As she hold the wine up to her lips she remembers the blood, all that blood that has been spilt on her account. Bucketfuls, oceanfuls. The wallpaper begins to peel from woods cottage walls and the wainscotting begins to crackle. Is this house falling apart? Was there some kind of geological fault that the house rested upon which had been unsettled by some unseen hot subterranean activity?
Then came the stench. An awful sulfurous stench. By God she thought--maybe the gas pipe had broken, or perhaps the sewer leading out to the tank. It smelled positively like poo poo. She had begun around this time to observe the there was an increase in humidity in the house to go together with the fetid smell. Was it coming out of the drains?
As she perceived this change she saw that the walls were actually pulsating, that is moving back and forth as if driven by some unseen gyro beneath their surface. She reached out to touch what had been her study wall, and as she did so, the wall quickly recoiled!
What is this? Slime then began to discend from tthe top corners of each wall...What was this?
Blood? It smelled of pee pee....
There must have been some leak upstars,,,but as she left the study she was made aware that her foot had been caught up in something organic...something feeling like a rubber hose, but warm...
Looking down it was a green Penis! And it had twisted around her ankle and stood fastened to the hardwood flooring which had itself taken on a brown and green aspect.
She screamed in terror as the penis worked its way up her pantsuit leg...AAAAHHH HOLY FUCK! What tha
She tried to drag herself to the doors, but more penises popped sprouted up from the basement and began spraying her face with cum and pee pee, stinging, binding her in place.
And the door...the door had become itself a mouth..only she was inside of it...and from what she could tell appeared somewhat fishy..somewhat amphibian in nature.
It seemed to smile, as the mouth closed--