Life Within


My husband and I loved each other very much, but just as most couples we would get into arguments. Out biggest argument always revolved around a single disagreement: children.

I wanted children, he did not.

As the years passed I had hoped he would eventually come around and warm up to the idea of having children, but he remained stubborn and wouldn’t change his mind. I reminded him that if we waited too much longer we’d never be able to conceive a child of our own, but he didn’t seem to care. I even suggested adoption and fostering children but he wouldn’t hear it. “You’re not fit to be a mother!”

His cruel words burned into my memory. I loved him. Why would he say such a thing?

I wanted to carry a baby. I wanted to have a life inside of me, a little piece of him inside of me. I love my husband but he doesn’t have the right to keep me from doing this. No one can stop me.

I threw our my birth control pills and I sabotaged his condoms as I prepared to seduce my husband into a frenzy and lovemaking and passion. My husband, who knew I was desperate for the chance to have a life inside of me, discovered my plan and rejected my advances.

My own husband said I was crazy, that I was becoming obsessed and losing my mind. I loved him so much, how could he say such a horrid thing to me? I’m his loving wife.

That night I cried. I never cried so hard in all of my life. He didn’t have the right to do this! I would have the life I so craved.

It took me a week but I had my next plan ready. This plan was foolproof, there would be nothing he could do about it. This time he wouldn’t stop me. After he returned home from work I offered him a beer after slipping a dose of crushed sleeping pills into the drink. He of course didn’t taste any of the medicine as he greedily downed the offered beer. Within twenty minutes he was in a deep sleep, practically unconscious.

I dragged my husband into our bedroom and onto the bed. I stripped off his clothes and began kissing his body all over. “You can’t take this from me.” I whispered into his ear as he remained blissfully unaware of what was about to happen to him.

Hours passed as I had my way with his body. He didn’t awaken from his drug-induced slumber. Not once did he feel my warm lips pressing constantly against his cool skin, enjoying every sensation I felt as I carefully finished my task.

The bed sheets were soaked from my night activity. But the fluid wasn’t sweat, it was blood. My husband’s blood.

I sat on the floor of the bedroom, my back leaning against the foot of our family bed. I ran my hands lovingly over my tight stomach, thrilled about the life I was now carrying. I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the life inside of me for the full nine months like most women, but the few days I had with it would be the best of my life.

It’s no easy feat to devour an entire human being in a single night. But it was worth it.

I finally have a piece of my husband inside of me.

Original Author: Anonymous

7 Comments on 'Life Within'

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  • Commented on November 7, 2017 at 5:58 pm

    Wow! Thats pretty good! I dont understand the tags however. Ritual? I still thought that the story was amazing, and the twist at the end really got me! 4/5

  • Commented on November 8, 2017 at 9:16 pm

    Love this one! So great to finally see this one get approves, good work. and I think the ritual tag is barely relevant but because cannibalism is a ritualistic act?

  • Commented on November 10, 2017 at 1:03 pm

    Mix of romantic story and scary, pretty interesting

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  • Commented on November 17, 2017 at 3:04 pm

    THAT was a twist. Well done.

  • Commented on November 22, 2017 at 1:18 am

    that was one hell of a twist, love it

  • Commented on November 17, 2017 at 8:53 pm

    Pretty good story:)

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