Sarah checks in 2
Late at night Sarah works out alone in her attic, the front of her tight grey tank top stained with sweat going from the chest almost to her bellybutton. Squirming on the bench, the air warm and humid, music playing loudly in the background as she grunts softly lifting the weights up and down, up and down. Cool grey eyes stare up at the roof through her sweaty blonde bangs, dark makeup circling them her cheeks bright red and glistening with sweat. Setting the weights on the stays she groans and lays back with her eyes closed.Picking up a towel she pats it at her face gently and then her chest before wiping her hands on it and tossing it aside, laying back with her eyes closed. Reaching up she grasps the bar and lifts it off the stay not opening her eyes to notice the extra pair of hands on the bar before she had already moved it. Opening her eyes she lets out a loud gasp of surprise find two hands one burnt the other wearing a large metal glove, above it the figure wearing the floppy hat laughing loudly at her holding the bar so she can't put it back, holding it right above her."I don't believe in you!" She manages to say through gritted teeth trying to appear tough."I believe in you." He says in a sarcastic voice and begins to push the weights towards her. Eyes wide she pushes back trying to hold the weights up as he leans down slowly pushing it down, not seeming to put any effort into it at all but she is pushing with everything she has. Staring up through her bangs, pushing and grunting and gasping, her eyes squinting, teeth clenched as she pushes as hard as she can elbows painfully bending, the bar slowly coming down. Desperately pushing, her gasps getting louder as the bar slowly approaches her getting closer and closer. The worst pain she had ever felt in her arms begins to build as her arms press together and he looks down at her. "No pain.....no gain."Before the bar has a chance to land on her neck the pain becomes unbearable and there is a loud, wet snapping as her elbows shatter bone pushing through skin. She screams loudly kicking her spandex clad legs around uselessly as the bar is pulled down under her chin and worked back and forth causing the wounds in her elbows to grow. Her fingers let go of the bar and wiggle around nerveless and it is easily lifted up off of her and the music turns off on its own. Arms lain together, fingers dangling against her shoulders unable to move them at all she gasps and cries out, an intense pressure in the sides of her chest and her shoulders building. Hooking her legs around the weight bench she pulls herself up painfully into a sitting position as the man behind her watches and chuckles enjoying the show about to start.Despite her short height she'd always been so confident and tough, so bitchy almost but all of that attitude is gone in seconds. Loud squishing and tearing sounds fill the air as her arms flop out infront of her, red fingernails and sweaty skin glistening in the dim light. As she watches the skin on the inside of her arm tears and then flops open a brown and black claw slowly forcing its way free of her skin. Panting loudly, managing to scream as she pants and cries out as another set of the claws tear their way free of her shoulders. Wide eyed and terrifed she screeches and stares as the pressure in her shoulders and chest starts to relieve as the limbs slide out. Her sweaty breasts bounce with every scream, nipples harder than rocks watching as the appendage on her shoulder slides out almost a foot and a half bristling with spines and dripping slime, curling upward before stopping. The pain in her elbows intensifies and she looks down in time to see her left arm tear free at the elbow and it flops to the floor like rotten meat. Swinging her head over she sees the same happen to her right arm screaming as she watches the limb getting longer and longer, stretching and ripping what's left of her arm like rubber, stomping her feet she watches the things get bigger and bigger, almost thicker than her thighs where they bulge out of her. Twisting and clicking, bobbing around as they push free of her body she continues to cry out in surprise and pain, her sides being shredded by the exit of the legs. None of the wounds seem to bleed at all despite the fact that she had lost limbs, these things tearing her flesh at her sides as they push free only seeming to cause a greasy slime to come from the tears in her skin that is so easily torn and stretched by the huge chitinous feelers. The limbs continue to slide out from behind her breasts, stretching and ripping her sweat stained top and causing it to rip in the center exposing her cleavage, breasts straining against it. Wrinkling her nose at the nasty smells coming off of the greasy limbs, eyes wide, lips pulled back as she slowly looks down and then up the length of one of the horrible limbs the sounds finally stopping, the pressure and the pain diminishing as she pants and gasps unable to take her eyes off of herself.The laughter behind her getting louder she glances back to see him getting ready to throw her weights at her now completely defenseless mutated body. Slipping off of the weight bench she hears a loud tearing, her leggings caught on something ripping free leaving her in her black thong and she stumbles forward seeing herself in the mirror. The skin on her shoulders shredded and open, those huge, horrible things bobbing around with her movements, biceps looking like melted rubber stuck to her sides and to the giant insect feelers sticking from her sides. "Help meeeeeee!" She screams, mind swimming as she runs awkwardly towards the open door to the stairs....to her family....to help. Boots thumping loudly, appendages glistening wetly and bouncing with each step she hears her mirror shatter behind her as the laughter gets louder and she manages to turn herself enough to fit through the door before it slams heavily behind her.Wide eyed Sarah stumbles forward to find herself in an empty, dirty hallway with a single door at the end of the hall, strange dim light coming in from somewhere above through the rotten looking boards that make up the roof, it seems to shift and move, the source impossible to see. Moving forward, slime dripping from her limbs looking around in confusion, not knowing how this place ended up in her attic or what happened to the stairs. Strange, grotesque sensations flood her body and the limb on her left side flops around causing her to jerk to the side only to have the right one do the same jerking her off balance again. Crying out as she is jerked to the left again, the limbs moving spastically as if they have a cramp, both of them flopping around hard at the same time jerking her forward. The limbs stop moving as she looks around in disbelief instinctively moving the limbs in an awkward bounce and watching them bob about in disgust. The door ahead of her seems to get bigger and bigger every time she looks away, looking almost like a giant garage door but somehow unable to see beyond.....Her mind spinning as she stares through her sweaty bangs at the horrible limbs that bob at her sides, panting and gasping before quickly looking up at the smaller feeler sticking from her shoulder. The appendages glisten in the dim light, brown and orange and black with little spines sticking out everywhere terminating in small claws, the ones protruding from her shoulders obviously the ends of another set of the fully exposed feelers. Gagging in disgust she wrinkles her nose at the smells filling the air, sweat and perfume and a strange new, revolting smell coming from the greasy things that have invaded her body. Dim light comes from the rafters above with strange shadows from beyond causing the light to shift, glistening on the large black and brown feelers she holds up as she tries to move further down the hall. Panting in desperation she looks back and sees she's still alone the hall she's in quiet except for the pounding of her shoes and the clicking and squishing sounds of her new appendages.Moving towards the door the smaller foot and a half limbs on her ruined shoulders bob and bounce with every step, every deep breath. She tries to move whats left of her arms only to awkwardly swing the gigantic feelers bulging from behind her breasts. Crying out softly in disgust and surprise as she watches them flop around lazily, the larger section emerging from her longer and almost thicker than her thighs, the limbs both almost as long as she is tall. Halfway down they become much smaller and thinner, segmented and covered with prickly spines terminating in thin, hairy claws. Panting and whining, breathing heavily as her eyes follow them to whats left of her once athletic arms, her skin looking like greasy melted rubber with tears and lumps all over. A large shadow passes overhead drawing her attention but she can't make out anything beyond the rafters, eyes drifting down to the walls.Panting, feeling a tingling in her breasts she glances down and sees her nipples are rock hard poking at the sweaty top. There is a intense warmth between her legs, somehow insanely turned on despite what is happening to her, feeling as if her thong must be soaked. The walls are made of boards with what looks like the same old black and white newspaper glued to it that her attic has on the walls but a picture catches her eye and she gets closer to see its a picture of her. Eyes wide, staring in disbelief and seeing that all the pictures on the walls are of her. Panting, wide eyed, she turns and watches as her new arms bob and click, walking further and further down the hall the pictures going from clothed to naked, getting larger and larger the further she gets down the hall. Squinting and blushing deeply when she sees pictures of her that were somehow taken when she was with various boyfriends and girlfriends. The strange shadows pass again as she looks away mind spinning still not understanding how this hallway got here, how these pictures were taken. Hair wild and messy, makeup starting to run down her sweaty skin her boots thump against the floor as she awkwardly tries to hold the limbs up, turning to look back and make sure freddy wasn't behind her.Turning back again she sees the door has grown larger now looking like a shipping door, the pictures of her now looking like murals. Whimpering she looks at herself again with no choice but to go forward, no idea of what he will do if she goes back the other way. The heat between her legs now a burning, her sweaty tank top ripped and stretched, breasts exposed almost to the nipples and the thong she's wearing barely covers anything. Another new smell begins to fill the air coming from beyond the large opening, a sweet almost rotten smell mixing in with all the other odors. The air breezes past the spines on her feelers sending grotesque sensation through her body and a new sound begins to fill the air. A buzzing begins to slowly build as well as an alien squealing as she continues forward, the sounds causing a shiver down her spine of primal fear. Humiliation and fear burns through her mind as she looks at the legs again, wrinkling her nose in revulsion following the black and brown glistening surface with little bits of skin sticking to them. "Oh my god."She whispers softly, catching sight of her silhouette when the light shifts again seeing her skinny, short frame with the huge limbs bulging obscenely from it looking like some kind of monster. Walking forward swinging the limbs around in awkward movements and watching them move around with sickening motions, mouth drawn back in disgust, stomach turning but at the same time still unable to look away. The black and brown and orange limbs glisten their surface greasy and slimy, dripping a goop and bits of skin with their movements, stretching her shirt and causing her to push her breasts out when she pulls them back.All traces of the bitchy entitled tough girl gone, eyes wide staring in disgust and horror as the legs bob and click infront of her, the smell worsening the closer to the door she gets, the buzzing sounding like gigantic flies coming from somewhere nearby. Squirming a little as she walks, the heat between her legs so intense feeling like she must be dripping. Breathing heavily and stepping across the threshold into a darker room. Her feet slap against the wet floor as she walks forward feeling like she is going to hyper-ventilate finally recognizing the legs sticking from her the air warm and humid, nipples achingly hard breasts pushing against her sweaty top. Another shadow dims the light behind her before it disappears altogether and the room is lit by the large opening across the empty space. The walls of the room she is in are dull and grey with some kind of sludge splattered around. The entire floor covered with an orange and yellow goop leading partially up the walls, slime dripping from the roof and smeared along the walls. Staring beyond the opening she shakes her head in fear seeing her own attic weight room but everything is gigantic. Her view is from the floor in one of the darker corners, the buzzing and hissing sounds becoming maddeningly loud, eyes wide darting side to side, soft splats sounding with each step as she quickly looks back to see she's somehow in the middle of a huge room.....the first occupant of the roach motel.Sweat runs down Sarahs face, her bangs sticking to her sweaty skin as she stares with wide bulging eyes at the scene before her. Somehow in the middle of a room the size of a movie theatre that is completely empty, walls flat and dull, not even so much as light fixtures on the roof. The only light streams in from two large openings on either end of the room and beyond lies her weight room. Her barbell lays on the floor surrounded by broken mirror, a shudder going through her spine when she sees her gigantic sweaty, greasy arm in a puddle of slime looking deflated. like some kind of rubber Halloween prop. Her heart hammers in her chest as she looks at the opening, her feelers bobbing and twitching and bouncing in her field of vision repeatedly glistening disgustingly causing her stomach to turn.Breathing heavily she stares through her sweaty bangs hearing the buzzing and hissing surrounding her on all sides suddenly becoming less annoying and more horrifying. Unable to stop looking around at the dark corners of the room, squinting as she shuffles her feet slapping against the messy goop. Hissing through her gritted teeth her nipples painfully hard and rubbing againt her little sports bra. The front of her thong feels wet, a horrible need a heat between her legs seeming to get worse and worse. Sweaty, red faced and confused she hears a loud booming behind her crying out and cringing, lifting the smelly nightmares in front of her face reflexively. The sound is followed by another and she lowers her feelers hearing another closer boom and quickly spins around. The feelers bob and sway, hair flying in her face as she looks back to look at the second opening that faces down the hall.Trying to step forward she hears a gooey sound and almost falls over her feet sticking to the mess on the floor. Looking down one of her boots is stuck to the floor and won't move at all. Pulling at the other foot she lifts it a bit only to have it sucked down again. The booming starts to get louder, faster and she looks up to see a giant pair of a mans legs and boots approaching the cockroach trap. Pale faced she stares for a second before frantically starting to pull at the mess stuck to her feet. Grunting, gasping and pulling she looks up again and sees the feet are almost there, almost ready to step on the pest box that she's inside of and squish her while she's helpless and tiny.Suddenly the entire room begins to shift and she starts to wave her feelers around trying to keep her balance. As she watches her big grey eyes widen the gigantic room flying by quickly seeming to get so high in the air. The air wooshes by and the walls creak as it lifts into the air and then seems to level out. Panting, wide eyed she pulls at her feet and suddenly the room tips forward, crying out and pulling at her feet, swinging the feelers around she desperately tries to keep her balance. Without warning the room tips backwards causing her to cry out in desperation and continue to swing her 'arms' around trying to keep her balance. The window outside starts to shift to the side and then suddenly jerks to the other side. Crying out desperately she looks down at her feet and then at the slimy, disgusting looking mess on the floor that they are attached to and the room is jerked backwards again, and her boots finally tear free of the goop causing her to lose her balance.Wide eyed as she falls forward, looking side to side as if something might miraculously save her from this impossible, horrible situation she falls forward. Feelers splayed out, breasts pushing against her sweaty top she falls forward closing her eyes and trying to take a deep breath, the room tilted again so that the sticky mess meets her face. Her sounds are cut off with a loud splat, face slamming against the floor, breasts slamming heavily against the floor as she sinks into the gooey mess. In pain, dazed she tries to lift her face only to find her skin stuck to the stuff on the floor. Squirming, pulling, her feelers useless and stuck to the mess as much as the rest of her, her knees completely stuck feet flopping around above her. The room continues to move, the humid warm air becoming almost completely silent, as if expecting something to happen. Her mind spinning, thinking she will suffocate there, stuck to the floor looking like some kind of monster.Twisting her face one side and then the other she desperately pushes her chin forward, the glue making disgusting sounds as it pulls. She continues to pull and twist, as the gunk clings and tugs on her bangs, her eye lids and lips, pulling at every inch of her her face. She finally pulls up enough to open her mouth inhaling quickly and beginning to scream. Pulling up as hard as she can, screaming, twisting her head side to side she can feel other thing starting to happen to her body. Whats left of her arm pushes free and the shoulder limbs quickly begin to slide out on either side. The slime continues to pull at her face as she kicks her legs around and screams, voice becoming more and more nasal. Inhaling again she continues to pull only to hear a loud, gooey splat her voice becoming a nasal hiss instead of a scream. Something slides off her face and she feels something moving at her face. Strange sensations begin to flood her , horrible tastes filling her senses as she tries to continue to scream. Her spandex top rips, skin tearing as her slimy carpace pushes its way out of her and expands, skin and clothing tearing as her new body grows. The room continues to sway around as she buzzes and hisses, painfully pulling her way free of her former body. In horrible pain, the room shifting around beneath her Sarah pushes her knees into the flypaper, feet kicking behind as she uses her feelers to push herself up out of the slime. Breathing heavily, her vision is splintered and strange like a kaleidoscope of images, two long thin things swaying back and forth with her movements. The room continues to move and shift and she flops forward and back again trying to cry out in frustration and hearing a foreign sound coming from her like a clicking. The room shifts again causing her to lose balance and fall back into the mess below her and she quickly pulls up again looking forward and seeing something out of her worst nightmares.What seems like two feet away from her is a gigantic brown and black glistening cockroach. Almost bigger than she is, the thing buzzes and struggles in the sticky orange and yellow flypaper trying to free itself, antanae bobbing around as it worked its mandibles back and forth drooling and hissing, the air filled with the high pitched buzzing and hissing of what seems like gigantic insects.Heart racing, seeing the gigantic thing she tries to scream oh my god but all she hears is more of that buzzing and droning except coming from her. At the bottom of her field of vision dark brown things work back and forth reflexively as she tries to scream, trying desperately to speak. She tries to turn to see herself but can't move like she normally can, her back seeming to be stiff as a board. Trying desperately flopping around in the sticky mess and all of the gunk underneath her she manages to catch sight of the large glistening carpace behind her, sweaty naked human legs kicking around in the air uselessly, the feeler that had once been sticking out of her shoulder fully grown now. Still buzzing and clicking hysterically, the box shifting again and she falls back to the floor, looking down when she pushes up and seeing the pile of blond hair and the back of her sports bra amid the pile of skin and slime.Wanting to scream, wanting to cry her mind racing as she looks at the ugly thing across the room from her, flopping around uselessly in the sticky mess. The slime pulls at her the skin on her legs, starting this horrible experience as a girl with a bugs legs and now just a tiny little bug with a girls legs. Buzzing as she tries to keep her balance, the box shifting again and the light in the room begins to dim and darken. Straining to look back she sees a gigantic eye staring in at her and tries to scream freddy buzzing again instead. Freddy watches as the tough, bitchy girl struggles in the mess for a few moments before announcing 'You can check in, but you can't check out." The room begins to brighten a bit as the eye leaves the opening and the walls begin to slowly move towards Sarah. Screaming helplessly she pulls against the flypaper but not getting much of anywhere. The walls continue to shrink and the roach across from her begins to move frantically as the walls approach faster. The bug is violently forced forward breaking and ripping limbs as it is shoved forward into Sarah so they are face to face until it is pushed over top of her and she feels something on her boots pushing, bending her legs the wrong way until they snap painfully. Buzzing in misery as the bug above her is pushed down both of them slowly beginning to be crushed into one another, forced into the sticky mess below she lets out a long drawn out noise trying to scream no as the roof is violently forced down cutting off her pathetic cries as she twitches in horrible pain, every inch of her hurting before freddy gives a hard squeeze causing slime and bits of Sarah and her roomate to burst out the ends....
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