Post by vastrix on Jul 15, 2018 20:03:28 GMT -5
In a hospital someplace, “Zolothach” Tabitha Osborne lays in her bed. She’s restrained to the bed and sedated.
Was it mentioned that that she was maybe eleven?
Doctor Abo Zhirov walks into the room with Terrance Osborne (Tabitha’s father).
DR ZHIROV: She’s really too young to have been engaging in sexual activity. Are you sure this wasn’t an act of {No Means No}? We could do a-
Terrance slides a roll of bills to the Doctor, shaking his head.
TERRANCE OSBORNE: This wasn’t a case of {No Means No}. This was a case of my daughter being a little slut. I need to keep this under wraps to avoid shaming the family.
Doctor Zhirov rests a hand on Tabitha’s thigh with a small smile.
DR ZHIROV: This is a procedure that can be kept under wraps. This is one baby that won't be creating a scandal. Do we know who the father is?
TERRANCE OSBORNE: We do not. All the drugs that she takes, it’s not a surprise that she doesn't know who the father is...the slut.
Tabitha squirms in her bindings. She's sedated, but barely awake. She knows dirty lies when she hears them.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Daddy is daddy.
Terrance pats her daughter on the cheek in a loving sort of way.
TERRANCE OSBORNE: Of course I'm your daddy, dearest daughter. We will get this abomination out of you and get you into some kind of home treatment plan for fucking sluts like you.
Dr Zhirov nods, placing a mask over Tabitha’s face.
DR ZHIROV: Relax and breath in deep. This will be over in no time.
Tabitha’s eyes start to glaze over as the Doctor pulls Terrance off to the side.
DR ZHIROV: Before I get this embryo out, you mind if I-
TERRANCE OSBORNE: You wanna fuck her too? May as well…
Tabitha wakes up to feel herself bouncing. The memory of being {No Means No} by her Doctor transcending to the present? She went to the hospital to be checked out after falling from the motel where she stalked Rob Riot. They sedated her since she has a history of being crazy…
The feelings from the past was...is...so real that she feels like she's having sex in the now. It certainly feels as if there is a weight upon her body.
Like the weight upon her mind of the upcoming X*Crown title match where she will be in a ring against one of seven different opponents where the match could expand out into facing nearly every one of the seven people in the ring once the doors to the cages of the four rings get opened up. It was a chance to win the greatest title in the world and prove herself to be the greatest wrestler in the world.
It was something that she's sacrificed so much in her life to prove. Physical, mental, emotional, and sexual abuse all of her life just to become a wrestler.
She opens her eyes to see the leering face of a male nurse on top of her and she hears laughter in the room as several others, staff of the hospital, watch on. A few of them even touching themselves as the nurse plows Tabitha with enthusiasm.
Maybe it was time to show the kind of fury that she will be revealing at Night of Champions…
TABITHA OSBORNE: Cthulhu take your souls into his tentacles!
Tabitha tries to grab the nurse on top of her, but her arms are bound tight to the side of the bed. She tries to kick, but her legs are likewise bound to the sides to keep them open.
NURSE: This ride got a bit more wild! Love it!
Tabitha screams in outrage, head butting the nurse right in the nose to an explosion of blood from him. He kneels up with a roar of pain, clutching at his face that streams blood down is chest and onto the nubile form of Tabitha like rain.
NURSE: You fucking bitch! You'll pay for that.
He rains down blow after blow against Tabitha, splattering blood from her mouth in nose in revenge before readjusting himself to re-enter her with a grunt.
Tabitha's vision swims from the beating. It was still nothing compared to what her father had given her when she was a preteen, but it was still enough to send her to the edge of being unconscious. Of sending her back to simpler times…
Tabitha lay in the hospital bed again. Dr. Zhirov had performed the abortion after availing himself of her young form. She was starting to come out of the anesthesia, looking off to the side of the bed to see a jar with a tiny embryo floating in it.
A reminder of the sickness of her father and what he has done to her. Yet still…
TABITHA OSBORNE: No.
Dr. Zhirov turns to see Tabitha starting to wake up with a wide grin. He motions to the jar with a chuckle.
DR ZHIROV: Your father said that you would want to see what your slutty ways has produced so that you knew to never do this again.
Tears slide down the sides of Tabitha’s face. She wants to protest, to scream that she didn’t want to have a baby. That her father was the father of the baby, but the Doctor either didn’t care or was paid off by her father to not care. It would be futile to say anything. The Doctor took the tears to be an expression of guilt with a sadistic smile.
DR ZHIROV: You see what being a young slut has wrought? You’re too young to actually have a baby. Your body isn’t ready at this age, despite being so tender and beautiful… Ahem. You may not have been able to carry the baby to term at this age anyway. Wait a few years to be a slutty momma that lives on the baby daddys’ child support.
Tabitha tries to aim a kick at the Doctor, but she can’t move. Almost as if she were being held down, but she can’t see any restraints. The Doctor just chuckles.
DR ZHIROV: There’s no escaping this fate. You will be a toy for men all of your life. Fucking take it.
TABITHA OSBORNE: What? What was that?
Her view changes from that of Dr. Zhirov and back to the male nurse that was attacking her.
NURSE: Fucking take it! Take it all!
Tabitha’s eyes roll into the back of her head. This was not abuse that she would accept anymore. This was the very reason that she has become what she is. High Priestess of Cthulhu. Ranked over all of Cthulhu’s children.
Her senses are transplanted to that of the ether. The spirit world that surrounds all worlds. She opens up her mouth wide and a different language come pouring out. An almost greasy, gut wrenching sound that seems to stain the very air with its passing.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Shambler hup yogfm'll nog forth! mgehye'bthnk cahff uh'e llll behalf ot ymg' priestess!
The air seems to ripple as if it were over black pavement in the sun. With a great schlorping sound, the very air is torn apart as tentacles stream through with toothy mouths on the end that attack the nurse that is on top of Tabitha and then everyone else in the room except for Tabitha.
Blood and screams fly as the tentacles’ toothy mouths rend flesh to get the blood to burst out of their thrashing forms so that they can drink greedily of the splashing vital fluids. A tentacle comes and tears at her bindings with its teeth, freeing her with ease before going back to the slaughter.
Tabitha Osborne sits up and regards the carnage spread out in front of her as the tentacles slide back into the hole that they came from and it seals with a crackle of energy.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Seven bodies. That’s what will be left at my feet come Night of Champions. No one will stop me from claiming my championship.
She breathes in deeply before picking up a nearby phone to call security.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Help! Some creature attacked me and my friends!
It as going to be a long night of explaining, but it hasn’t like this hasn’t happened before. At least Tabitha wasn’t armed this time when it happened.
Was it mentioned that that she was maybe eleven?
Doctor Abo Zhirov walks into the room with Terrance Osborne (Tabitha’s father).
DR ZHIROV: She’s really too young to have been engaging in sexual activity. Are you sure this wasn’t an act of {No Means No}? We could do a-
Terrance slides a roll of bills to the Doctor, shaking his head.
TERRANCE OSBORNE: This wasn’t a case of {No Means No}. This was a case of my daughter being a little slut. I need to keep this under wraps to avoid shaming the family.
Doctor Zhirov rests a hand on Tabitha’s thigh with a small smile.
DR ZHIROV: This is a procedure that can be kept under wraps. This is one baby that won't be creating a scandal. Do we know who the father is?
TERRANCE OSBORNE: We do not. All the drugs that she takes, it’s not a surprise that she doesn't know who the father is...the slut.
Tabitha squirms in her bindings. She's sedated, but barely awake. She knows dirty lies when she hears them.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Daddy is daddy.
Terrance pats her daughter on the cheek in a loving sort of way.
TERRANCE OSBORNE: Of course I'm your daddy, dearest daughter. We will get this abomination out of you and get you into some kind of home treatment plan for fucking sluts like you.
Dr Zhirov nods, placing a mask over Tabitha’s face.
DR ZHIROV: Relax and breath in deep. This will be over in no time.
Tabitha’s eyes start to glaze over as the Doctor pulls Terrance off to the side.
DR ZHIROV: Before I get this embryo out, you mind if I-
TERRANCE OSBORNE: You wanna fuck her too? May as well…
Tabitha wakes up to feel herself bouncing. The memory of being {No Means No} by her Doctor transcending to the present? She went to the hospital to be checked out after falling from the motel where she stalked Rob Riot. They sedated her since she has a history of being crazy…
The feelings from the past was...is...so real that she feels like she's having sex in the now. It certainly feels as if there is a weight upon her body.
Like the weight upon her mind of the upcoming X*Crown title match where she will be in a ring against one of seven different opponents where the match could expand out into facing nearly every one of the seven people in the ring once the doors to the cages of the four rings get opened up. It was a chance to win the greatest title in the world and prove herself to be the greatest wrestler in the world.
It was something that she's sacrificed so much in her life to prove. Physical, mental, emotional, and sexual abuse all of her life just to become a wrestler.
She opens her eyes to see the leering face of a male nurse on top of her and she hears laughter in the room as several others, staff of the hospital, watch on. A few of them even touching themselves as the nurse plows Tabitha with enthusiasm.
Maybe it was time to show the kind of fury that she will be revealing at Night of Champions…
TABITHA OSBORNE: Cthulhu take your souls into his tentacles!
Tabitha tries to grab the nurse on top of her, but her arms are bound tight to the side of the bed. She tries to kick, but her legs are likewise bound to the sides to keep them open.
NURSE: This ride got a bit more wild! Love it!
Tabitha screams in outrage, head butting the nurse right in the nose to an explosion of blood from him. He kneels up with a roar of pain, clutching at his face that streams blood down is chest and onto the nubile form of Tabitha like rain.
NURSE: You fucking bitch! You'll pay for that.
He rains down blow after blow against Tabitha, splattering blood from her mouth in nose in revenge before readjusting himself to re-enter her with a grunt.
Tabitha's vision swims from the beating. It was still nothing compared to what her father had given her when she was a preteen, but it was still enough to send her to the edge of being unconscious. Of sending her back to simpler times…
Tabitha lay in the hospital bed again. Dr. Zhirov had performed the abortion after availing himself of her young form. She was starting to come out of the anesthesia, looking off to the side of the bed to see a jar with a tiny embryo floating in it.
A reminder of the sickness of her father and what he has done to her. Yet still…
TABITHA OSBORNE: No.
Dr. Zhirov turns to see Tabitha starting to wake up with a wide grin. He motions to the jar with a chuckle.
DR ZHIROV: Your father said that you would want to see what your slutty ways has produced so that you knew to never do this again.
Tears slide down the sides of Tabitha’s face. She wants to protest, to scream that she didn’t want to have a baby. That her father was the father of the baby, but the Doctor either didn’t care or was paid off by her father to not care. It would be futile to say anything. The Doctor took the tears to be an expression of guilt with a sadistic smile.
DR ZHIROV: You see what being a young slut has wrought? You’re too young to actually have a baby. Your body isn’t ready at this age, despite being so tender and beautiful… Ahem. You may not have been able to carry the baby to term at this age anyway. Wait a few years to be a slutty momma that lives on the baby daddys’ child support.
Tabitha tries to aim a kick at the Doctor, but she can’t move. Almost as if she were being held down, but she can’t see any restraints. The Doctor just chuckles.
DR ZHIROV: There’s no escaping this fate. You will be a toy for men all of your life. Fucking take it.
TABITHA OSBORNE: What? What was that?
Her view changes from that of Dr. Zhirov and back to the male nurse that was attacking her.
NURSE: Fucking take it! Take it all!
Tabitha’s eyes roll into the back of her head. This was not abuse that she would accept anymore. This was the very reason that she has become what she is. High Priestess of Cthulhu. Ranked over all of Cthulhu’s children.
Her senses are transplanted to that of the ether. The spirit world that surrounds all worlds. She opens up her mouth wide and a different language come pouring out. An almost greasy, gut wrenching sound that seems to stain the very air with its passing.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Shambler hup yogfm'll nog forth! mgehye'bthnk cahff uh'e llll behalf ot ymg' priestess!
The air seems to ripple as if it were over black pavement in the sun. With a great schlorping sound, the very air is torn apart as tentacles stream through with toothy mouths on the end that attack the nurse that is on top of Tabitha and then everyone else in the room except for Tabitha.
Blood and screams fly as the tentacles’ toothy mouths rend flesh to get the blood to burst out of their thrashing forms so that they can drink greedily of the splashing vital fluids. A tentacle comes and tears at her bindings with its teeth, freeing her with ease before going back to the slaughter.
Tabitha Osborne sits up and regards the carnage spread out in front of her as the tentacles slide back into the hole that they came from and it seals with a crackle of energy.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Seven bodies. That’s what will be left at my feet come Night of Champions. No one will stop me from claiming my championship.
She breathes in deeply before picking up a nearby phone to call security.
TABITHA OSBORNE: Help! Some creature attacked me and my friends!
It as going to be a long night of explaining, but it hasn’t like this hasn’t happened before. At least Tabitha wasn’t armed this time when it happened.
