Mr Ugly (closed for HottieKatie)

[adamzapple]

Mr Ugly.​

The only way to prove a theory was to test it.

Professor Kei stood alone in the deserted laboratory and looked thoughtfully at the curious creature in the crude wooden crate before him. Outside, night was falling, inside, shadows spread from the corners of the large, modern laboratory. The high-ceilinged room was lit only by lonely pools of light from isolated work stations.

For three days the creature had defied all the attempts of the scientists and professors to classify it. “Species Unknown” was printed in stark black capital letters on a card fixed to the front of the crate.

The creature had been captured in a remote highland province and conveyed to the city where the scientists had sedated it and confined it in the crate inside the lab. But now Professor Kei was beginning to suspect that he knew what it was.

The possibility that he alone of all his learned colleagues might have guessed the truth about the creature’s origins filled him with a smug sense of satisfaction. If he was right his revelations would be a sensation, he would be rich, world famous, the renowned Professor Kei.

Inside the crate the creature was finally beginning to recover from the heavy sedation it had been given. Its eyes were now open and sometimes the wooden slats creaked softly as the creature slowly stirred inside.

Professor Kei nodded approvingly as he noted the creature’s slow awakening. Tonight he would begin his test to prove his theory. Everything was in place, all the necessary arrangements had been made.

He squatted before the crate and studied the creature through the gaps between the wooden slats. Such an ugly, curious thing, but fascinating, a marvel, a wonder.
“We all have a role, a purpose, in life,” he mused, “perhaps tonight we will begin to discover your secrets, too.”

Smiling to himself he felt a thrill of anticipation as his gaze wandered over the creature’s many tentacles. Soon all would be revealed, he was quite confident that his theory was correct, that he would soon achieve the acclaim that was rightfully his.

Professor Kei whistled absently as crossed the laboratory a few minutes later. Time was passing. He had arranged for a young, female lab-technician to work nights there and record any relevant observations that she noted, any changes in the creature’s behaviour and demeanour.

In every scientific endeavour it was always necessary to prove one’s theories. Sometimes sacrifices had to be made, but what could one do? His job was the advancement of knowledge and understanding and lab-technicians were plentiful.

Professor Kei paused at the door before he left the laboratory and looked back at the crate that held the creature. It bulked large inside the confines of the crate. Its tentacles stirred restlessly from time to time as the creature woke from sedation. The tentacles moved with an hypnotic and sensuous motion. Like a nest of sleeping snakes, he thought, as he stepped out into the corridor and closed the door.

 

[HottieKatie]

Another night at the lab.

Sumiko hated night shifts, but as she was the trainee, she often had to deal with nights there. At first, she had found it so difficult not to fall asleep every 5 minutes. But some coffee and a book used to help her.

Quickly, Sumiko was ready to start working. Not the best job in world, but it was something. And it was quite easy: she just had to check on that monster and write down anything interesting he might do in the next 8 hours.

She was a bit scared of the thing, but they had assured her he wasn't violent. He didn't seem like it, really. He looked quite sleepy in fact.

"Hello, Mr Ugly," Sumiko liked talking to it, although he wouldn't answer, or understand her. But talking to him made her feel less lonely. "I hope we get on well", she said as she san on her working station and turned on her computer.

"I hope you don't mind my calling you Mr Ugly," she asked him, sipping from her coffee again. "That's just a name, ok?"

It really was an ugly thing, but Sumiko felt a bit sorry for him. Caged in that crater, not ale to move, being experimented on... But she wasn't there to judge the lab, she was there just to do her job.

So she looked at the creature now and then and started describing its movements.

 

[adamzapple]

The creature rested motionless inside the wooden crate. It stared with large, dark eyes at the new, unfamiliar world in which it found itself.

Its senses were only gradually recovering from the effects of heavy sedation but it was aware almost immediately of the strange, alien scents of the laboratory.

It was a creature of the wild, of remote forests and lonely lakes, its familiar haunts were the secret, still places of the world, the lonely places where it moved unseen and unsuspected.

Its usually acute senses had been dulled by the sedative, when it tested the air it found no trace of soil or forest floor or leaves or trees. There was no breeze, no sounds.

It bulked large inside the crate, confined in constricting, unfamiliar circumstances, even its tentacles refused to respond, moving only slowly and heavily.

Yet, little by little, its senses detected one, familiar scent in the air, vague and tantalising, a scent that was stored deep within its race memories. It was the scent of a young female of breeding age.

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When he left the laboratory Professor Kei went quickly to his office next door. He was only just in time, a moment later he heard the smart click-click of high heels as the lab-technician Sumiko hurried by his closed door on her way to work.

Professor Kei sat at his desk and looked at the bank of monitors arrayed before him. Hidden cameras installed inside the laboratory enabled him to see everything that went on inside. He looked approvingly at Sumiko's ripe young figure as she entered the lab and smoothed her short skirt before she sat down at her workstation.

Indulging his lecherous, voyeuristic nature, Professor Kei let his gaze linger on the front of Sumiko's well-filled blouse before lowering his gaze to her long, shapely legs.

She was perfect for his needs, young and ripe and unsuspecting. If his theory about the creature was correct he was sure that it was only a matter of time before the creature revealed its true nature.

Using another monitor he studied the creature. Its eyes were open. Its tentacles stirred fitfully. It might take a few days yet for the sedative to be gone completely from its primitive system but he could already detect signs of the creature's slow awakening.

Smiling unpleasantly to himself, Professor Kei settled down to watch what would develop as Sumiko's first night shift began. Every time he looked at the creature then looked appraisingly at Sumiko he felt his sense of anticipation increase.

 

[HottieKatie]

After an hour working on her desk, Sumiko decided to go for a little walk around the lab for some minutes, to give some rest to her sight and stretch her legs a bit.

She walked around the dark room, among the work stations and stopped at a large screen. It was taller than her, about 6 feet high, when she was 5 feet and 2 inches, although in her high heels she looked 1 or 2 inches taller. She wondered why they would need such a bit screen, she might ask professor Kei some time. For a while, Sumiko stood still in front of it, looking at her reflection. She could see her figure quite clearly, and wondered for the first time, if she had chosen the best outfit for the occasion. It was not too daring, but there was quite a lot of skin not covered. Her short skirt let nothing to imagination and her long smooth legs would be a present for any guy's sight.

"I'm so lucky you're not human, Mr Ugly. Or I might be in some trouble," she spoke aloud.

Before going back to her desk, she gave a quick look to her cleavage. That was alright. Her D-size breasts were well hidden inside her shirt, although the buttons in the middle were a bit tight for the pressure inside.

After 5 minutes she sat back on her chair and looked at the creature. Nothing had changed. It was still in the crate, moving its tentacles now and then, slowly and clumsily, as if it was sleepy or drunk. Sumiko was a bit sad for it. She knew that for the sake of knowledge, sometimes animals and creatures had to be held like that. However, she felt bad, not liking to see the poor thing restrained like that.

"They could have made a bigger cage, don't you think, Mr Ugly? You could be walking around a little," she mentioned in a bitter tone.

Resigned, she went back to her computer, and went on typing.

 

[adamzapple]

Professor Kei was a gifted, but devious, professional. He was born in the high remote provinces of the south, a strange, haunted landscape, where many of the people still talked in awestruck whispers of old legends and myths.

As a young man he had heard many stories that seemed to describe the very creature that was now imprisoned inside the laboratory. Now he watched the close-circuit television monitors with an eager, hungry light in his dark eyes as Sumiko moved about the silent laboratory.

There was no doubt that the innocent, young lab-technician had a body that was ripe and made for pleasure; her large, firm, breasts, her slender, coltish legs. He felt a familiar bulge forming beneath his lab coat as he thought about the barely hidden delights between her tender thighs.

As his erection stiffened he turned his thoughts to the creature which was still showing signs of the strong sedative they had administered. The Professor's mind was very acute, part of his success was based on his trust in his own intuition.

He had been remembering all the tales he had heard in his youth about tentacled creatures who were supposed to prey on vulnerable young women. Fact or fiction? he had never been quite sure. If true, he had always wondered how such a gross, unpleasant looking creature had been able to successfully seduce its victims other than taking them by brute, animal force?

But now he was forming a new idea. Pheromones, he wondered? Sex pheromones. Why not? It was certainly possible. As a scientist he was aware that many primitive organisms relied on the release of sexual pheromones to attract and arouse a suitable mate. Why not the creature?

Even drugged the creature might still respond to the presence of Sumiko. Its pheromones would be released, a chemical reaction, a subtle scent that would permeate the air and work on the senses of the innocent, unsuspecting young woman.

Professor Kei felt his anticipation growing as he studied Sumiko. Yes, she was certainly very desirable, he wanted her himself, but naturally, in the name of science, he was prepared to forfeit his own satisfaction. If the creature wanted her he would be the last person to stand in its way.

 

[HottieKatie]

After the second hour of working at her computer, Sumiko's mobile phone reminded her to take a little break. She stopped the alarm clock and got up.

Again, she wandered around the room, but this time, she stopped at the cage imprisoning the creature.

Sumiko made sure she was far enough so that its tentacle's wouldn't reach her. And she stood there, silent, for some minutes.

The creature was amazing. Some might call it a monster, but there was something that made Sumiko like it. Maybe it was its glistening and smooth dark skin. Or its delicate movements of its limbs. It was mesmerising.

After a while, she could hear her mobile phone calling her back to work. Break time was over. But instead of going back to her table, an inevitable force within her was slowly pushing her towards the crate. One delicate step after the other.

What was it that was so alluring? Sumiko couldn't tell. She had only thoughts about the creature in front of her. She wanted to be closer to it, run her fingers along its skin and feel it.

Still far away from the cage, one of its tentacles lingered in front of her face. It seemed it was more alive than its other tentacles, that were still sleepy. Sumiko raised her hand to touch it. She caressed the black skin. It was not what she had imagined. She thought it would be rough and cold. But it was warm and slippery, it was covered in some kind of fluid.

Sumiko thought she should be scared and nauseous. But instead she felt enticed to walk forward. When she touched the tentacle a shiver of pleasure she had never felt before run down her spine. And she wanted more.

 

[adamzapple]

Professor Kei had been almost dozing in front of the monitors when he saw Sumiko stroll closer to the wooden crate. He was instantly awake as he watched the attractive young woman hesitantly approach the creature's makeshift prison.

Such a sweet young woman, he thought, her body was made for the bedroom, for carnal pleasures. The alluring way she moved her hips, the gentle sway of her large breasts.

At any other time he would have wanted her for himself. She was innocent and voluptuous. He could imagine the soft, pliant texture of her firm, young skin, the undiscovered passions waiting to be released. With a sly, predatory smile, he slipped his hand inside the front of his lab coat where his recently re-awakened erection was once again beginning to strain.

It was almost a shame he had to give her to the creature, an offering, an unsuspecting sacrifice, but science was his life; one couldn't stand in the way of progress.

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Inside the flimsy crate the creature stirred sluggishly. It shifted its great body and the wooden slats creaked softly.

Although still sedated the creature was aware of the scent of a young woman nearby. Its acute senses detected her presence although in its drugged state its large eyes were still unfocussed and virtually useless.

The creature was the product of centuries of evolution. It existed for only one purpose. Its sole motivation, its single, driving directive, was to indulge its lustful animal passions with human females of breeding age.

Still fighting the effects of the strong sedative, the creature raised one, sinuous tentacle in the direction of the young woman. Its movements were hindered by the slats of the wooden crate but by chance it succeeded in slipping the tip of one tentacle between the wooden bars that restrained it.

It shuddered as it felt Sumiko's first, hesitant touch. The tentacle writhed gently, long and powerfully muscled, it flexed like the body of a serpent.

The presence of the creature's prey triggered its natural responses. Up close, its keen senses detected the intimate aromas Sumiko unwittingly released, as the creatures sexual pheromones subtly aroused the young womans awakening sexual desires.

In response to her caress a clear, lubricating fluid began to ooze from the fleshy tip of its raised tentacle. Sensing that Sumiko cautiously welcomed its advances the fleshy tip stretched and opened like a dark iris as one of the creature's thick and swollen sexual organs eased slowly from the sheath of the tentacle until it was fully exposed.

The only sound in the laboratory was Sumiko's excited breathing as the bloated, glistening sexual organ began to slide slowly and smoothly in and out of the raised tentacle.

 

[HottieKatie]

The movement of the tentacle in front of her was tantalizing. Sumiko saw it shiver like her body did, and felt the instant connection. It was like a captivating serpent calling for her.

The more she caressed the creature's limb, more fluid appeared on its tip, bathing all of its skin as it run down.

It took Sumiko quite some time to understand what she was touching. As the sexual organ of the creature eased out of its skinned cover, Sumiko felt a whirl of thoughts.

When she realized what she was touching, she immediately removed her hand, a bit disgusted. She had never touched a human penis, she had never been too interested in sex. But inside her, she felt the creature's sadness as she removed her hand. It was like it could share his feelings with her. She didn't know how, but soon hr hand was around the fleshy thing again. Something deep inside of her moved her forward, and as much as she wanted to resist, she couldn't. What was happening to her?

But as soon as she touched the creature again, a wave of pleasure invaded her. Again, she felt it coming from the outside, from the creature. Although part of it seemed to come from herself.

"You like it, Mr Ugly, right?" she heard herself ask the monster.

Soon, Sumiko found herself stroking the organ of the caged creature. She had never done a thing like that, as she wondered why she was doing it, but it felt good. Somehow she was liking to be pleasing the creature, making it feel comfortable.

With every move of her wrist, the organ she was wrapping shivered, and her body did so too. She started to feel an unknown warmth between her legs.

Sumiko couldn't understand what was happening. It was like her mind had been invaded by another mind. It was strange and scary; but it felt good at the same time.

 

[adamzapple]

Professor Kei leaned closer to the closed-circuit TV monitor in his office, fascinated and aroused by the events taking place in the laboratory.

He was seeing for the first time a demonstration of the proof of his theory, irrefutable evidence of the creature’s ability to ‘chemically’ seduce its prey through the use of its sexual pheremones.

He watched breathlessly as the young, shy and innocent lab assistant overcame her natural reserve and began to interact with the captive creature.

Innocent or not, there was no doubt in his mind that on some deep level Sumiko knew exactly and instinctively what she was doing as she hesitantly pleasured the creature.

He wondered at the nature of the thoughts that were now going through her mind. He marveled at the power of the creature that even heavily sedated it could influence the young woman and seduce her to the extent that she would willingly participate in the obscene act she was now performing.

He watched enviously as Sumiko tentatively masturbated the creature. He saw how her face was flushed, that she was enthralled and captivated by what she was doing. There was a blissful, dream-like expression on her face. Her lips were slightly parted.

They were bonding, he realised with rising excitement. He was witnessing what might be called the creature’s courtship ritual. Even drugged it was actively seducing the young woman, taking the first instinctive steps towards making her its plaything, planting the seeds of desire which would bring her back night after night, ever more eager to submit to the creature’s base animal advances.

It would be an interesting experiment one of these nights to confront her when she’d finished her night shift. Not to let on that he knew what she’d been doing but simply to stop her and engage her in a general way; how was she? was she enjoying her work?

Yes, the professor thought, and see for himself at first hand her reaction to his questions. Perhaps even discover if the creature’s influence continued when she was no longer in its presence.

Breathing harder, Professor Kei quickly unfastened his lab coat and fumbled to release his eager, throbbing cock from his trousers.

 

[adamzapple]

The creature shuddered as it felt the female’s touch. It could sense her uncertainty but its instincts told it that she was not unwilling, that she was slowly succumbing to its power and needs.

Its powerful senses detected her accelerating heart-beat, the rise in her body temperature, the excited sound of her breathing. It was still more acutely aware of her growing arousal, of the powerful scent of her sexual arousal as her young body subtly responded to its influence.

On some base level it understood that her mind and her body were slowly opening themselves to its advances. That she would slowly succumb to the creatures most basic need; its powerful, driving desire to couple with a young female of breeding age.

It found that there was little resistance to overcome, that her mind was interested and enquiring, that even though hesitant and inexperienced, she was susceptible to its advances. It delighted in the exploring touch of her hand and its single, exposed sexual organ began to thrust faster and harder in and out of the tentacle.

The creature struggled to resist the effect of the sedative that still coursed through its veins. It moved its other tentacles slowly but without strength or co-ordination.

The closeness of the young female and the intoxicating scent of her increasing arousal was like a drug to it. The exposed sexual organ thrust wet and glistening, running with its thick, lubricating fluid as the creature’s excitement and agitation increased.

It knew from experience that she would return, that she would submit and succumb and welcome its advances. It would take its own pleasure and slake its own animal lusts while seducing her and pleasuring her, transporting her to unimagined heights of passion and desire. In time she would willingly become its prey. She would writhe naked in its tentacles.

The organ thrust faster, moving in and out of the sheath of the tentacle with a smooth, hypnotic motion. Its great, swollen head began to thicken and swell. The thick, veined shaft stiffened and the whole, sinuous length of the raised tentacle jerked as the creature ejaculated.

Thick gouts of the creature’s white seed exploded from the swollen tip of its obscenely thrusting organ. Its seed was hot and spattered wetly all around. Again and again the creature ejaculated and more seed spurted thickly from the huge, bloated organ. It spilled over and ran thick and dribbling down the throbbing length of the rigid shaft.

 

[HottieKatie]

Suddenly the bell indicating the shift change sounded, and Sumiko was woken up from her trance. Her hand still around the monster's cock was covered with the sticky fluid it has released on its orgasm. Sumiko opened her hand and the still throbbing shaft hit the floor. The girl, bewildered of what had just happened, quickly went to her working station and run away. She didn't care about cleaning her hand or turning off the computer. She just wanted to get out of the lab.

When she got home, Sumiko sat on her sofa, and for a while she just focused on calming down, getting her heart to pounding normally. Then, staring at her glistening right hand, she recalled the whole situation again. She felt dirty, having that creature's cum on her skin. But she was also flattered. She had never got anybody to orgasm, not even herself. At that thought, she felt again that unknown itch between her thighs.

"No!" she shouted at herself. "That is so nasty!"

She quickly began to undress and headed to the bathroom, to have the longest and most intense shower ever. She scrubbed every inch if her skin to get away any trace of what had just happened while the cold water run down her body and carried away all the memories of the creature.

Later, she had a mild lunch and went to bed, needing to rest for her next shift.

She thought for a while not coming back to the lab, not wanting to be alone again with the creature, hut she needed the job. So she just calmed down and promised herself not to get up from her working chair. That way, nothing could happen.

She dreamed of the creature. It's cock spurt again and again, spattering her skin and the nightgown Sumiko was wearing in her dream too. When she woke up, she was covered in sweat, and her panties were very wet from the inside. She threw all the clothes into the washing machine and had another cold shower.

Going into the lab was a very difficult task. She stood still for a while in front of the door, until she gathered her strength to go in. Inside, she didn't take any other look at the creature, she went directly to her computer and began working. It was going to be difficult, as at some point she would have to start looking at it and noting down its movements and reactions.

 

[adamzapple]

Professor Kei stood just inside his open doorway and watched with interest when Sumiko arrived for her second night shift at the laboratory.

He'd watched the video-tape of the events of the previous night again and again, fascinated at the degree of intimacy exhibited between Sumiko and the creature, excited by the relative ease with which the creature had been able to influence Sumiko's actions.

With effortless ease the creature had begun to corrupt the innocent, young technician, and Kei guessed that now Sumiko had succumbed once to its insatiable needs the attractive young woman would find it increasingly difficult to resist the aching hunger that would slowly but surely consume her.

Kei was confident now that his theory was correct, that the creature released sexual pheremones that Sumiko was almost powerless to resist. His eyes were bright with interest as he stood in concealment and watched Sumiko as she hesitated before entering the laboratory.

He could almost sense her dilemma; naturally, part of her rebelled at what she'd done with the creature, she was appalled at her own behaviour, and yet another, unsuspected, wanton side of her nature, found it helpless to resist the temptations the creature offered.

So, would she enter the laboratory or would she run away? He saw her hesitate. Even now her attractive face was flushed. Then he saw her draw herself up as she took a deep, determined breath before she turned the handle and stepped into the deserted laboratory.

She succumbs, Professor Kei thought with delight. Already, she succumbs. Poor girl, her body is already reacting to the presence of the creature, to its sexual pheremones, if she resisted the urges she felt tonight, the Professor would be very much surprised.

Smiling with anticipation Kei went to his desk and turned on the monitors that showed him multiple views of the laboratory. First, he checked the creature still confined in its flimsy cage and still under the influence of the heavy sedative they had administered. It was motionless, its tentacles coiled loosely all around it.

Then, with growing interest, Kei looked at the monitors that showed Sumiko busily at work at her terminal. He could only wonder at the nature of the thoughts now going through her mind. So young and so pretty, so fresh and innocent, with her ripe, young body, and perhaps even now, inwardly tormented by unfamiliar desires ignited by the creatures pheremones. Perhaps even now her shaky defences were crumbling as she was slowly seduced by the new-found desires awakening in her own body.

 

[HottieKatie]

Sumiko focused for a while on reading the notes from the previous day. She hated herself for having got up the same chair she was now sitting on.

When starting her job was inevitable, she peeked at the creature only for some seconds each time. She mostly looked at the monitors reading its vital signs. It was just the day before. Quite low for any creature she had checked, but it was obviously due to the sedation the thing was given. But even sedated like it was, it had managed to have an orgasm the day before. How could that be? Remembering the scene she trembled again.

"Stop!" she ordered herself. "Focus Sumiko!", she spoke aloud closing her eyes.

And then she heard it. The beeping of the creature's heart in the monitor, speeding up.

"No!" she yelled at the thing, even though she knew it wouldn't understand her.

"Stop!" she begged him, but each beep became closer to the one before it.

Sumiko got up from her chair and went to the creature.

"Please, calm down. Please. Don't do this!", she kept begging it.

Sumiko then felt her own heart beating faster. She was getting anxious. Or was it something else?

Her body started to react, again, to an unknown wave of heat covering her. The same feeling that had moved her the day before. The force that made her touch the creature and aroused her.

Desperately she closed her eyes, and her hands covered her ears, in a futile attempt to stop that feeling from invading her. She tried to evade from her situation.

 

[adamzapple]

In the silence of the laboratory the creature slowly stirred. Electrical impulses fired deep within its primitive brain as its senses gradually awakened and registered the presence of the young female nearby.

As its eyes slowly opened the creature separated the inviting shape of the young woman from the hard, unfamiliar lines of the other objects in the laboratory. It focused its attention on her in the same way that any creature in the wild concentrates its senses on its prey.

Its highly evolved senses registered the evocative scent of her warm, young skin. Even among the confusion of aromas that filled the laboratory the creature was able to detect the rich, subtle and provocative scent of her moist, ripe, female sex.

Deep buried race memories stirred and the creature's mental activity increased as slowly, one by one, its numerous tentacles flexed and slipped sensuously over each other.

Lubricating fluid began to drip in copious amounts from the fleshy tips of its tentacles. In its excitement several swollen sexual organs emerged obscenely from their sheaths inside the tentacles and began to thrust slowly in and out.

The young, female lab technician became the single goal in the creatures world, she was its prey; a warm, soft, inviting female shape to capture, explore and penetrate.

In silence, with animal cunning, the creature slipped one, long, limber tentacle through the wooden slats of its temporary prison. The tentacle writhed snakelike as it touched the chair nearby where Sumiko sat before the monitor.

The office-style chair was on castors and when the creature grasped the chair and flexed the slender muscles inside the tentacle the chair was turned so that Sumiko faced the wooden crate and slowly but surely the creature drew the young woman closer.

Inside the crate the creatures eyes shone with a hungry, eager light. Its tentacles writhed over each other with a soft, hissing sound, all of them now active, all of them shifting and moving at once.

Several of them extended between the bars of the wooden crate and reached for Sumiko as she was drawn helplessly and inexorably closer to the waiting creatures embrace.

 

[HottieKatie]

When the chair began moving towards the crate, Sumiko was scared as she had never been. The chair wheels squeaked as it was dragged along the laboratory floor, and although Sumiko closed her eyes, she knew were she was going. Her body was being pulled to the creature.

She wanted to scream, ask for help. But she couldn't. Somehow she couldn't utter a word. When she thought about it, she realised she wasn't really scared. She thought she had to be scared, but she wasn't. The whole situation was incredible.

When Sumiko opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her was even more bizarre than the day before. Not just one, but several sexual organ were thrusting inside out themselves in front of her.

She felt nasty and out of place, but the slow movement of the fleshy tips of the tentacles in front of her was soothing. Her breathing pace relaxed with their movement. She even felt the tension in her muscles soften, and she stopped clenching the sides of the chair she was sitting at.

When she looked at the creatures eyes, she saw the hunger in them.

"Please, don't" she could only whisper. "I'm too young to die..." a little teardrop run down her cheek.