Chapter 7 – Carnage
Amy was deep in the process of accepting that see got turned on from the humiliation that the bug caused. Her heart beat increased when she recalled the events of witnessing Lizzie stripped in her house… of seeing all the videos on the internet of the cheerleaders and the videos of Barbara… The best part was of her stripping that girl in the park. She now wished she had taken pictures of that girl on the girl’s phone and send it to herself. “But wait… I have her phone and lots of people have erotic photos of themselves stored. Maybe I’ll get lucky…” and boy did she hit the jackpot!
There was a load of pornographic selfies of that girl. She was kinky! There were photos of her spreading her pussy. There were photos of her shoving a dildo into her ass. There was a photo of her using anal beads. There was even a video of her masturbating in a shop’s changing room!
Amy was doing her best not to touch herself right there in the spot. She just HAD to send it to herself. However, if she did so that might trace back to her phone and her identity. Then she had a sinister idea. One that made her instantly wet – “Why should I be the only one that sees these amazing pictures?” She logged into Rachel’s Facebook automatically and posted EVERYTHING. Then, she sent messages containing the photos and E-mails with them attached to EVERY contact Rachel had on her phone.
Amy almost came just imagining everyone Rachel has ever known now has the dirtiest images of her doing the most intimate things.
Amy was blushing red from arousal. “God, I need to find a bathroom!”
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Meanwhile, back at Amy’s basement Lizzie couldn’t believe her situation. Some guy had broken into Amy’s house, tied her up and built an automated spanking machine that hit her behind with a flyswatter at incredible strength. Her ass became red and tears began to drip on her face. “How the hell am I going to get out of this mess?!”
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“Get me Heather in here!” a voice yelled from the office. A woman quickly entered the room. “You wanted to see me, boss?” Asked the voluptuous beauty.
There was a short pause. Mr. Anderson always needed a moment to concentrate whenever Heather was near. She was quite a sight. A magnificent redheaded perfection. She was rather thin but her breasts and butt were large. Their size was a contrast to her thinness that acted as an exaggeration of her femininity. It was definitely her looks that made her one of the most popular new reporters in the world. Guys from all over the world were watching her entire broadcasts just for a chance at a “nip slip”.
“Have you seen this footage?” asked Mr. Anderson. He played the video showing Margaret being stripped, then the video of Betty the cheerleader being undressed at the game, then the video showing Barbara pulled and hanged on the streetlight.
Heather was appalled. “What is doing all that?”
“I had some guys analyzing these videos. Thank god for HD. The saw that it is a little bug that is eating the clothes. You can see it most clearly here” <pausing the video of Margaret> ”We can also see at the back of that shot the address of one of the houses there.” Heather knew where this is going. Mr. Anderson continued. “I want you to take a camera crew to that location. Interview some of the residents. See if anything turns up. Maybe find out if that thing is from that area. In any case, you will be broadcasting it LIVE at today’s news broadcast.”
Heather already had a nightmarish scenario running in her head. “Why LIVE, boss?”
“Because this is fresh and we want to report it as fast as possible before the other channels, and because the authorities want to silence this and I don’t want to give them that choice.” Explained Mr. Anderson.
“Boss… what if it attacks me?! What if it strips me naked like those poor girls?! On LIVE Television?! There is no way!”
“I already thought of that. I asked from our technical guys to install an instant feed-cut button. It’s a new thing. No more the procedure that takes 10 seconds. This one is instant. They are installing it as we speak. It will functional by the time you are there.”
“Fine then. I’ll do it.” Heather agreed and off she went.
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Meanwhile, back in the city the moth was getting hungry. The more he smelled, the hungrier he became.
A young woman walking her dog was his next victim. She was lovely brunette in her 20s, wearing a very short skimpy jeans and cut out red top. Her small and cute boobs didn’t need a bra. While she was texting her little pug became agitated, sensing the ravenous moth flying around her. Snuffles started barking at the woman, bringing her out from the messaging trans. Suddenly she could feel tugging on her top. She looked around and saw no one. Being pulled from an unknown force and having her dog bark non-stop confused her senses that it took her a moment to notice her top quickly evaporating! In a flash it was gone! She quickly yelped and wrapped her hands around her tiny boobs. In doing so she yanked Snuffles collar and pained him momentarily, causing him to panic and run around. In all the confusion, the collar got tied uncomfortably around her wrist. Snuffles starting running around the girl, chasing the moth and started tying her up! Soon, her pants disappeared too, however she was unable to cover as her hands were pressed again her sides and her legs stuck to each other in the collar. She began screaming from embarrassment, alerting all nearby to her predicament. Just as she though the worst as already happened, her cute yellow panties disintegrated, exposing her pussy and landing strip to all the laughing onlookers. None were in a hurry to help the young lass.
As the moth finished his meal he continued on to his next target: a young girl of 18 taking selfies of herself holding her phone on a selfie-stick. She chose the view carefully. She wanted to look good on these photos she was sending to her friends wearing a straw hat, sunglasses and lovely smile. There isn’t much to say about her clothes as picture by picture they started disappearing. First her top, then her skirt, then her bra, then her panties. She kept snapping pictures and auto-sending them, oblivious to the state of undress. Here friends were really liking these. It was going to take her a while before she realizes. And the moth was already long gone with her snapping pictures and doing a duck face.
Next were 2 gorgeous friends in their 30s, holding shopping bags after existing a nearby mall. They were laughing and conversing and gossiping without a care in the world. That is until the blonde one had the bottom of her dress starting to disappear. The blonde started screaming. Her brunette friend just stood there in shock, while the blond started waving her shopping bag. at her crotch. Soon it was all gone, undergarments and all. From all the waving she ripped her shopping bag and had nothing to cover herself with. Her friend quickly took off her jacket and proceeded to cover her naked friend, when all of a sudden her clothes disappeared in a flash.
There was a silent pause. Both women looked at each other’s eyes. Then naked bodies. Then the jacket that covered the blond. Then eyes again.
And in a moment both women started a tug of war on the jacket. “It’s mine! Give it!” yelled the brunette. “You gave it to me!” shouted the blonde.
All the while people were gathering around the naked milfs. This continued for a minute the jacket gave away and was ripped to shreds. Both women, furious at each other started fighting and cursing, all while onlookers started filming and streaming the naked catfight. Some of them even started placing bets.
The moth was about to leave the area when the nearby mall’s doors opened. And with it came a stream of delicious smells of women. So many in one place!
The moth quickly rushed in before the doors closed and was amazed. Women everywhere! It quickly went into a frenzy!
Clothes started disappearing left and right. Every second a different woman was shrieking. Suddenly a woman loses her skirt. Another has her entire top and bra vanished, dropping her breast paddings to the floor. A woman’s panties started flying away, vanishing in midair. One woman covering herself with her hand, unable to move from the shock, murmuring “Omygod, omygod, omygod, omygod…”. A horde of women in different stages of undress rushing to the clothing stores to grab some dignity. Curtains from changing rooms all ripped away in quick succession, exposing the women inside.
A woman peeing in a bathroom stall feels tugging in the pants at her ankles. Suddenly she is being pulled by her panties outside all the way to the main hall, all the while screaming and peeing in every which way. Women fighting each other for scattered shreds of other women’s underwear. Shouting and screaming and ripping and tearing and vanishing and crying.
“My god” said Amy at the chaos she witnessed.
“This is… Awesome…” She said with a huge smile. She suddenly realized just how much power her creations have. However, she did need to contain this situation. She did not like having this power uncontrolled. And to do so, she can’t make the same mistakes. She is no match for the moth’s speed. She would need to lay a trap for him.
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Back in the streets, Rachel was running for dear life. Even if she weren’t handcuffed or naked, out running a dog is next to impossible.
She could hear Buck’s barking in the distance, as she shoved shocked pedestrians out of the way. She tries to look back to see how close is the dog, when she accidentally backtracks into a man. The man was so stupefied by the site of the naked women that he simply dropped his hand to his side. Unfortunately for Rachel, the man was holding a very sizeable corndog. By freak accident, when she backed into the man – both has fallen and the corndog got shoved almost entirely up her butt. Rachel scream in agony. She bolted up in an instant and started running away even faster, while people were laughing hysterically at the site of the handcuffed woman with a corndog up her ass.
She tried running into nearby bushes, only to trip and fall on her butt, further pushing the corndog in. She couldn’t believe her bad luck. For a moment she stayed put, trying to see if the can get the corndog out of her ass. Her handcuffed hands couldn’t reach it. She cried in anger. However, when she heard Buck’s barks in the distance, she decided that now is not the time. She continued running in the bushes all the while trying to avoid falling again.
She ran for 10 minutes before stopping out of exhaustion. She decided to sit down and rest. It took her about 5 seconds to realize that she just sat on a particular plant called stinging nettle.
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Back at the mall, Amy was trying to improvise. But her mind was blank.
“Well” she thought, “Let’s think about it from end to start. Even if I did capture, I don’t trust this butterfly net to hold him properly. I need a container.” She noticed a honey shop next to her. Ignoring all the panic and screaming outside, she casually entered the shop and picked up a jar of honey. Just as she was about to empty the jar to hold the moth later, an idea came to her head. ”Perfect.” She thought and went outside to finally capture the bug.
Just as she was nearing a woman whose clothes were being torn off, the moth recognized Amy’s smell. It let go of her current victim and dashed towards Amy, confident it could eat her clothes. Just as it landed on her, it started to panic. It had failed to see that Amy was entirely covered in honey. Completely coated. The moth was helpless. Stuck in all the honey, slowly dripping downward.
Amy cupped the bug and slimed him into the jar. “That was surprisingly easy. It’s a good thing I didn’t make it super smart.” She giggled at the sight of all the naked ladies around her, full of embarrassment. She was the only clothed woman in the mall by now. She was free to judge them and laugh at them. But it was getting dark, and Amy needs to go back home and bring Lizzie some clothes. “Taxi !”