Three girls sit in a dark room. Candles lit all around, a 7 pointed star etched into the floor. Jen, a mousey little ball of energy. She always has her hair dyed a bright pink and swept back into almost horn like spikes. Her figure resembles that of tinker bell. If a little less endowed, a fact that she is always painfully aware of. She takes this moment to complain to the other two girls in her coven.

"Can we hurry this up? I'm trying to go and fuck Wally as soon as he's out of work. Which will be in like 20 minutes." She says.

"I swear, you should've been born a bloke. You're worse than my boyfriend and you don't even 'ave a cock." Toni replies with a thick accent. She is always over dressed in some gothic Lolita style fashion. Corsets, boots, gloves, piercings, and frilly skirts. She looks like the evil villain in a steam punk adventure story. Her black hair is highlighted with red bangs hanging over her eyes. The metal piercings in her mouth and face clack while she speaks.

"I know right?" Jen replies. "I swear, do you know how annoying it is to be really horny, like all the time?" She keeps up her drama queen act. Rachael flip through pages of an old leather bound book.

Rachael is the most casual of the trio. Decked out in nothing more complicated than a long sleeve back shirt with an iron I phrase on the front, dark blue jeans, and some heavy boots. Her heavy eye makeup adds to the goth/emo thing. She's also the quietest. Jen looks over at her.

"Did you find it yet?" She asks, chewing a finger nail out of impatience. Rachael's eye bounce up to Jen. Her facial expression staying completely emotionless.

"Yes. Here." She turns the page and points to an incantation in Latin. She's the only one who can read Latin so it's her responsibility to handle the book.

"Awesome! Now we can get back at Karen Beecher and those slutty Anderson girls." Jen rubs her hands together in an evil villain sort of way.

"You want to go afta Bee? You're just jealous that she's 'ooked up with Victor and you're not. And you think Kori is a slut? God no. Her sister though is a whole other story." Toni state.

Jen gives her the stink eye. "What are you in this for?"

"I want to see if something is going to 'appen."

"Can we get started now?" Rachael interrupts them. Each of them takes turns cutting their thumbs and dropping blood into the middle of the star. They sit with their legs crossed and hold hands to form a triangle.

"This chant should summon the power of the demon God Trigon. With or blood offering he may be generous enough to grant us his power." Rachael explains. She read from the book aloud. The other two repeat after her. They open their eyes after a moment of silence. Jen is about to be the first to speak when they all notice the candles dimming. The temperature in the room drops slightly and all their spines tingle. They hold their breath and stare at each other. In the most genuine fear they've ever felt.

Rachael screams as her body is bent backwards as if by force. Like someone has yanked her to the ground. Toni and Jen jump back in shock. Rachael writhes on the ground with stuff muscles and her mouth agape. Guttural sounds escaping her throat. Her back arches to an extreme degree, her eyes roll back into her head. Toni and Jen jump up to hold her down.

"WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" Jen screams.

"Just HOLD HER!" Toni argues back. Fighting her own terror. Rachael continues to squirm. Her feet kick outward. Her boots squealing and scuffing the floor. The sounds from her mouth sound inhuman now. A mix of shrill screams and animalistic roar. That's when they see it. Her eyes flash jackal yellow, her teeth look serrated, finger nails protrude like claws. Lumps appear to slither under her skin as if she's been infested with snakes. She arches her back higher with a furious roar. Then it all subsides her eyes return to normal.

Rachael lays there out cold. Jen and Toni look at each other. Still shaking from the terror of what just happened. "What the fuck! What the fuck! Seriously what the fuck! Like, this was never supposed to happen! Holy fucking shit! Is she okay!? What the fuck was that!?" Jen jumps up and chews on her nails. Toni holds herself together, but barely. She looks at Rachael on the floor. Toni moves to her side as the shock starts to subside. She listens for a heartbeat. It sounds normal. Then Rachael stirs.

"What…what's going on?" She looks around confused.

"Oh my god are you okay!?" Jen shouts while jumping to her side.

"I feel fine. Great actually." She replies looking herself over. "What time is it?"

Jen checks her phone. "10:30"

"Shit! I've gotta go. I can't be out late" she grabs the book and her backpack and runs off quickly.

"That. Was fucking. Weird." Jen exclaims. "You don't think this is going to be some kind of exorcist shit do you?"

"I don't know. I didn't even think. Anything was going to 'appen!"

Jen's phone buzzes. "Oh fuck Wally's here. Gotta jet. If Rachael calls you please tell me okay." Jen pecks Toni on the cheek in a hug and leaves.

Rachael gets home. She tries to shut the door quietly. She fails to notice her dad is standing there in the kitchen holding a beer and clearly drunk.

"Where the fuck have you been young lady?" He demands before he takes another sip of his beer. Rachael takes a deep breath before answering. She hates this asshole who happens to be her father.

"I was with Jen and lost track of time." She keeps her eyes low. Her father steps forward.

"I said be home at 10. What does that fucking mean to you!?" She doesn't answer. "Look at me god dammit." He grabs her chin and forces her to look at him. "Are you doing drugs? You out fucking around with someone?"

"No. I was with Jen." She answers fighting back tears.

"Don't lie to me!" He squeezes her jaw a little harder.

"I'm not." He throws her to the ground.

"If I find out you're lying to me I swear to god…" He starts to choke. A black tendril is wrapped around his neck and squeezed hard. His face turns red and veins swell. It's that moment he realizes the thing choking him is coming from Rachael's back. So are a few other that aren't hiding him. In a rage Rachael summoned some new part of her and in this moment she welcomed it. Another tentacle wraps around his waist and he's hoisted in the air. With tears streaming down her face she uses the tentacles to squeeze the life out him.

"I fucking hate you!" She grits her teeth and the tentacles twist his head off. She breathes heavily for a moment before reality sets in and she realizes that black tentacles are coming out of her back. Oddly it doesn't shock her. It's something new, but not frightening. She realizes she can feel them. Move them. They are a part of her and they just ripped her asshole of a father in half with just the thought of it. She suddenly becomes overwhelmed with just one thought 'meat'.

She leaps into the kitchen and her tentacles open the fridge door like extra arms. She looks through the fridge and spots packages of raw meat. Some steak, ground beef chicken. She licks her lips and notices something poking into her tongue. She check her teeth and they've all become sharp and pointed like shark teeth. Cool she thinks to herself. These teeth will come in handy right now. She starts tearing open the packages and shoveling the ram meat into her mouth. In roughly 60 seconds she's managed to eat all the of the meat products in the fridge. "Not enough." She says frustrated, unable to satisfy the craving. She looks back over to the body of her father. Lifeless meat. She crawls over to it. The smell of blood is intense and satisfying. She opens her maw and starts to rip the flesh and muscle from the bone. It's flavor is intense and delicious. Time for her to experiment.

She retracts the tentacles and cleans the blood from her face. She walks outside and down the road looking for someone. Anyone. She spots a guy sitting at the bus stop by himself. She approaches.

"Hey. I need to show you something." She reaches out for his hand. He grabs a hold of it.

"Okay..." he agree even though he doesn't know who this girl is at all. She leads him away from the bus stop and into the woods. Once she feels like they're adequately hidden she turns and starts kissing him hard. He pushes her off of his mouth. "What are you doing?"

"Just go with it" she replies and quickly shoves her tongue into his mouth. With surprising strength she pushes him against a tree. Her hands grope his crotch while she continues to kiss him. She yanks his shorts down and pulls his penis out. She looks down at it in her hand. "Nice" she backs off of him and pulls her shirt off. He follows her lead and strips down. She removes her bra, exposing her C cup chest. He looks her over. She hasn't touched her pants or boots but everything from the waist up is exposed. Her neck length hair hides nothing.

She steps up to him and continues making out. What he doesn't notice is the skin on her back splits open. Black tentacles slither out and wrap around his arms, legs, and neck. He tries to pull away from her but she's to strong. She throws her prey to the ground and keeps him restrained with the tentacles. The one around his neck lengthens and slithers into his mouth to silence him. She straddles him. Her finger nails form into claws. She licks her lips and stabs her fingers into his sternum. His screaming is muffled by the black tentacle. She yanks his chest open exposing his insides. Blood trickles out of his mouth past the tentacle. The last thing he sees is her mouth opening wide and her teeth becoming serrated. She leans in and begins to devour him. Each bite is like heaven. A carnal desire that can only satisfied by feeding. Her mouth rips the flesh from the man. A quick bite and she swallows the chunk whole. She moans slightly at the sensation. He feeding becomes erotic as she squeezes her breast. The ritual somehow satisfying her darkest and unknown sexual desires.

Once she is finally satisfied with her feeding she gets up off of her food. She looks down at the scene. A piled mass of bones and uneaten flesh. She takes a moment to observe her fingernails as claws. Her entire upper body is covered in blood. She grabs her shirt and makes her way to the nearby creek. Her teeth, and nails turn back to normal. Her tentacles retract into her body. She splashes the water over herself to make sure to clean off all of the blood. She gets back home and steps over the remains of her father, what little their still is. She needs to dispose of him somehow. It wouldn't be a problem if she were still hungry.

She comes up with a plan. She'll need to use her tentacles for this, or at least have a little more fun playing with them tonight. She quickly goes topless again as to keep any obstructions off of her back. The tentacles slither out again. One of them reaches over to the kitchen and grabs a box of garbage bags out of the cabinet. She pulls one out with her hands and whips it open. Using her tentacles she proceeds to scoop all the remains into the bag. She ties it off and shoves it into another bag and knots that one too. She shoves the bag into the fridge to keep it from decomposing over the night. Then it was just a matter of scrubbing up the blood with bleach and peroxide. By the time she finishes it's almost 2 in the morning. She still has school tomorrow so she takes a quick shower to wash off the days events and then she collapses on her bed. Tonight will be the best sleep of her life.