Leeann jumped up from the bed and started to punch her stomach and screaming like a maniac. Vera jumped across the bed grabbing Leeann and slapped her across the face knocking her onto the bed.
”Be very careful my girl, this is a privilege and you better not FUCK it up!” Vera stormed out the bedroom.
Leeann lay in a ball on the bed cowering before she slid off onto the floor as she rocked back and forth unconsciously. Hours passed as she sat still rocking back and forth, no one had come to see if she was okay until she heard Jessie shouting from downstairs. She crawled to the door and cracked it open.
”JESSIE!!” she cried weakly.
Jessie came running up the stairs towards Leeann’s room pushing Vera onto her ass at the bottom.
”Jessiiee… Help me…” Leeann weaped.
Jessie fell to her knees when she saw Leeann, overnight she had put on 25lbs. she had a little pot belly that she did not have yesterday. Jessie hugged Leeann and pulled her up onto her feet.
”Come on, you can do it. We need to get you out of this place. Sit there, on the bed. I’ll pack a bag for you.” Jess told her.
”Oh Jess, it… It raped me…” Leeann broke down sobbing.
”You need to leave this place Lee, come on get dressed! We can talk about it at my place. Hurry!” Jessie shouted.
Leeann grabbed the jeans that were draped over the bottom of the bed and tried to pull them over her belly but failed miserably. She ended up pulling her t-shirt and jumper over her swollen belly as they left her bedroom and down the staircase.
”Where do you think you are taking MY DAUGHTER?!” Vera shouted at Jessie.
”Away from this house and especially away from you, you old witch!” Jess pushed passed her toward the front porch.
”DON’T YOU DARE LEAVE! LEEANN! YOU’LL REGRET IT…” her mother screamed at the top of her lungs.
Jessie pushed Leeann into the jeep before she went back over to Vera; she stood toe to toe with her, only inches from her face.
”What you gonna do, bitch?!” Jessie asked sarcastically.
”You’ll see…” Vera said quietly before walking away.
Jess drove back to her place in silence with Leeann staring blankly out the window through soulless eyes. Something had stubbed out the flame inside her, sucking the very soul from within her and Jessie was about to find out what it was.
Leeann suddenly turned to her with a dark; evil gleam in her eyes, she grabbed Jessie’s arm making the car spin around to a stop.
”Fuck Leeann! What the hell?” she shouted.
”I’m hungry and you smell yummy…yes you do…” Leeann licked her lips.
”Leeann, LEEANN!” Jessie shook her.
The darkness drained away from her eyes as Jessie shook her.
”Jessie?” she asked dazed.
Jessie started the car again, sped home to get Leeann into somewhere she knew and felt safe.
The next day after they both had a good nights’ sleep they sat down to talk about everything that had happened. Leeann’s belly was now round and protruding like she was about four or five months pregnant. Jessie gasped as she saw Leeann’s stomach after only one night it had grown so much.
”Jesus Lee! What the fuck is that!” she asked blatantly.
”I’m ‘The Vessel’…Or so my mother say. Like it’s a good thing.” Leeann rolled her eyes.
”The Vessel? What do you mean your mother says…?” Jess looked at her confused.
”That thing raped me two nights ago, then yesterday my mother came in and told me I am the vessel for the son of Satan to be born. It’s a privilege to be ‘the chosen one’.” She said snarkly.
”Fuck Lee, what are we going to do? You can’t give birth to it. Son of Satan?! Fuck Leeann!” Jessie paced back and forth nervously biting her nails.
As she watched Jessie pace back and forth in front of her she felt a sharp stabbing pain deep in her belly; she lifted her t-shirt to rub her belly when they saw it, the face of the devils spawn protruding out of her skin. Leeann screamed as she saw the tiny devil looking face pressed against her stretched skin, showing the evil that was growing inside of her and desperate to be born.
Jessie stopped pacing as she fell to her knees in front of Leeann as she stared shocked at the tiny face stretching out her belly. She reached out her hand to touch the face gently as it tried to bite her index finger through the skin. Leeann punched her stomach furiously as Jessie squealed and fell back bumping her head on the table, knocking herself out in the process.
Leeann’s nostrils flared as she smelt the blood as it started to trickle from the crown of Jessie’s head; licking her lips she knelt beside her rolling Jessie onto her front. She ran her hand through Jessie’s hair closing her eyes as she felt the warm liquid ooze out onto her fingers; she opened her mouth a little, moaning erotically as she pushed her finger into the gash on the crown of Jessie’s head. Leeann ran her other hand across her breasts; rolling her nipples in-between her fingers as her hand moved south down into her panties.
She lifted her blood covered hand to her mouth as she inhaled deeply taking in the scent of Jessie’s blood, salivating as she smeared it across her lips and onto the tip of her nose before sucking the blood off her fingers noisily. Slurping as she twirled her tongue around her ruby red fingers until they were clean. As she panted heavily she inhaled so much of Jessie’s scent she could not control her blood lust any longer. Leeann pounced onto Jessie and started to lick her head furiously like a hungry cat that had just gotten a bowl of cream.
Jessie came around as Leeann was still sat on her back licking her head; she moved her head around slowly trying to remember what had happened.
”Leeann…Leeann?” she called out slowly and nervously.
”Mummy is busy at the moment, may I take a message?” the spawn cackled.
”LEEANN! It’s me. Jessie. Remember we’re best friends. Please get of me. Please!” she screamed.
”Mm mm…You’re tasty aunty Jessie…I told you mummies busy and I’m hungry.” it said evilly.
”Leeann…Leeann please fight it. Please.” Jessie pleased.
Leeann suddenly realised what was happening and jumped back towards the sofa releasing Jessie from her grasp. She sat cowering and sobbing against the sofa covered in Jessie’s fresh blood, it trickled slowly down from her mouth dripping from her chin onto her heaving chest that was growing by the day. Quickly Jessie clambered into the sofa across from Leeann looking at her as she held her head protectively.
”Lee…is it you?” she looked over at the blood soaked pregnant Leeann.
”It’s me Jess. I don’t know what happened! One minute I was going over to help you up then the next thing I remember you were shouting my name and I was covered in blood. YOUR BLOOD!” Leeann sobbed.
Leeann went straight to bed after going in a shower to clean all the blood off of her body; she fell over to sleep almost immediately before she knew it she was dreaming, she was in a club with loud techno music and strobe lighting. Wearing a very short black skirt and red silk top that emphasized her watermelon sized breasts and pregnant belly. She was stood at the bar talking to a man that told her how radiant and glowing she looked and that he had a ‘thing’ for pregnant women. They were suddenly outside and the guy hailed a cab for them to get back to his, during the journey they were making out as his hand worked up her thighs towards her panty-less crotch, rubbing and massaging her thighs until reaching her warm, moist snatch. The cab stopped before things got any further, the guy got out and opened the door for her taking her hand and led her into his home. As soon as Leeann got through the door she became sexually aggressive; pouncing on him, pushing him against the wall kissing him furiously as she fumbled with his trouser zipper.
He pushed her back against the opposite wall; pushing her legs apart as he grabbed her left leg pulling it up to his waist, he dropped his trouser to reveal his large pulsing cock that was glistening in the moonlight with pre-cum. He thrust up into her with purpose and force; pinning her against the wall, he kissed and nibbled on her neck as he crammed his large cock into her tight, contracting, aching pussy. He kissed over her mouth forcing his tongue into her mouth as he plowed into her pregnant pussy. Like a piston engine he was firing into her with all his energy before shooting all over her insides, he let go of her leg grabbing hold of her arms and entwined their fingers together.
Leeann pushed him to the floor as the devil inside her cackled; she sat over his limp cock with her dripping pussy, kissing down his neck she nibbled lightly before biting down and ripping a chunk out of his neck. She sat on his chest trapping him down under her as she licked her lips, her eyes completely black with no sign of life behind them as she pounced down on his neck drinking him dry.
Leeann woke early feeling refreshed; happy and energetic, unlike the way she had been feeling since the attack on her had taken place. As she got out of bed with glazed eyes she walked to the bedroom to take a shower; she stood in front of the mirror and looked at her reflection in shock. Her face; hands and upper body was covered in dried blood, she looked up and down her own body to see if it had come from her body. She was fine not a cut or bruise on her glowing blood stained ivory skin, Leeann decided not to tell Jessie she just washed the blood off her body and sheets before she woke up.
*****
For the next week they lived perfectly normal; well as normal as can be under the circumstances, with no strange goings on, no devil faces appearing on her belly, no blood drinking or strange cravings. It was late Friday afternoon and Leeann was now heavily pregnant wearing a long white cotton nightdress, the only thing that fitted over her huge belly.
She was sat on the floor with her legs crossed staring blankly at the white wall in front of her, suddenly her head fell forward with her arms over her legs as if she had fallen asleep. Jessie came home from work to find her like this, not knowing how long Leeann had been like that. She walked over to her and placed her hand on her shoulder to gently wake her up when her head shot up with black eyes and spun around to face her.
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