This Town Part 3 (Being based on a double deck artwork)

 Your head was aching and the mouth was dry, your tongue feeling like it was made out of sandpaper somewhat as you’d proceed to open your eyes, feeling as the darkness would disorientate them as you realized that you were probably still stuck within Silent Hill, getting no closer to actually escaping the place. You’d move your head into your hands and you’d start to rub it, grunting out into the air as you felt sweat clinging to your skin, causing it to become greasy somewhat as you’d stretch your legs somewhat, the muscles grinding against one another in stress as you’d feel as your skin starting to actually interact with the things that were around you. Firstly you felt the cold air pushing against your skin followed by the feeling of the metal against your back and legs as you decided to finally get up, rubbing your eyes to make them wetter somewhat before you were able to see properly again, allowing you to look around the area properly.

The first place that you looked was behind you to see what you were sitting on, a simple metal folding chair which was lacking in the typical rust that Silent Hill had seemingly been covered in after all of this time. There was a table in the middle of the room, one that seemed to be colored the same shade as flesh, the texture of the table being rather smooth as you’d attempt to see if there was anything else in the room, only to be greeted with a radio that was resting on the other side of the room, as far away from you as possible. With that you’d proceed to walk over to one of the walls to see that there were no windows or doors but there were several holes in the walls, all of them seeming like they have been chipped away at by something as you tried to find a door.

It took a few seconds to realize that the room didn’t actually have a door at all, only having the holes running down the side of it as you tried to figure out what to do next, especially given that the town had seemingly trapped you here for some reason. You’d start knocking at the wall, feeling it was rock solid so there was no chance of you just grabbing the metal chair and hacking through the wall with that so you decided to look down into one of the holes, seeing as the concrete would come off in your fingers somewhat in the process. You’d see as the concrete tunnel would go on beyond your vision and into the darkness with you being able to see no end in sights for the holes as you’d look to the roof, wondering if you could go up instead of to the side. 

You’d move to the folding chair, hearing the sound of the chair creek under the weight as you moved your hand up to the roof and pushed against it, feeling it was solid as everything else in the room was. If this happened to you at the start you’d have been screaming or crying but now you felt nothing really, staring up at the roof in a sense of despair as you wondered if the town had finally had enough of you and decided that you needed to die here with you figuring that getting killed by monsters would be better then starving to death. That being said, you weren’t feeling hungry yet and the feeling of thirst that was burrowing into your mouth like a parasite was mysteriously gone as you went to sit down again in order to at least die in a semi comfortable manner.

You then heard the sound of the radio buzzing again, the screaming that echoed out of it as it tried to figure out what station to go too, your eyes staring at the radio with a deep sense of rage inside of it, your teeth digging into your tongue somewhat in the process. “It’s still fog season in- the sun has gone-in global news, mass disappearances have happened worldwide-“ The voice would say, flicking through the varying stories that it was trying to tell as you realized that it could be talking about the Las Vegas disappearances. You ran to the radio and grabbed ahold of the radio, moving your fingers over to the radio and clutching ahold of the dials, trying to move it back to the news station before you’d manage to get somewhere outside of Silent Hill again.

“-the UN has convened to discuss the disappearances in what has been described as one of the largest crises in years. On September 15th 2024, thousands of people disappeared all over the planet including from every state in America, Japan, China, Russia. There have also been reports of more disappearances with the UN officially stating you should not sleep or read anything in a house where a disappearance has taken place.” The voice would explain before the radio would start twisting itself back with you actively trying to fight it this time around, grabbing hold of the dial and twisting it the other way. Eventually you’d lose the battle against the radio, taking your hands off the dial before it slowly twisted backwards into the Silent Hill radio stations, a familiar voice echoing out from the speakers as you’d clutch ahold of the radio in anger.

“I told you to not touch that dial, didn’t I?” The radio asked as you felt like it was going to make another speech, the sounds of the voice echoing out across the static filling you with enough rage that you had enough of it all.

“Oh, FUCK OFF!” You screamed as you threw the radio at the wall, hearing as the radio would flatter against the wall,and fall to the ground, plastic and wires falling all over the floor as you saw something leaking out the radio. It seemed to be blood, slowly pooling around the radio, the blood being thick, viscous and a deep, dark red, the smell of the blood indicating that it was incredibly fresh before you’d hear a chuckle move across the air before the radio would speak again.

“You can’t k-k-kill what’s already dead.” The voice over the radio would say, the sounds of the voice being much tinner now that the radio had been smashed up as the radio would continue to speak to you. “You’re only mad because you have w-walls around you now. You’ve been in a cage all along, you just had the delusion of movement. Twisting around in your cage, fighting, gasping , begging for more.” The voice continued as you would grab ahold of the radio, feeling as the wires and plastic would clatter around in the air. “You loved it, didn’t you? That nurse in her tight little leotard and high heeled feet, twisting around, ready to serve you. You were an animal in there, monstrous.” You heard the voice echo out across the air, the sound of groaning echoing out as you rammed the radio into the ground, hearing a mixture of plastic snapping and a meaty slap in the process.

“Ramming against her, hips against hips, flesh against flesh. It was glorious, violent. Yet she wasn’t made for you. She was for someone who we brought here. But we can adapt, can’t we?” You paid no attention to the voice, ramming the radio into the ground again. “You’d be a perfect fit. Violent,beastial, primal. You may have had no real sins for your own but I’m sure you’ll do fine with others.” You rammed it into the floor again and again, feeling the blood ooze out from the gaps in your fingers in the process. “No one ever leaves t-this town. No one has ever left this town. Even if they have, they’ll never leave this town. Why? Why? Why? Because you never wanted to leave. You wanted to stay here, didn’t you? This is what you all wanted.” You grunted out in rage as the voice just wouldn’t shut up, wouldn’t stop speaking in nonsense as you there it into the wall again.

“Just… just stop talking.” You groaned out as you looked at the radio, seeing that it looked like something that had been mangled in a car crash, something that was just left cooking at the ride of the road.

“We can’t. The brain is rotting, our tongues are lashing. Come, come, come. We need more. Architecture cascades like tree branches, windows are leaves. We patched the flesh with more flesh and patched the flesh again.” The voice said as static started to build up within it, although it still kept talking. “In time there will be another that doesn't belong to you. Red rust encases itself, or is that it's real head. Tongues lay underneath the head, dressed in rags blessed by those who watch. Blood drenches all. A heavy blade dragged across concrete, adding another scar to many.” The radio announcer explained although you had no idea what the hell this could possibly mean. “But for now, an original. Meaning doesn’t need to exist for something to exist, does it?” The radio said as the static began to grow louder and louder as you’d wonder what was coming, looking over to the table as you did so.

You saw as the legs of the table shaking somewhat, quivering around in the air as you’d see something forming within the actual table part of the being, watching as the table legs snapped in all to reveal a pair of joints. Limbs and organs sprouted off from the legs, flesh ripping apart and instantly healing like it was made of clay before you’d see the table slowly bulging outwards, swelling like a blood blister. It would swell more and more and then would begin to move, the being trapped and writhing within its own skin, unable to be free with you having no intention of freeing the beast that was trapped within before the skin would suddenly tighter around the body, trapping it in place, moving so  tight that it was almost suffocating it as you gazed as the tables new form.

The first place that you looked was the beast’s head of which was covered up by a layer of flesh from the table, held in place by the flesh in mock suffocation with you being able to see the spoofers were sticking out of the flesh the same way, the flesh seemingly being so tight around her body that she couldn’t move in the slightest. Her massive tits stuck out against the air, the color of the woman’s nipples only being blurred by the layer of skin keeping her in the table, your eyes then moving over to her stomach to see the abs as well as her muscular thighs, the woman’s plump pussy sticking out of in between her legs, the hole oozing with fluid as you then looked underneath the frame of the table. Her arms and legs were pushed to the ground, the woman scuttling around in all fours as you saw that a deep, necrotising black moved across her feet up to her ankles and, in the case of her hands, moving up from her fingers and to halfway up the forearm.

You’d then watch as the being would scuttle towards you, the sounds of the woman’s limbs clicking and cracking echoing out across the air before it moved right next to you, pinning you to the wall somewhat in the process. You’d then hear the sound of something fizzing somewhere in the deep of the walls, your eyes glancing to the holes to see that was some type of gas coming out of them, the ghost being a pinkish-red, much like raw flesh that was wet and flesh of the carcass of whatever you had hunted. You’d watch as the wall would slowly fill the room, making the room grow foggier and foggier by the moment, making the room even harder to see in then it already did, a deep breath pushing inside of her nose, something burning up inside of you as you kept breathing.

The more that you breathed , the more your body burnt up, your skin feeling hot to the touch and your cock growing rock hard as you gazed upon the woman, feeling immensely lustful at the mere sight of her as you’d do so. You’d grab a hold of the frame of the table,moving your cock right over the beast's covered up head, the sound of something muffled echoing out through the air more and more by the moment. You would grab ahold of her tits, pushing your fingers into the tits as you moved your hips backwards, slowly pushing them through the air as more and more pleasure dragged across your body before you slammed your member into her tits, groaning as you did so.

You’d moan as you felt the tits push against your cock, feeling how soft they were around your member as your tip barely poked out of the end, oozing with pre due to just how hard you see as you’d start moving your hips up and down. You’d drag your hips backwards across your cock, grinding your member across the smooth flesh of her tits, feeling the warmth that was moving through them as they stayed still in your hands, fingers digging deeper and deeper inside of them by the moment. You’d get to the point where your cock was halfway out of her tits of which meant that your tip was being consumed by her breasts, your cock dripping with pre as you would feel it suffocated through the warmth of it before you rammed your cock into her tits again.

Meanwhile you’d feel as your hands would grow greedy and more adventurous, your hands growing and massaging away at them, pushing against them, kneading them like they were made out of dough. You’d then proceed to move your hand slowly up her breast, your fingers dragging against the skin before you moved your hand to her engorged and puffy nipples, moving your palm up into the air before ramming it down against the nipple, rubbing and squeezing against it as you would do so. You’d hear another couple of muffled moans escape her mouth as she would keep herself tight beneath her skin before you would feel as the fires of lust would grow stronger and stronger by the moment, your fingers grasping her tits as you would do so.

With that your hips started to go faster and faster against her breasts, no longer stopping to relish in the feeling of her breasts pushing against the tip of your cock and instead pleasure drifted across the entirety of your member. You could feel all the precum that was leaking out of your cock lube up your cock and her fat tits, feeling as the breasts would jiggle around somewhat with each thrust, the structure of the room meaning that you could hear the sound of clapping echoing out across the air. The fact that the skin against her chest as so tight meant that she couldn’t actually have her tits jiggle around like the nurses or the lying figure, instead having them be near supernaturally firm against your cock which made the experience even more pleasurable.

You’d keep grasping and groping away at her breasts some more, rubbing and twisting them, the tugging at several layers of skin causing her to groan even more then she did beforehand, all whilst you massaged her nipples eagerly. With that you’d feel as we nipple would start hardening, slowly getting harder by the moment and causing the skin to strain against her tits somewhat, making it even harder for the tits to move as you gripped them, fingers digging into them eagerly as you did so. It felt like you were fucking a pair of extremely soft pillows, ramming and slamming against it as the clapping that was echoing around the room grew louder and louder by the moment, her moans being even more muffled now then they had been before as she would seemingly try and move which didn’t change anything.

At that point you were feeling as lust was still overtaking you, your veins burning hot as your hips kept moving faster and faster against her tits, pre flowing out of your member like a waterfall which only helped you move even faster. You’d raise your hands up into the air and slapped her tits, hearing a mixture of a moan and a yelp muffled by skin coming from the table being, her arms and legs quiver my somewhat as you kept groping away at her breasts, feeling the smooth skin pushing against your fingers as you did so. You’d bite your lip hard enough for it to hurt, your teeth grinding against your lip as your legs twitched against the side of the woman’s strangely shaped body, the feeling of the frames edge pushing against your thighs making you groan.

That was when you felt yourself starting to throb within her tits, something that was surprisingly frequent in this hellscape that you were trapped in, the firmness of her tits making you groan out even more than you had done beforehand. The pressure would also start building up against you, the gas making the pressure feel even more intolerable then before, the pressure that was digging at the tip of your cock growing insanely strong almost instantly with the pressure moving across your cock more and more. Eventually it would consume your member completely and, with that, it took you a few seconds before you proceeded to start orgasming, making it so your tip was placed right in the middle of her tits as the first rope started to spray out, a muffled moan escaping the woman whose face you were resting your balls on.

The first several ropes were massive, filling the gap between her tits somewhat before it overflowed and sprayed out of the bottom of her tits, covering her stomach as your orgasm continued onward. More and more ropes sprayed out, growing more and more intense until the climax of the climax hit, a massive amount of cum covering her stomach and thighs as she rested there, moaning away to herself as she would twitch against the floor somewhat, your hands growing tired due to how hard you were clutching her tits. Eventually your orgasm would start coming to the end, ropes getting smaller and having less force behind them before the last couple of drops dripped into her tits with you nearly collapsing into her body before you managed to gain your balance.

You pulled yourself out of her tits, letting go of them and watching as they would go back to their original place as you gazed down at your cock and realized that you were still hard, your skin still warm because the gas was still being pumped into the room. Your arms and legs burned as you’d walk around her a couple times, looking as she was more than happy to simply stand there and wait for you to get back to fucking it with you wondering if the reason that it didn’t exactly have a command was because it was was just created. These thoughts would escape you as you would look between her legs, gazing past the affixed thighs and staring right at her pussy, watching as it would drip all over the place, the flow of liquids being so intense that it was flowing off her frame.

You moved over to her body, watching as she stay deathly still around you as you would proceed to grab ahold of her thighs, looking as the plump pussy would clench against the air as you would do so. With that you’d start moving your hips backwards, slowly pushing it through the fogged up air as you breathed more and more of the fog, making yourself even more lustful and hyped up as your eyes would stare at her flesh covered face, your eyes feeling like they had no need to blink when you looked at her. With that you proceeded to move your hips backwards and rammed yourself inside of her, both of you moaning out as you slowly pushed deeper and deeper inside of her, feeling the wet inner walls rubbed across your member as you hilted inside of her.

You’d groan as you felt how obscenely tight her pussy was, the inner walls clenching and rubbing against your member as you’d struggle to pull out at first, eventually gaining enough strength too as you would do so. You’d feel as her pussy would cling to your cock somewhat as you pulled out of her pussy, watching her puffy inner walls distended out of her before you would get to the point where only your tip was inside of her which was when her pussy turned into a warm, fleshy vice, making sure that you couldn’t escape from her no matter how hard you tried. After a few more seconds of tugging you’d groan, your hands digging into her thighs before you rammed yourself inside of her again, feeling as the woman's inner walls became looser in an instant.

This process would repeat for several moments, feeling as your cock was dragged out of her tight pussy, only to be stopped by her plump lips before having to slam inside of her once again, hearing as she gasped out all the while. You’d keep watching as her breasts would stay stuck despite your thrusting, your hands growing needy and wanting to grope them more and more, your heart racing as your hands moved out from her thighs and onto her breasts, groping them eagerly as you would do so. Your body would bend over the body and you had even more of an urge to push yourself against her body, laying against the frame like she was a bed as you’d feel your skin rub against her own, looking down at her tits with an eager grin on your face as you’d start going faster.

You no longer stop when you were inside of her, no longer teasing her pussy lips but instead actively trying to fight them, pushing against the lips so they were distending against your cock even more then they were beforehand. The woman’s inner walls would have a response to this and clench somewhat as she would do so, rubbing across your cock and making it so you had to thrust even harder against them, the lust gas that was filling the air clouding your judgment more and more by the moment. You would look at her head underneath the flesh, trying to figure out a area that you could see where her eyes and mouth would be only to see that you couldn’t, the woman simply just moaning into the void as your hips kept driving against her body like a piston against an engine.

You’d suddenly get the urge to feel her breasts against your head, to feel them pushing against your face before you proceeded to dive right into them, letting out a few groans as you’d feel the softness of them against your face. You could feel how warm they were as well with it almost feeling like they were going to melt your brain through your skull before you pulled your head upwards and looked at her nipples, your mouth suddenly growing wetter and wetter and your teeth having a urge to bite into something. With that your mouth would find itself on her nipple, suckling away at the hard thing before biting into it, the feeling of it pushing against them being heavenly  as you’d hear her moaning and groaning into the air as you’d feel your heart beat even faster than beforehand.

You had fallen into your lust again, your hips ramming against her so fast that you could probably hear the slamming of your hips against her own from the outside of this room, if there even was an outside at all. The pleasure became a blur, your actions became a blur,your body only caring about making your hands grope,your mouth bite, your hips move and making sure you bathed in the pleasure of everything that was happening to you, the feeling of warmth drifting across your face as you bit away. Precum would lube you up and her pussy juices would lube you up even more, making you go even faster against your crotch, the mixture of liquids splashing against your body, dripping onto the hard concrete floor as you would drool out the corners of your mouth.

That was when you felt yourself start throbbing inside of her, pushing up against her inner walls which also pushed back, making you groan out into the air as you would do so, the woman’s moans echoing across your ears as you did so. You’d feel as the pressure arrived again, first tapping at your tip before practically grasping at it before the pressure would travel across the rest of your cock, making it quiver and shake as you felt like the orgasm was going to arrive any second now. Eventually it would arrive, a groan escaping your mouth and being muffled inside of her tits as you hilted inside of her, feeling as her pussy became impossibly tight around your  member as you would do so, sweat dripping down your face as her entire body would quiver around the place.

The ropes that you had sprayed out of your cock were somehow more intense than the orgasm that you had between her tits, the massive ropes spraying deep inside of her and filling her to the brim, more and more ropes escaping you in the process. You’d keep orgasming, feeling the ropes grow stronger before they would reach their peak, a massive amount of cum spraying out of your cock and nestling deep inside of her, definitely making her pregnant if you were able to make her pregnant. Eventually your orgasm would come to an end, the ropes growing weaker and weaker before your orgasm would stop, the last few sprays of drops pushing down her inner walls and eventually you’d grow exhausted, burying yourself in her tits before you’d gain a bit more energy.

You’d appreciate your work for a moment, staring at her body and seeing a slight bump in her womb before she would collapse when you pulled out with you stumbling towards a wall and scraping yourself against it. You smiled as you stared at your handiwork for a moment, feeling as the air would clear around you as if the gas had either been all breathed on or had entirely dissipated since you had fucked her or was simply being pumped out of the room before you’d hear the radio turn back on again. You’d hear the static come back but it didn’t sound like static anymore but more of a call, like whispers moving through the wavelengths as you’d hear the sound of concrete shifting against concrete, rocks grinding against themselves as you’d wait for the sound to stop before you looked up.

There was a staircase in front of you, carved perfectly into the rocks despite the fact that there was no ways for this staircase to exist but you figured that the way forward was better then dying inside of a room and as such you walked to the doorway, moved into the staircase and walked down the stairs, leaving the being and the radio behind. “Alllmost there now.” The radio would state, it’s parts pushing against the air like a beating heart, the pool of blood building up more and more by the second as the dials that were still attached to the radio would move up and down, trying to catch onto something but it had no idea as to what yet, the static still screaming out into the air. “It’ll be fine, weee don’t need any more. There’s enough people here now. Enough to fill the gaps for now. We can stretch out limbs again now. A mirror becomes a man becomes a mirror. This town. This town. This town. This town.

This town.”