Double Vision

I still don't own Bill Moseley or any of his characters although I plan to someday...The story gets extremely graphic at this point. Contains rape, cannibalism, gore, violence, and hints at incest. Do not read on if you are easily offended by Otis's hobbies...
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We drove down the dusty road back home. It was an uncomfortable silence for awhile until ChopTop opened his mouth again. "So what's there to do out here?"

"Hunt rabbits." I answered absently as I gazed out the window. Baby's peels of laughter finally brought a grin to my face as well. I looked over expecting to see the scrawny ghoul confused but instead he was still smiling.

Now I had the look of confusion. "Sounds like fun, I love to hunt "rabbits". He emphasized the last word if he was onto our phrase. I looked at Baby after a moment and found her looking at me. With a shrug of her shoulders she returned her gaze to the road.

We were finally back home. The smell of the food was making my stomach hurt. I had gone too long without eating. Mama was hanging out the wash. As I was grabbing the bags of food I caught R.J. out of the corner of my eye sitting in the shade of the house. I waited for the weird hippy booger to get out of my way and headed over to my companion. We waited wordlessly until everyone had gone into the house. I looked up at him and he ran his fingers down the side of my face. Volumes were exchanged in that moment. He threw his head toward the front door. "I dunno. Some weirdo we found down at Cutter's." I handed him a bag of chicken. Another fucker who could eat chicken every day.

His brow furrowed. "Why did you bring it back?" Rufus's eyes left my face and scanned the door.

"Because for some fucking reason Baby and Cutter like him." I sighed as I leaned against the wall. I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at Rufus. Fuck, we had only been apart a day or so and I missed him. He snorted and shook his head. "Yeah, my thoughts exactly."

"Will it be a problem?" Dear R.J., always the brood-hen.

"Nah, it's cool, I guess." He pulled me close to his body. He always seemed to smell like a car. Oil, leather, and something else. Something I couldn't quite place but it sent my mind into a spasmic fit. Not really a bad smell but one of those you just can't place.

He massaged my neck. "You have company."

"Wha?" I needed some TLC and you have to remind me that ghoul is hanging out in the house? You fuckhead!

"No, I brought you some presents from the kennel." It was as if he read my mind.

"He seems like a sick bitch, well we'll just have to find out, now won't we?" I moved from his touch. I could never stay there long because if I did I would get lost in it. I have to have independence and freedom, it's just who I am.

"Tonight?" It was actually a demand only wrapped as a question. I smiled
and walked away until I felt his eyes burning into my back. I turned to face him and nodded coyly. It was among the crunch of the gravel and dead grass that I could hear him sigh. It brought a smile to my face. The smile only widened when I heard the first peel of screams coming from my room.

I entered the house all excited to get up to the room. ""Otis! Where in Sam Hell do you think yer goin'?" Damn it...Mama. I turned around slowly. "You haven't ate anythin'in days." Good point. "You're not gonna go play until you eat somethin'." How old am I and she still treats me like a child. Oh well, it was nice to have somebody care. I ate the spaghetti too fast and gulped down some milk. I knew that I would regret it in about an hour if my body was feeling pissy. After hurrying with my meal and awaiting the minutes that ticked by like hours. I raced upstairs.

The next thing I found shocked me. I swung open my door only to find ChopTop straddling a cheerleader and slicing up her pretty little face. Baby was hopping up and down and clapping in the excitement of it all. I was stunned, that was usually me! The fucker was doing my thing in my room! "Otis! Check him out! He was a good find!" Her face was positively gleaming with joy. The scrawny fucker had just peeled this girl's face from temple to jaw along the right side. He was clutching her jaw in his hand. Her exhaustion betrayed her body and she didn't even have the energy to scream. She could only whimper. Fuck I was getting hard.

Baby ran up to me and kissed me on the mouth. She rubbed her body up against mine. Now I am a man. A woman rubbing on a man causes certain things despite any other moral problems you have with the situation. She was just happy to see and wanted to be lovey. I had to step away from her as I felt the first pangs of my cock against my jeans. The blood across that girl's white skin and watching her breathe her last just sent me into bliss. I ran my hand through my hair stopping to grab some of it. Maybe the sensation would distract me long enough to realize that a stranger was in my house, in my room no less, and was chopping up my toys! The idea infuriated me but at the same time the imagery was too arousing. I had to do something about it. Baby kissed me again more fervently this time. What the hell was her deal? Fuck, she wasn't helping this at all. I had to take care of my throbbing cock. So my options were to go find R.J. right-fucking-now or to try to get the corpse-in-the-making from ChopTop. "Come on, I know you want her." Baby whispered in my ear. Fuck, her hot breath was driving me crazy. It was then that I made my move.

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