My begging wasn't doing any good. The chameleon mutant was on me now pulling and breaking through the ropes with his bare hands. I was free; I didn't even give it a second thought. I started to run and just as I did he shoved me from behind sending me sliding over into a shaky table in the corner. The landing knocked the air out of me. As I laid there trying to catch my breath he had come up right behind me I could smell his odor. I turned around really fast hoping to catch him off guard I tried to punch him but he caught my tiny fist in his big palm and laughed. Then he threw my hand away and backed me into the corner. My butt hit the edge of the table and I knew then I was stuck. He had loosened the button on his pants but he still had the zipper left. He smiled at me with his crocked teeth and held my head between his big hands.

"Ssssso prettyyy." He said again.

This time that lengthy tongue came out and rubbed all over my face leaving a trail of his spit. I gagged and tried to pull away but he was incredibly strong. I couldn't break free and I couldn't move. He lifted me up in his big arms and set me on the table. One of the legs on the table must have been too short because it kept wobbling from side to side.

"No." I said

I pressed against his chest in a last effort to push him away but he knocked my hands down really hard. I remembered what he did to my nose, it was still throbbing but I think it was okay. He pushed me back on the table so that I was flat on my back. I didn't want him to do this I needed to do something do anything. I heard the zipper as he unzipped himself. I would have tried to kick him but he was right between my legs now. Was he as deformed in that area as the rest of his body? Dear God I didn't want to find out. I smacked him across the chest as hard as I could.

Maybe if I made him mad he would just beat me up and leave me alone. My palm stung after I had landed my blow. He paused for at least a whole minute and the grinning stopped real quick. He seized my arm and squeezed with so much of his strength that it started to go numb and feel like my fingers would explode. Then he twisted it up across my throat and pushed down, forcing me to choke myself with my own limb. I was squirming in an attempt to get away but he had me good. He was cutting off my air supply and it was starting to make me dizzy. I couldn't tell you exactly what happened next because I was dazed but I know my arms were free. He was guiding my hand down to the front of his pants. I felt the rough layer of skin on his organ. It wasn't as bumpy as the rest of him but gross nonetheless. I was starting to come back to my senses and pulled my hand away. I sat straight up on the table and that's when he positioned the misshapen head of it right outside my opening.

"No no no."

I waved both hands in the air still afraid for my life. He opened his mouth and took out something then shoved it in my mouth. I fell back on the table hitting my head. There was a bitter bile taste followed by a copper one. I gagged as I pushed the human flesh piece around in my mouth. I turned my head to the side and immediately threw up. The chameleon had another agenda; he saw his chance and pushed inside me. He was going at it the same time I was throwing up on the floor. Projectile vomit was going everywhere. I felt like I was going to puke up the lining of my stomach. The chameleon mutant was hammering at me like some kind of beast. I can tell he was enjoying himself by the sound of his breathing and the way his calloused hands squeezed my thighs. He was between my legs so I still couldn't close them on him. His jabs were long and deep, penetrating so hard that he was shaking my whole body.

This must be what sex with a Neanderthal feels like. His prehistoric grunting like he wanted to form words but couldn't. The perfuse sweat that was dropping all over me and his tongue kept licking over the badly unaligned teeth. This was the most horrible thing that had ever happened to me. All I could do was lay there under him praying that he would finish soon. He finally stopped but not before a deep hiss came from his throat. I felt a warm sensation below and my stomach flip flopped. He had just put his mutant cum inside of me and there was nothing I could do to change it. I wanted to scream my brains out. What was wrong with these people, why were they so deformed and most of all why were they doing this? I tried to gather myself and make sense of things but I couldn't.

"Where is Scarlet? What have you done with her?" Evey screams.

The Chameleon doesn't answer he just puts his parts away and zips his pants.

"I asked you a question!" she yells

Evey gets up from the table and throws a punch, her fist lands right in the center of his pecks. The chameleon doesn't move he doesn't even flinch, but he does return the blow. He hits Evey and holds back nothing. She is knocked off her feet plus it feels like she has some broken ribs. Her day of talking shit to this mutant was coming to an end. He never held back because she was a girl he honestly didn't give a damn and it was more than obvious.