Chapter Fourteen

...Birthday

*Warning*

This chapter has graphic depictions of abuse, both verbal and physical.

Please do not read if you are sensitive to this.

You have been warned

~!BOOM!~

Blinding rays of light were bursting out of every open gash. My screaming from before had turned into an unrecognizable shrill, sounding like the whistle of a kettle. That high pitch caused windows and mirrors to shatter around the room, sending shards in all different directions. Pennywise could be heard faintly laughing with excitement from somewhere behind me. The fever scorching my body burned away at the ropes that were holding my body into place.

At the crown of my skull came the horrible sound of cracking and splitting. Reaching up, I wrapped my arms around my head. Knives felt as if they were tearing away at the flesh on my shoulder blades and the small of my back. The urge to pass out was strong yet my mind was racing. If someone t-boned my truck off a bridge, tossing me around inside, while it rolled down a hill and then ejected me into a bonfire - that still wouldn't come close to what I was enduring at this moment. It didn't seem possible for one woman to experience such suffering and survive.

As if someone hit an OFF switch, the pain and burning I was feeling everywhere left in an instant. Small cries were still escaping my open mouth, horrified at what just happened to me. Sweat was running down my face and my back felt like it had weights on it. Cautiously, I lifted my feet out of the stirrups and made an attempt to stand up. After too many hours with unusable limbs and god knows what else just happened, my legs buckled from under me. When I landed on the floor shards of glass pierced my hip and hands. I sat there, crying softly and feeling defeated when I sensed a presence to my right.

"Peaches…"

Tears and fear spread across my face I looked directly into Pennywise eyes. There were so many emotions coming from. In his eyes there was a concern but his smile was a smirk of excitement. I can't even images what my face was showing but I'm sure it wasn't pretty. As much as I wanted to deck the clown for standing around for not rescuing me, I couldn't. With a deep sigh, I swallowed the pride in my throat and spoke.

"Penny, can you uh" I paused, clearing my throat and regaining my composure, "…can you please help me off the floor?"

With more compassion I thought possible, Pennywise gently scooped me up and carried me to the kitchen table I was stripped on earlier. Priority one was to get the glass out of me. Reaching down, I grabbed at the biggest piece in my hip and pulled it out quickly. Crying out again I watched as blood streamed down my thigh. A gust of wind blew a few items around the room from what could only be descibed as wings behind me.

"Quick, grab me a towel to stop the bleeding", I demand of Penny. He was glued to the sight of the blood running out of me. I asked him again but this time he just pointed at my thigh, whispering "look".

We both watched in awe as the open wound was closing and healing on its own. Muscles were stitching back together and my skin sealed shut without scaring. I quickly looked at Pennywise needing an answer but the huge toothy grin on his face was all the answer I needed.

I was indestructible, like him.

One by one, Penny and I pulled all the glass pieces out and watched each one heal itself. Even with my body's newfound healing I still felt every jagged piece get removed. When I was glass free, Pennywise leaned down and licked the blood off my hip. A deep moaned escaped my lips while his long, coarse tongue slid over my sensitive skin. "Mmm, keep that up lover and I'll be likely to forgive you for earlier." Pulling back my foot, I planted it on his chest, shoving Pennywise away mid licking to stop him before we both lost it.

Step one before my overactive sex drive took over, is to do a personal inventory. I desperately wanted to look in the mirror but every glass in this room was shattered. Noticing a larger piece of mirror on the floor in the living room I pointed to it and asked the clown to bring it to me. Pennywise was hesitant at first but eventually, he retrieved it and held it up before me.

Oh, holy fuck.

Well, the good news was all of the gashes on my body were healed. The bad news was I kinda looked like the devil. So, yea, that's a thing now. My skin hadn't changed color but there were some other obvious changes to my appearance.

Horns were protruding from my skull. One set was coming from my forehead by my hairline while the other curled upwards to connect with the second set that was offset a bit at my crown. They almost looked like polished tourmaline, they were so smooth. My original hair color was completely gone. In its place was a black to blood red ombre which I didn't mind the look of at all.

Out of all my physical changes, the tail and wings were the hardest to comprehend. The wings and tail at my back were as black as my horns. The wings looking more similar to a raven or crow. In the right light, blue and purple danced and shimmered throughout them. I focused my thoughts to try and move them and was amazed at the wingspan they had. It had to be nearly over 5 feet. I stood up from the table, my balance having been recovered, and turned to look at my tail in the mirror. It started between the small of my back and the crack of my ass, right were my tailbone would be. Not only was it long but the end was tipped like an arrowhead. It also was black as the rest of my new appendages.

I turned again to fully take in the new me. Okay, my Inner Brain coming out of her shell, I have to admit we look like a badass bitch. I smiled at myself in the mirror. Yea, I totally did.

Looking down, it finally dawned on me I was still naked. I blushed deeply and made a poor attempt at covering my nudity. Pennywise tossed the mirror aside, it shattering as it hit the wall, and pulled me close to him.

"Don't for one second hide your glorious body from me."

There was a moment where I thought for sure I was going to yell and scream at him. I was still royally pissed off at him and yet I get why he didn't intervene. However, it was hard to be mad at someone who was planting sweet kisses on my face while he had a tight grab on my butt.

"And don't you think for one second that you're off the hook that easy. I can't just erase 3 hours of torture from my brain because I like the way my ass feels in your hands." I gave him a hard stare but he put on a fake pout complete with huge puppy dog eyes. The grip on my ass was getting tighter as he continued to grope me. I hissed in a breath from the pain. Damn clown, I couldn't help but smile.

I was just about to lean in and plant a kiss on my clown boy when the sound of a groan coming from the floor caught my attention. Glancing around Penny's body, I looked down and realized Gary was restrained on the ground. I can't believe I actually forgot all about my abductor. Gary was being held down, spread eagle, by over 2 dozen wooden hands. They were basically part of the flooring and ranged in size from toddler to adult. Except for the small cuts from the glass on his skin and clothes he was still dressed in his silk black get up. Good thing Pennywise remembered to stop him escaping because I had a very big bone to pick with that asshole. Still naked, I sauntered over to Gary, stopping between his legs. Hands on my hips and cocked to one side, I narrowed my eyes and explain to him his fate.

"So, Gary. I'm sure you have a lot of questions. Let me introduce you to my boyfriend. This is Pennywise, The Dancing Clown. Basically, I'm dating a demon and after I'm done hurting you he's gonna get his turn." Gary's expression was already wide-eyed and full of terror. My goal was to remove all emotion from his eyes. "Also, my name is Quinn, not Tiffany. Not that you'll ever get a chance to say it."

Turning, I noticed Pennywise was leaning his left side against the odd chair, watching the exchange between Gary and myself. There was an adorable smirk on his face. "What's so funny, clownboy?" I asked him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Just enjoying the show," Penny said, flashing me his bunny teeth. "I'm looking forward to whatever you're going to do to the human."

"Mm-hmm, well watch him while I go find something to wear. As much as I like your eyes wandering all over me I think this creep has seen enough, don't you think?"

"Just say the word, peaches, and I'll rip his eyes out and give them to you."

"Aw, would you really?" Gary's muffled screams could be heard from behind me.

"I'd do anything for you, Quinn"

"Is it weird that I find that insanely sweet?" Huh, maybe some personality changes come with this new body? "Part of me wants to be all 'No that's a terrible idea, Mister!'," I said with a silly baby voice then switching to low and sexy, "But another part of me wants to say 'Oh, baby, my panties are wet just thinking about it!

"I'll be making your panties wet later, my little devil," he said with his own devilish grin.

That grin alone was making me damp. I'm not sure why I feel like I want to be bent over and fucked till broken but it was making my thighs quiver thinking about Pennywise between them. Woah, calm down raging new hormones.

Giggling like a smitten high schooler I ran to another room looking for anything to cover up my nudity. Gary's 'supplies' didn't consist of anything other than sex toys and a few edible items for himself. There was one lingerie outfit that was tucked away under a bunch of dildos and duck tape. The top had a leather collar with a ring at the throat. From that, there was one long piece of thin, sheer black fabric that looped through the ring and wrapped like a reverse halter top. I snapped the collar in place and tied the black fabric around my waist after crisscrossing it over each breast. There was also one pair of silk black panties and simple strappy heels. Well, it's not a lot to cover up with but I'll be damned if I wear anything of Gary's.

After I was dressed, I came back out to the living room. The wooden hands still held Gary down but he was against the wall instead of the floor. I had just taken another step when beneath my shoe I felt something other than glass. It was the whip Gary had used to flay me with earlier. Picking it up, I draped the cord around my neck and moved to stand in front of my abuser. Staring at him with disgust, he continued to cry while I contemplated his fate.

Firm gloved hands came from behind me and grabbed my waist. Leaning back into the clown's embrace, Penny's sweet and metallic breath invaded my senses as he whispered in my ear. "Listen, my sweet peach. One of my many talents includes the ability to discover the deepest fear of humans. Can you guess what this pitiful lump of flesh fears the most?"

I wasn't sure if this was a game or a test to see if this new disguise came with abilities. An answer was on the tip of my tongue but I wanted to be sure before blurting it out. Keeping watch on Gary's captive form I focused on his face and the tears streaming down them. As if sensing my concentration, Pennywise continued to counsel me.

"Close your eyes and take in his emotions. He's scared of you. Can you feel it?"

Eyes closed, I cleared my mind and listened to the soft cries directly in front of me. At first, there was nothing except for the sound of my own heartbeat in my ears. But then, from the darkness behind my eyelids, different shapes were becoming visible. Each image was over in a flash and Gary was at the center on them all.

There were so many women. So many smiling faces that were young and full of life. My mind played like a movie as I watched the light get snuffed out of each one. Some were tortured to death, others he used their bodies for days before burying them alive. Countless bodies of streetwalkers, escorts, strippers, online hookups. All of them rotting beneath the earth in various locations. It became clear as day to me what Gary feared most. He was so terrified of it that he became its zealot.

It was pain.

It was the thing that tormented him every day. I didn't know his backstory and probably never will. Something must have made Gary what he is and whatever it was it was up to me and Pennywise to stop it from happening again. If I were to look in the mirror I would physically see a monster. But looking into the deepest part of a real monster was more horrific than anything I had imagined.

"Do it, Quinn", Pennywise growled his hot breath in my ear. "Take his life."

Could I do it?

Could I take another life and save another because of it?

How could we allow a monster like this to continue to live?

How many times did he slip money in my hands that might have come from the purse of a victim?

I hung my head down, my fiery hair falling around me. The thought caused bile to rise in my throat. I would have just been another body buried the ground but I stopped him. All because Pennywise told me I was different. Now it's my responsibility to stop this monster before he can take another life. I'll be damned if I let him hurt other women again. Women like me.

The same shaking I experienced earlier in the chair was coming back. Pennywise must have sensed it because he let me go and took a step back. Looking up at Gary I turned full bitch mode on. I was concentrating and channeling my rage into my limps. My nails were getting longer, my teeth sharper. I must have looked terrifying because Gary's eyes were wide and bulging, his screams muffled by the wooden hands.

"I'm going to break you, Gary. You've been bad and bad boy's get punished."

Repeating the same words to him that he spoke to me earlier brought me such satisfaction. The first crack of the whip on Gary's skin made me quiver. Almost like my body had been tense and needed the release. The second time split open some skin on his chest, blood dripping down onto his belly. The sight of the blood made my mouth water. Gary's failed attempts to move away from each blow was making Pennywise hoot with glee, the sound sexy and encouraging. With every strike, my body responded like a lovers touch were caressing my skin. Each tear on Gary's skin deeper than the last.

After 80 or so lashes I was a sweaty, sexually charged mess. Gary had gone unconscious sometime during the 40th hit. His body was destroyed beyond anything recognizable. Lacerations from his face to his thighs oozed and spilled into the already large pool of blood on the ground.

God, what is happening to me?

I turned around looking for Pennywise. My clown was still there, eyes glowing red and teeth as sharp as mine. Walking over to the table I set the whip down, hanging my head. Seriously, what was happening to me? My human upbringing was preventing me from finishing the job but the new demon side of me wanted to whip this asshole to death. This man had tortured me and would have done worse except my shapeshift prevented it. I was a survivor but everything was different now. Not only did I have to solve the issue of having a demon clown for a boyfriend and a hellhound for a dog but my new look needed to be discussed further. My temples were beginning to pound from the stress. All I really wanted now was to go back to the rental and snuggle with my puppy and Penny. I could figure out the rest tomorrow.

I turned around when I heard whimpers coming from Gary again. Even If I couldn't kill, I was interested to see what Pennywise would do instead. "Penny-love, I want more than anything than to see this waste of breath void of life. I just…this isn't something I'm ready for."

Pennywise must have been patiently waiting for me. The smell of blood was overpowering in the room and it was causing the demon clown to salivate like mad. Huge strands of drool hung from his mouth and had drenched the front of this costume. Without saying a word to me, Pennywise reached Gary is three long strides. The wooden hands disappeared instantly as Pennywise grabbed Gary in both hands, his feet dangling about 2 feet off the ground. Gary could only continue to whimper and moan as Pennywise gave him his final testimony. "You hurt my peaches, human. NO ONE hurts what is mine and livesss." Pennywise hissed in Gary's face, more drool running down his chin. The clown leaned in and inhaled deeply from Gary's open wounds. "Ah, you reek of fearrr."

Without flinching or looking away, I witnessed the end of Gary Hughes. Pennywise leaned his head back, the same sharp teeth he was sporting earlier grew long and became numerous. Penny's mouth had become so open and wide it thought for sure he would swallow Gary whole. In one motion, Pennywise snapped his head forward and clamped his open maw over Gary's head and shoulders, removing them in the process. The torso and limbs that were still in Penny's grip were twitching uncontrollably. Dropping the decapitated carcass, Penny grabbed a leg and tore it clean off, spraying myself and the wall with droplets of warm blood. I witnessed each appendage get removed and devoured by my boyfriend clown. This was the first time I had witnessed him eat which, in retrospect, makes sense as to why he wouldn't eat my own cooking. I guess fried eggs don't come close to human flesh. The sounds of wet meat could be heard along with crunching and grinding as Penny hunched over the remains on the floor.

When Pennywise turned, his yellow eyes blazing at me, his whole upper body was drenched in blood and gore. IT was a beautiful sight to be sure. I took a few steps towards, walking over blood, glass, and carnage. It wasn't until I was standing right in front of Penny that I noticed he was holding something in his hand.

"Well, you certainly look like you enjoyed yourself. What's that you got there?" I nodded my head towards his clenched fist.

"For you"

Pennywise raised his arm to me and unwrapped his fingers around what he was holding. In the palm of his gloved hand was the heart of Gary Hughes. This was more than just a dead organ he was presenting me with. It was a gift of fealty. Offering me the heart of my enemy was something right out of National Geographic. Penny was giving me his devotion. His faithfulness. His love.

I held out both hands and accepted the heart. There was a powerful, wild hunger that overtook me as I stared down at the heart in my hand. Like a scene out of Snow White, I bit down onto the heart like the poisoned apple. The muscle tissue gave away easily with my sharp new demon fangs. My eyes fluttering closed as the taste of it flooded the inside of my mouth. Nothing has ever tasted sweeter or as savory in my life.

It was then my mind realized what it had done and I turned my head and threw up.

Pennywise, having watched the whole exchange, threw his head back and roared with laughter. "Guess it's not for everyone, HAHA!"

Still doubled over and gagging I held my finger up indicating I'd be with him in a moment, inciting a new wave of laughter from the clown. What the hell? One minute I'm eating a heart like a starved manic and the next I'm purging it. Fuck you, new emotions!

While the last of the gaging was gone and I was reduced to just spitting, I was finally able to collect myself and stand back upright. The smirk on my clownboy's face was irritating and cute. "Listen, let's just pretend that didn't happen and we can all move on from here. Agreed?"

Still giggling, Pennywise agreed with a nod and jingle of bells from his suit.

"So, you're covered in blood. I'm covered in blood, vomit and God knows what else. What do you say we find a place to wash up. I need a drink and shower, badly."

"Well, it just so happens that there is a quarry not far from here. What do you say, Peaches? Wanna get wet with me?"

Oh, you naughty, naughty clown. I reached down with the hand not holding Gary's heart and took hold of the gloved hand of Pennywise.

"Abso-fucking-lutely." Before we walked out of the house of horrors hand in hand, I tossed the heart over my shoulder. "Lead the way, lover."