Drake

I think it's disgusting but I did come across a story site once and one of the stories involved this and it was captivating, if for no other reason than how bizarre it was. Here it is:

Both girls were hot as fire. The blond, with straight
hair just short of her shoulders, was provocative in
her coral pullover and tight tan slacks. Her top
exposed a tan midriff with a pierced belly button.
From the rear, her wide hips and slender figure hid
little of the treasures she hid beneath. She had that
tanned, athletic look to her, looking to be about
20ish and 5'8" 115lbs.

The second girl had long brown hair and brown eyes
and looked to be just a hair thinner than her friend,
her age appearing to be somewhere between 18 and 20.
While she looked conservative behind her glasses, her
button down red top and tightly fitting faded blue
jeans revealed her exquisite body. She had on of
those awesome butts that poked out ever so invitingly
with a nice gap in the middle that let you see right
between her long legs.

I watched them closely as I got back in my car and
slowly drove away from the gas pumps. Their
boyfriends were getting party supplies while the
girls stood next to the dark green Mustang GT
convertible. I took one least quick glance as I
pulled onto the highway and drove away into the
advancing darkness.

I had a long drive ahead and the sales meeting had
gone poorly, so I was not in the best of moods. The
man on the radio was saying that we could expect
thunderstorms later, but for now the night was lit up
by the light of a full moon rising between the
clouds.

I continued driving, speeding along the desolate road
I knew so well from my frequent travels. I was a road
to nowhere, but also one you had to watch due to
sudden curves and the lack of warning signs.

About an hour later I was watching as some idiot with
his high beams on was closing rapidly behind me.
"What a jerk" I thought, as he was rapidly overtaking
me and I was cruising at a not too shabby 75mph.

The car pulled out to pass and shot rapidly past me,
but not before I recognized the dark green Mustang
convertible with a blond in the front and a brunette
in the back. I could easily hear the throaty tune on
the small block V8 as the young driver punched it and
accelerated past me.

"Fools!" I thought, fully aware that this was no area
to be driving fast. While I knew the road like the
back of my hand, I still had to be careful of the
sharp turn lying in wait only a few miles ahead. Some
truck or tractor had flattened the warning sign a few
weeks back so now there was nothing but the sudden
sight of kudzu and trees in front of you to alert you
of the 90 degree turn to the left. I watched, as the
taillights grew further ahead, shrinking to small
dots in the distance.

I thought I saw them brighten for an instant, but the
just as quickly as I noticed it, they were gone,
replaced by the dark of night as if it has somehow
swallowed them whole. I eased off the gas and slowed
as I approached the hairpin turn.

Right at the turn there was a pull off area, where
there used to be an old Dumpster. I pulled into the
pull off and killed the engine. Opening the door, I
steeped out of the car and was deafened by the sound
of silence. Nothing. No frogs or crickets either.
Gazing up the road, I could see that the kudzu had
been disturbed in an area roughly in line with the
main road.

Returning to my car, I opened the trunk and removed a
few items that might come in handy: a flashlight, my
backpack complete with plastic bags, a knife, a
digital camera, and even some condoms for that
'special' occasion. I shook with excitement over the
possibilities that might await me below in the dark
woods.

The edge of the road was covered by a thick growth of
kudzu vines, which then fell away over a slope to a
drop of roughly 50 feet into the woods. Shining my
flashlight into the darkness, I could plainly see the
glistening white areas where the bark had been
stripped from several large trees by the impact.

There was now little doubt that the Mustang and its
passengers were awaiting me below. It took me a few
minutes to navigate the slope through the thick
growth. Fortunately, the moon chose that moment to
reappear, proving enough illumination to make the
trek much easier. Upon reaching the floor of the
woods, I could see the crumpled remains of the
Mustang lying upside down about 100 feet away.

As I approached the wreck, it became obvious that
they had been completely taken by surprise by the
turn. They had left no skid marks and had traveled
though the air, striking trees as they descended into
the darkened woods.

I approached from the driver's side and was greeted
by what once was the proud young driver. He had been
decapitated, leaving his upper torso to be crushed by
the steering wheel into the seat and dash. Where his
left arm and head had come to rest was anyone's
guess.

My gaze quickly shifted to the passenger seat, which,
at first glance, appeared to be empty. Walking around
the overturned car, I saw the body of the cute blond.
She had been partially ejected from the wreck; only
to have the unfortunate luck to be caught between the
car and a large oak tree as the car was still moving.

The girl had great looking feet, which surprisingly,
still resided within her sandals. Her tan pants and
slender legs still led to an inviting butt and wide
hips, but then everything changed. Instead of that
tight, tanned belly, there was now a mass of red meat
that revealed the girls coiled pink and bluish
intestines. The girls glistening intestines lay
spilled in a mass on the ground beside the car and
then trailed away to her torso, which lay at the base
of a large oak several feet away.

The girl's upper half had somehow come to rest in a
normal, upright position, leaving her relatively
unscathed face to gaze sightlessly into the woods in
eternal shock at the tragic events of the evening. As
I looked closely at this hauntingly beautiful sight,
I became aware that I was extremely aroused and hard
as a rock.

I stroked the dead girl's cheek, shuddering at the
silky smooth warmth of what had been a beautiful girl
only a few minutes before. Images of her youthful
exuberance and the sound of her voice played in my
mind from our brief encounter at the gas station
earlier in the evening. Sliding my hand along her
smooth skin, I grabbed a quick feel of her braless
breasts, now slowly cooling in the moonlight.

While I was considering fulfilling my fantasy,
clearly her torn body was far too messy, covered with
her blood and guts along with the shredded red meat
that once composed her taught, smooth belly.

Turning back to the car, my mind began racing. "Where
was the other girl?" I wondered. Suddenly, I noticed
that there were feet and legs protruding from under
the rear of the car. I quickly looked them over, only
to find that they belonged to the boyfriend of the
dark haired girl. He was now clearly depressed,
having been ejected from the car only to have it roll
onto him as it came to rest. It was probably a good
thing that his face was hidden from sight, as the
weight of the car must have smashed him to bits.

"But where is the girl?" I wondered. Slowly, I worked
back up the slope, carefully peering through the
kudzu. After several minutes, just when I was
becoming frustrated, my flashlight showed a hint of
red in the brush. Quickly, I moved to the location
and was greeted by a most wonderful sight.