced upon the man.
“Get away from me! Stop!” Vera
pleads.
“You’ll get used to it soon. I’ll
use you as many times as I want until I want to throw you away then you’ll miss
me.”
As Vera is being used, a feeling
begins welling up inside her. Her fear and panic turn to ecstasy and a longing
for violence.
“Yes! Yes!” she says as she begins
to lose her mind.
Where her genitalia once was, there
is now a mouth that chews at the man’s genitalia and everything around it as he
screams in pain. Vera breaks from her restraints and is now the one holding him
down as her mouths eat him.
“I thought you wanted this. Go
ahead and try to use me. I want you to try!” Vera says as she begins to
transform.
Her eyes become mouths while her
mouth grows a singular large eye in it. An extra set of teeth grow on her
cheeks, her breasts become their own mouths that have tendrils in them for
grabbing, and her arms become scythe-like blades. Her mouth on her lower half
is the only thing to remain relatively the same as her legs are elongated. Once
fully transformed, Vera cuts up what’s left of the man before breaking out of
the room. She shocks everyone and brings everything to a halt as they look at
her with the man’s flesh and blood falling out of her mouths.
“So much ecstasy…so many people.
Come to me and fulfill my desires!” Vera says in a distorted voice.
The guards of the den start to
transform and attack Vera as the customers run away with their products. The people
forced to be here run away as well while others find a place to hide. With her
transformation, Vera tears through the guards and whoever else she comes across.
No one is safe from her ecstasy-filled massacre as heads, bodies, and all kinds
of limbs fly around and cover the walls of this decrepit den. With each kill,
with each slice of flesh, Vera grows stronger and more aggressive along with
her appetite for violence. Once everybody in the nearby area is eviscerated,
she can calm down and transform back to normal.
“What…what did I do?” Vera says.
Vera looks at the carnage she’s
unleashed and feels a sense of shame, but also a sense of power and pride. Her
hands shake and her body feels strange as it feels a craving to cause another
massacre. She runs out of the den and deeper into the sewers to get rid of this
feeling. Meanwhile, one of the survivors is caught by a woman like her.
“What’s that you say? Another woman
like me?” she asks.
“Ye-yeah! Now let me go!”
The woman lets go of the survivor and
turns in the direction of where Vera is supposed to be. She plays with her
barbed wire hair as she smiles.
“The things we can accomplish
together. I can’t wait to meet her.”
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