A New (Un)Life Part 2
Sorry for the wait. I'm a bit of a procrastinator so....yeah
Anyway here you go sorry if its short but hopefully part 3 will be longer.
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Part 2
After several hours of nonstop running Herst stopped on the side of an empty highway to pause and take a breath (not really because he was dead so therefore didn't need to breathe). Looking behind him Herst saw the faint glow of the Saber-Westfield Labs in the distance. Turning his sights on the highway Herst was slightly confused, "Which way to Ambridge City?" Luckily Herst had access to the media over the 120 years in his hellhole. So he was current in the times, but had never experienced it.
Herst looked up and down the desolate highway no cars in sight and to make matters worse he didn't know which way Ambridge City was. Then there was sunrise which was a few hours away but he needed to find shelter till sunset.
Finally making up his mind Herst turned and began walking down the highway in hope of getting a lift. The open fields of farmland were bathed in moonlight giving everything a ghostly appearance. Suddenly a harsh glare of headlights fell upon Herst. Turning around Herst stuck out his thumb in the international hitchhiker symbol. The Semi passed Herst when it suddenly stopped and began to idle. Without second thought Herst opened the door of the Semi truck. The first thing that hit me was the smell: the cabin of the truck reeked of stale cigarettes, B.O, molding fast food, and sex. "Thanks" said Herst as he hopped up into the passenger seat. "No problem" replied a rather obese pit bull. "So where are ya headed?" Herst looked at the pit bull in disgust, for he was covered in his own filth and smelled like he hadn't bathed in weeks. "Ambridge City" he replied. The pit bull smiled "Perfect cuz that's where I'm going" The pit bull started the truck and pulled away.
30 Minutes Later.........
Herst was gazing out at the passing scenery, he kept glancing at the clock to see how much time he had until the sun rose. To make matters worse: the pit bull was aroused by him. It had started the moment he entered the car. Now it dominated is sense of smell. He could also hear his driver's heartbeat accelerate which meant that the sleaze bag (AKA the pit bull) had an erection. "Hey kid, we're gonna have to stop up ahead 'cuz this old gal needs some gas." the pit bull informed him. Herst said nothing "Thirsty?" asked the pit bull handing him a half filled water bottle. "Thanks" mumbled Herst putting the bottle to his lips, but he didn't drink it. Vampires couldn't eat anything except blood, so Herst just wet his lips but he could still taste the drug the pit bull had slipped in. "He is going to rape me" thought Herst "Better play along"
Acting like you've been drugged is rather easy and the pit bull fell for it, hook line and sinker. Pulling up in a closed down gas station the pit bull stopped the car and turned to face Herst. "Well pretty boy, while we where driving I thought of how you could repay me" grinned the pit bull "W-w-what?" stuttered Herst. In a swift movement the pit bull was on top of Herst. "Now bitch suck daddy off" growled the pit bull, Herst nodded in pretend fear and unbuckled his seatbelt and then reached for the dog's pants. Pulling them down to the dog's ankles Herst turned to look at the dog's tented boxers. "Big boy" whispered Herst sliding the boxers to mid-thigh. The pit bull suddenly grabbed Herst's head and forced it into his crotch.
Herst pulled back slightly and unsheathed his fangs, like a viper poised to strike he moved his face forward and deep-throated the pit bull's cock. "Gah! Oh yessss Fuck!" moaned the pit bull. Herst closed his eyes and bit down on the throbbing dog meat. "FUCK!" screamed the pit-bull as Herst's teeth slowly sunk through the cock, ripping it away from the dog's body. The dog's scream died in his throat as he watched in terror as Herst spat the detached sex organ onto the truck mat. "Thisssss issss why you never pick up strangerssss on the road" hissed Herst. Blood trickled down from the corner's of his mouth, grinning at the pit-bull he attacked the dog.
If anybody had happened to look at the windshield they would've seen the Arterial spray hitting it.
Herst rolled off the dead pit-bull and sat in the passenger seat. Glancing at his handiwork, he sighed and tried to wipe the blood off of his hands.
Suddenly the rear of the cabin shuddered as if someone was pounding on it. Herst put and ear to the wall and heard a faint heartbeat. Looking down he discovered a small door that looked like it led to a small sleeping quarters in the truck. What was most unusual was the padlock on the door, with superhuman vampire strength Herst ripped the padlock off and was shoved back as a tall, lithe black cat sprung out.
To be Continued.........