Furthur Adventures of Gatesville Bob, Demon Hunter
Oct 1, 2017 13:30:46 GMT -5
Post by themirrorthief on Oct 1, 2017 13:30:46 GMT -5
Gatesville Bob fired his blunderbuss directly into the backside of the monster. The thing was huge, hairy, and smelled unholy. It had long yellow fangs and four baleful eyes. It screamed with indignation as the iron pellets scorced its loins. Bob was a bit unnerved when the thing turned instead of dashing away like a scalded dog.
This was not a good thing, the hairy monster charged with a earth shattering howl that wakened the primal urge to flee with great haste within the man. He did not flee though.
Bob quickly whipped out his flintlock pistols and fired both into the fiend's horrific features. The monster hesitated, pawing at the places where two of its four eyes had been. Other than that, it merely seemed annoyed. Bob drew his broadsword and double barreled derringer. The thing was certainly being pain in his rear.
"Why have you come here to die Human?" the monster growled whilst displaying its horrible fangs. Already two new eyes were forming to replace the two Bob had blasted away. It was something to avenger glared at in amazement. What an astonishing ability the creature had...obviously there was black magic involved here.
"I have heard many complaints about you monster. You have devoured many farm animals and even a few small children. There are even rumors you ate an elephant once. Therefore I felt you needed killing. I like elephants, even some children sometimes. I will admit though, I had hoped you would be much easier to kill. Obviously you are hell spawned though so pardon me as I splash this holy water on you."
Without another word Bob hurded a clear globe directly onto the creature. The thin glass burst and the water gushed out and drenched the thing. Immediately smoke poured forth from the thick fur and all four of said monster's eyes opened wide. "Oh, that burns, damn you Gatesville Bob, you are a cruel and hateful man creature. A bane on you and all that is yours...oooh, it burns so!"
"The fire will be even hotter in hell, so best ye get used to it now foul denizen of decay"
The creature busied itself furiously, frantically patting away at its burning fur. It was a mostly futile effort but he was distracted enough for Bob to reload the blunderbuss with nails and a broken whiskey bottle. The he fired it directly into the demon's manly parts.
"AiiieeeeeeHHHH, oh you bastard man, you have ruined me. Even I can not grow back my most important parts...better to be blind...oooooo!!!"
Gatesville viewed his handiwork with satisfaction as the fearsome creature hopped about attempting to put out the flames whilst grasping its insulted groin. Bob almost felt sorry for the once horrible entity. Then Bob sighed and took careful aim with the derringer. He hated to waste good silver on such a hateful monstrosity but he fired both barrels into the thing's hairy chest. It glared at him with raw hate and then slowly toppled over. Bob nodded in satisfaction as it lay there groaning almost pitifully.
Gatesville Bob stood patiently waiting for the thing to pass so he could burn the corpse. He did not expect what happened then. Immediately after "it" took its last breath a bewildering transformation began to take place. A startled Bob hastily reloaded all his weapons for he could not predict with any certainty what was occuring before his staring eyes.
Several moments passed and Bob stood frozen with amazement. Where once a most foul abomination had layed, now sat a most lovely woman. Her hair was long and golden and her limbs were pale and without blemish. She was totally nude and her perfect breasts heaved with what was obviously excitement. She rose to her feet and stretched with seeming pleasure, as though just arisen from a long sleep.
"I am free at last from the curse, I had given up all hope and only wished to die somehow...although I did not dream even that was possible. A curse on that witch that imprisoned me within the beast she begat."
"I am at a loss for words..." Bob managed. I have never beheld such beauty. You are living prof that God is the ultimate creator."
The girl smiled with perfect white teeth. Then she quickly walked up to Bob and threw her arms around his neck. "You have saved me brave one!"
Bob was only a man, her slender arms and soft breasts sent a thrill through his powerful limbs. He was a lustful man by all accounts and had a weakness for the feminine sex. His powerful arms circled her back and crushed her abundant softness to the hard muscles of his chest. It was then that he felt the stinging sensation at his throat. To late he realized she was a vampire! Suddenly all strength left him and his body became as water. He shivered violently as his hot blood ran from him. But then he felt release, the sting at his throat ceased and fell away. The beatuiful girl fell at his feet with a wooden shaft protruding from her sensual breast. She glared at him with hate and shock before withering into smoke before his very eyes. Soon there was nothing left except bones with a leathery, black sort of parchment where once the lovely flesh had been.
Bob struggled to gather himself as a pretty young girl with flaming red hair stepped out of the shadows. She had a huge smile on her face and a crossbow in her arms. "Oh Daddy, I just love monster hunting with you...can we please go again the next full moon. Please Daddy, promise."
"Kids," Bob uttered under his breath as he reached for the whiskey bottle inside his shirt. They'll be the death of me yet. I wish I had stopped at a dozen of the worrisome twits. A bane on fertile women."
This was not a good thing, the hairy monster charged with a earth shattering howl that wakened the primal urge to flee with great haste within the man. He did not flee though.
Bob quickly whipped out his flintlock pistols and fired both into the fiend's horrific features. The monster hesitated, pawing at the places where two of its four eyes had been. Other than that, it merely seemed annoyed. Bob drew his broadsword and double barreled derringer. The thing was certainly being pain in his rear.
"Why have you come here to die Human?" the monster growled whilst displaying its horrible fangs. Already two new eyes were forming to replace the two Bob had blasted away. It was something to avenger glared at in amazement. What an astonishing ability the creature had...obviously there was black magic involved here.
"I have heard many complaints about you monster. You have devoured many farm animals and even a few small children. There are even rumors you ate an elephant once. Therefore I felt you needed killing. I like elephants, even some children sometimes. I will admit though, I had hoped you would be much easier to kill. Obviously you are hell spawned though so pardon me as I splash this holy water on you."
Without another word Bob hurded a clear globe directly onto the creature. The thin glass burst and the water gushed out and drenched the thing. Immediately smoke poured forth from the thick fur and all four of said monster's eyes opened wide. "Oh, that burns, damn you Gatesville Bob, you are a cruel and hateful man creature. A bane on you and all that is yours...oooh, it burns so!"
"The fire will be even hotter in hell, so best ye get used to it now foul denizen of decay"
The creature busied itself furiously, frantically patting away at its burning fur. It was a mostly futile effort but he was distracted enough for Bob to reload the blunderbuss with nails and a broken whiskey bottle. The he fired it directly into the demon's manly parts.
"AiiieeeeeeHHHH, oh you bastard man, you have ruined me. Even I can not grow back my most important parts...better to be blind...oooooo!!!"
Gatesville viewed his handiwork with satisfaction as the fearsome creature hopped about attempting to put out the flames whilst grasping its insulted groin. Bob almost felt sorry for the once horrible entity. Then Bob sighed and took careful aim with the derringer. He hated to waste good silver on such a hateful monstrosity but he fired both barrels into the thing's hairy chest. It glared at him with raw hate and then slowly toppled over. Bob nodded in satisfaction as it lay there groaning almost pitifully.
Gatesville Bob stood patiently waiting for the thing to pass so he could burn the corpse. He did not expect what happened then. Immediately after "it" took its last breath a bewildering transformation began to take place. A startled Bob hastily reloaded all his weapons for he could not predict with any certainty what was occuring before his staring eyes.
Several moments passed and Bob stood frozen with amazement. Where once a most foul abomination had layed, now sat a most lovely woman. Her hair was long and golden and her limbs were pale and without blemish. She was totally nude and her perfect breasts heaved with what was obviously excitement. She rose to her feet and stretched with seeming pleasure, as though just arisen from a long sleep.
"I am free at last from the curse, I had given up all hope and only wished to die somehow...although I did not dream even that was possible. A curse on that witch that imprisoned me within the beast she begat."
"I am at a loss for words..." Bob managed. I have never beheld such beauty. You are living prof that God is the ultimate creator."
The girl smiled with perfect white teeth. Then she quickly walked up to Bob and threw her arms around his neck. "You have saved me brave one!"
Bob was only a man, her slender arms and soft breasts sent a thrill through his powerful limbs. He was a lustful man by all accounts and had a weakness for the feminine sex. His powerful arms circled her back and crushed her abundant softness to the hard muscles of his chest. It was then that he felt the stinging sensation at his throat. To late he realized she was a vampire! Suddenly all strength left him and his body became as water. He shivered violently as his hot blood ran from him. But then he felt release, the sting at his throat ceased and fell away. The beatuiful girl fell at his feet with a wooden shaft protruding from her sensual breast. She glared at him with hate and shock before withering into smoke before his very eyes. Soon there was nothing left except bones with a leathery, black sort of parchment where once the lovely flesh had been.
Bob struggled to gather himself as a pretty young girl with flaming red hair stepped out of the shadows. She had a huge smile on her face and a crossbow in her arms. "Oh Daddy, I just love monster hunting with you...can we please go again the next full moon. Please Daddy, promise."
"Kids," Bob uttered under his breath as he reached for the whiskey bottle inside his shirt. They'll be the death of me yet. I wish I had stopped at a dozen of the worrisome twits. A bane on fertile women."