The Streets were cold and dark; Winter was around the corner, but the weather could have easily betrayed that fact.
He shivered inside his jacket silently as his boots slapped against the ground loudly; The sound was comforting in the way that a small stick was comforting to have against a large dog: The dog could still kill you, but it felt good to have nonetheless.

He paused towards the side as he pulled a small cigarette out of his pocket and began to fumble with his lighter when his eyes fell on the posters.
Posters of all kinds; Movies, Plays, Music albums, Advertisements and more. The Wall seemed littered with them. He clicked his tongue in irritation; He wished that they didn't post them up. They always made the walls feel so grungy.

The light from the flame flashed and he began to puff slowly and carefully before his eyes fell on the Posters further down, barely illuminated by light.

"Want Sex? Call now at..."

A dark chuckle came to his lips; How pathetic. Yet, he was certain people fell for these sort of stupid things-
The soft growl from afar made him hesitate and wait. What an odd sound... He paused and took a few steps forward; The next poster...

"Be careful of fake attempts to..."

it seemed to be a warning about the previous 'Sex' poster; How good to see, even if this particular poster seemed rather beaten and worn.
He nodded to himself softly before his eyes slid to the next poster.

"Anything You Want for a Price. Call now at..."

Another one? He clicked his tongue again and reached for the poster, in an attempt to pull it down, but it didn't seem to want to move. It felt almost fresh.
He 'hmphed' and began to stab his cigarette into the number, watching the burn spread slowly before blowing it out. There was a soft damp sound that seemed to come from afar as he blew out the small burns.
...That was better. His eyes darted to the side, hopeful for another poster to speak out against these con-acts.

"Every Desire, Catered To. Call now at..."

Another? He gritted his teeth and kicked the wall; Damn these disgusting whores... He could hear a certain moaning from nearby; They were obviously close.
Surely the officials would've taken a stand? He quickly moved on to the next.

"Missing..."

He blinked. A stark change in tone. He rubbed his chin softly. He suddenly felt awkward.
He tried to assuage his feelings by continuing forward.

"Fulfill My Desires. Call now at..."

This one was odd... It had a similar theme to the sex posters, but the tone was... Powerful? Domineering?
He couldn't quite place it, but he found the strange sounds around him getting oppressive. Yet he continued forward.

"Missing..."
"Missing..."
"Have You Seen?"
"Where is...?"
"Missing..."

So many... He felt rather ill; He didn't want to see them. He wanted to go home...

"Do As I say. Call now at..."

He didn't want to.

"Do What I Want. Call now at..."

He didn't want to.

"Fulfill My Hunger. Now."

He froze. His body felt cold. He felt weak. His eyes didn't want to move off the Poster. But he felt compelled to look at the next... The next and last one.
It was a Warning Poster. It had a picture on it. A woman. The poster was faded and pathetic. He wasn't sure he could even recognize the woman.

He heard a soft scratching and his eyes darted past the poster towards an Alley; He stared at the curvaceous female figure that was leaning on a wall, her back towards him. She was wearing thin, skimpy clothes despite the cold. She seemed to be making the odd sounds he had been hearing. Was she one of the prostitutes...?

He noticed her head was raised back. His eyes went up and stared at the twitching hand that was slowly sliding down her throat as she gave an occasionally bird-like jerk, coaxing the limb into her massive, distended belly that he only began to register. He could see a vague shaking and struggling coming from within. He could hear the heavy wet sounds of digestion muffling the weak cries of pain. He jumped as a resounding crack rang out into the night as a bone shattered within the Woman's throat. He looked up at her and felt his body stiffen as her eye rolled back and focused on him. She didn't seem particularly concerned by him as she continued to swallow the arm slowly.

He turned and ran; He ran as fast as his legs would carry him.

He didn't know if she was chasing him and he didn't want to find out.

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I've generally drawn Ess preggo mostly, but she was original conceived as a Pred! So, she deserves a good meal every once a while!

I was rather pleased with the story; I think I did very well with the atmosphere and the set up.

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Until the next!
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