“A Sow Is Born” BTS
Added 2022-09-23 10:52:46 +0000 UTCOof. I don’t know, y’all. These are borderline impassable. A girl eats her own umbilical cord completely nude?
Damn. I’m gonna sit on this one till next Monday, I think. What do you think?
Comments
Madness, utter madness. A very poignant concept.
M.J. Nault
2023-11-30 00:44:54 +0000 UTCOoHhhh. It’s a bit bright maybe bring the exposure down a bit? Also what’s fEr DesserT? 😂😝🥰🩸🩸🩸 oh I know!? Is it a uterus cake? Hehe I loveeee youuuuu
Mother Mantis
2022-09-23 18:22:50 +0000 UTCI love this however I wouldn’t post it anywhere else the world isn’t ready for you sadly
Ethan Chamberlain
2022-09-23 16:41:41 +0000 UTCI think you’re right—something is amiss. Let me play with the lighting and see if it’ll look a little better
Cory Cowley
2022-09-23 12:24:53 +0000 UTCI love it!! But a little something is off and i cant put my finger on it. I love your new tile!!! Maybe your lights are too bright??? Just my opinion. Hail for the blood usage though!!!
Suzi Deadlie
2022-09-23 12:04:06 +0000 UTCUhm thank you for reminding me how fucked up silent hill 4 was. I got a flash back to playing it as a kid and you’re stuck in this room. Alternative Silent Hill 4 Plot: You’re sitting in what seems to be a rundown motel room. You try to remember how you got there, but it’s all….mist? You shake your head to clear the fog. That’s when you look to your left. The walls are baby blue with a grey ish tint, cracking and crumbling to reveal drywall patches here in there. Your eyes trace the cracks in the top of the wall to the bottom, and that’s when you see the hole. It looks like it peers into the adjacent room. You know you shouldn’t look, but something, something deep, deep down, and all of a sudden your face is to the wall; the flesh around your eye socket feels the rough dry wall and chipped faint flaking against it. Your right eye is now forced to look into the hole. At first it’s hard to make out. Then through the fog it becomes clear: a stuffed rabbit with what used to be 2 sewn in eyes stares back at you from the middle of a crotchety looking red blanket on top of a spring bed. It’s not the fact that the bed looks like it’s from an asylum that freaks you out. Not the fact that the room seems to be inhabited somewhat, regardless of the horrendous status, no. It’s that fucking rabbit. It feels like it’s looking right at you. Almost like, just maybe, it’s alive. You press your hands against the wall to push you’re face away because what the fucking fuck????? Has someone been watching you this whole time? And oh wait, how long have you been here? No matter how hard you try, for some reason when you wake up you find your self crouched on your knees peering through the hole. You swear that fucking rabbit is up to something. It’s not even in the same position, but you’ve never heard anyone go in and out of the room. And it’s been goddamn days, so what the fuck is going on? The hole seems bigger now. More of the room is visible. That’s when your eye catches a small red box with gold inlays caressing the borders of the box? Why do you feel like that’s yours? How the hell did they get it? Fucking creeps. Must have come in when you were sleeping. Maybe you need more locks. Wait, when is the last time you you left this room? This morning was different. You have come face to face with this cursed rabbit as you press your face to the wall. HOW THE FUCKING SHIT? Fucking Christ. But for some reason you don’t pull away. You reach in and pull the rabbit through. What the hell is this thing? You press your right pointer finger into the missing eyeball hole and feel something hard and cold. A key. To the next room? Well damn you want your shit back right? May as well try. You grab the rabbit and run for the door, through the now seemingly more decrepit room. You throw it open and feel a gust of wind. Something feels wrong but you don’t look at your surroundings and bolt to the next room to try and jam the key in the door of the room next to you. IT WORKS. You enter the room. It smells and looks familiar. Probably because you’ve been looking into to it for how many days now? You disregard the thought and look to your right for the book case. You throw the rabbit towards the bed and in the same swift motion you grab the red box from the bookshelf. You’re compelled to open it then. You carefully remove the lid of red box with gold inlay, and now see how fragile, old, and stained the box is. You peel it back. Sitting on a red satin pillow is…your umbilical chord!?!?!? HOW THE FUCK DID THIS FUCKER GE…… Wait why would you have your umbilical chord. You can feel the fog setting in your head as you kneel to vomit out of disgust and confusion. You manage to pull yourself up and run for the door. Fuck this place. You open the door and feel the gust of wind. You see white painted tin in front of you and hear your footsteps clanking on metal. Are you on a water tower? But how? And how high up? You look around and see that you can’t see the ground. Just fog. And you’re fucking high up. Then you feel the rails shaking. Footsteps coming towards you in the fog. You want to back up but know you can’t see what’s behind you either. It’s getting closer. You grip the rail with both hands for sturdy ness as it seems the whole fucking stair case is going to fall off. Then it emerges from the mist in front of you. A tall, naked, woman like creature….almost familiar to you, covered in blood and mucus and maybe even shit, comes towards you. Gurgling, squelching, driving drool and fluids as she reaches towards her vagina and pulls up the umbilical hanging out of it up to her mouth. As the umbilical chord pulls off the metal it leaves streaks of fresh blood. She Cocks her head, mouth wide open, and with her piercing black eyes looking into the very depths of her soul she brings the chord to her lips. Accompanied by a blood curdling scream, she begins to feast on your flesh. I mean, your umbilical chord that is.
Shannon Skinner
2022-09-23 11:30:42 +0000 UTC
