Campfire Story

"...And then, she realized THERE WAS A STRIPED HOOK hanging on her bumper,” Rachel said, her eyes wide. She curved her fingers to make a giant shadowy hook with the firelight. Her friends just yawned.

"Please Rachel, that is probably the most overtold and cliche campfire story," Dani said, bored.

"It's not even a little bit scary anymore," April said as she stretched out over the log she was sitting on.

"Well, I get a little scared," Blossom said with a blush.

Rachel smiled at the politeness but shook her head. "It's ok, Blossom. You don't have to humor me just because it's your first time here. I admit it wasn't the best pick."

"So, no one else knows a story to tell?" Dani asked.

"Hmm, I have one, although it's more of an urban legend where I come from," Blossom said.

"Oh! I love urban legends!" April said sitting up in her seat.

“Ok," Blossom said, happy her new friends were interested in her tale. "It's about a very dangerous mutant."

"Hey, that's discrimination," Dani said crossing her arms. Her friends knew well that she was a well-endowed futanari, although most of the time it was easy enough to blend in.

"It's not about that, Dani," Blossom said apologetically. “But it's not unheard of for mutations to be so extreme that it completely changes the person and makes them look, and even act, nothing like a human. Some can even pose a danger to other people."

Dani rolled her eyes, unsure of what to think. What Blossom said was true, there were definitely extreme mutations out there. But she'd also had enough encounters with mutaphobic people that she was wary of anyone who told horror stories of mutants. Especially when they were told by non-mutants.

Blossom noticed Dani's reaction but began telling her story anyway. "Some years ago, in the town of Greenhorns Hills, there was an incredibly beautiful girl. Let's call her Cherry. She was loved by everyone. Everyone wanted to date her. Rumors said that she was a mutant and that that was the cause of her unreal beauty. Though if she was a mutant, there was nothing visible, aside from the ethereal beauty, to give it away. One day her parents disappeared and left the girl alone. Neighbors and acquaintances tried to find them, even the police got involved. However, when they asked Cherry where her parents had gone, she would only reply 'they left'. After that Cherry became a bit of recluse, avoiding contact with anyone. She even dropped out of college just a few months shy of graduating. Her only income was some government assistance and her inheritance. That wasn't the only weird disappearance the villagers noticed though. All their pets, their cats and dogs and even wild birds, began disappearing as well. Everyone became extremely protective of the ones that were left and kept them inside. The townsfolk began to talk, saying how it was Cherry that was making them disappear. They didn't know how or why, but who else could do such a thing? Meanwhile, as all this was going on, one of her classmates that had gone to school with her for practically their whole lives, decided to go talk to her. He didn't like how the town was treating her and felt bad she was so shut off from everyone. We'll call him Joe. One day Joe went over to Cherry's house, and to his surprise she agreed to talk to him. They began talking frequently, actually, and eventually he asked her if she wanted to go camping with him and some of his friends. Cherry was shy and unsure, but eventually agreed."

Dani rolled her eyes again and said, "Oh this can only end one way."

"Hey now don't interrupt. Let her finish." Rachel lightly swatted Dani's shoulder. "Blossom, please continue."

Blossom fidgeted with the hem of her shirt and took a deep breath before continuing. "They made camp deep within the woods. Joe's friends said it'd be better for telling spooky stories. Cherry was worried though.

* * *

“Are you sure this is safe?” she asked as they built a campfire.

“Nah, nothing ever happens in this town,” Joe said.

“What about all the lost pets? What if there's some predator on the loose?” Cherry wrapped her arms about herself.

“Much more likely that the owners were just irresponsible," Joe threw a lit match onto the kindling and the fire sprung to life.

The day passed peacefully, and the group decided to go swimming in a nearby lake. Cherry was too nervous to swim and decided to just wait on the bank, but some of the girls were uncomfortable. They told Joe they felt like Cherry was looking at them weird. 'It's all in your minds,' he told them. 'She's just not used to hanging out with so many people.' Which was of course true. It had been quite some time since Cherry had hung out with even one person let alone a group this size. That night, they sat around a campfire just as we are now. At first, they started off telling horror stories, but then they got bored and decided to get into the beers one of them snuck along. Cherry refused to touch the stuff and instead watched as the rest of the group got drunk after only one beer each. One of the girls got very loose lipped.

“Y-You're so weird,” she said, pointing to Cherry while the others laughed. “I'm... I'm sure you're a mutant.” She was slurring her words pretty bad, but Cherry understood what she was saying just fine.

“Why do you say that?” Cherry asked with an enigmatic smile.

“B-Because you didn't want to s-swim with us,” the girl said. Sentences were proving difficult for her.

Cherry smiled and suddenly a husky feminine laugh filled their campsite. Everyone’s eyes went wide, and they froze in place. “You’re right,” Cherry said and stood up. As she unbuttoned her pants she continued talking. ‘I am a mutant. Though I’m a little different than others. There are of course futanari mutants,” she motioned to Dani as she said this. “But there are also mutants that are closer to animals, some that are closer to carnivorous plants, predators, mollusks…there’s every kind of mutant out there, really. I’m a good example.” Everyone collectively gasped as Cherry’s pants hit the ground.

Her legs weren’t legs at all but were instead tentacles. She’d stuffed two in each leg hole of her jeans to make them appear to be human legs. That wasn’t all though. Between those tentacles was a vagina with lots of sharp teeth. That’s where the laugh was coming from. It wasn’t just a gentle chuckle, but a maniacal laugh that made a chill run down everyone’s spine.

Joe got up and tried to walk over to Cherry, but the moment he took a step in her direction one of her tentacles shot out and flung him away from her. He hit the ground with a thud and was knocked unconscious. The last thing he saw was Cherry’s tentacles reaching out and wrapping around his friends’ necks.

When he woke up awhile later, he was alone. There was no sign of his friends and the campfire had long since gone out and it was completely dark. He tried to move but found himself pinned. In the light of the full moon, he could just make out Cherry’s silhouette. She was sitting there staring at him eerily. Her stomach was distended, looking much bigger than it had hours earlier.

“I warned you there was a predator loose, Joe,” Cherry’s vagina said.

"Oh, god Cherry! Please don’t! Let me go!” Joe begged as he squirmed and tried to get free.

Cherry began to pull him closer. “I'm hungry Joe, and I can't leave witnesses. But don't worry. Now I will always have you with me, as well as everyone else,” she said with her original mouth. With one of her tentacles, she silenced him while the other three pushed him into her huge vagina mouth that swallowed him little by little.

Days later, when the boys didn’t show up for school the park rangers sent out a search party and found the empty camp. The tents were still set up and they found the boys' clothes lying around the campfire. It was as if they had stripped naked and fled the place. They found no traces of Cherry either. Her house was abandoned, and the neighborhood pets stopped disappearing. Little by little, the town began to return to normal.

* * *

“However, it is said that Cherry is still hungry and that every so often she walks through the woods looking for unsuspecting campers to satisfy her ravenous appetite. The last thing victims hear from her is her terrifying husky laugh,” Blossom smiled and crossed her legs as she finished her story.

“A vagina with teeth? That’s extra scary, especially if you have a penis,” Dani couldn’t help turning away from Blossom a little.

"Well, at least we know it was just a scary story," Rachel said trying to reassure herself.

"How are you so sure about that?" April asked as she looked around a bit scared.

“Well, I mean. It’d have to be. No witnesses left means no one lived to tell the story,” Rachel said. “So how else would it get shared?”

Blossom rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “Yeah, that does make sense.”

"Right? It's completely logi-" April was cut off by a deep, husky laugh.

"Yeah, ok NOT FUNNY!” Dani pulled her jacket tighter around her, looking around for whoever made that god awful noise.

"Sorry girls, it was me," Blossom said blushing, "Ventriloquism is quite useful for telling horror stories."

"OH MY GOD BLOSSOM, I almost had a heart attack," Dani yelled.

“Which is funny because you have the most balls here,” Rachel said and laughed.

"Ha ha ha, how funny… another futanari joke," Dani said, rolling her eyes.

The girls said goodbye and went to their respective tents. Blossom waited for her friends to turn off their lights before taking off her clothes. She pulled her jeans down, allowing her tentacles to spread out, and uncovering her vagina mouth.

"Why didn't you take that chance to eat them?" her vagina-mouth whispered softly.

“I thought about it… but I'm really having fun and it would be a shame to hurry. It's just the first day of the trip," Blossom said, "but I promise you, before we go back to the city you will get your food."

She crawled into her sleeping bag and began to think about which of the girls would taste better. With that in mind, she fell asleep.