***WARNING - NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEARTED***
***IN FACT, I WOULDN'T RECOMMEND READING IT AT ALL***
It was almost midnight. In the aquarium all was silent apart from the sound of air bubbles in the tanks. Suddenly, from above there was the sound of breaking glass. Emily dropped through the hole she had made and lowered herself down. Ten feet above the floor she stopped, and swung herself over to a gantry, above the tanks.
There she met a friend of hers, Bill. He had worked in the aquarium for many years, and was one of Emily's old boyfriends. When Emily had told him about her adventures with snakes he had suggested that she should come down to the aquarium with him as he could show her something she would enjoy.
Bill had stayed late after the aquarium had closed, and the security guards all knew him by sight. However, he could not take Emily in that way. He had worked out a way to enter the building undetected, and this was how Emily had entered. Staying silent, Bill led Emily over the maze of scaffolding. Once they had gone around a hundred yards he stopped and spoke softly.
"Stay as quiet as you can. The security guards must not know you're here. Look below us. They are six conger eels. The smallest, Jake, is five feet. Emily, named after you, is six foot three. Then John and Bill, named after me, are both around seven feet. Rachel is eight foot six, and the biggest, Goliath, is over nine feet long and has a diameter of more than nine inches. Do you know much about conger eels?"
"Not really," Emily confessed. "They are carnivorous, and extremely dangerous," Bill said. "They kill by biting onto you, and then twisting chunks of your flesh out. I guessed that you wouldn't want that so for tonight they are muzzled. I've also increased the water temperature slightly. However, it is still very cold."
Emily tested the water. Bill was right, and it was prohibitively cold. However, the idea of swimming amongst the eels appealed to her. "OK then, I'll do it," she said. "Would you mind looking away while I undress?" Bill looked away, remembering when Emily had shared her body with him. Ever since she had left him he had missed it.
Bill heard the splash as Emily entered the water. "You can look now," she said. Emily was floating in the water, with just her head above. "How do I attract their attention?" she asked. Bill passed her a small bottle. She opened it, and recognised the smell of blood. "Just put some of the blood where you want the eels to go," he told her. Emily rubbed some over her breasts and into her pubic hair, and then passed the bottle back to Bill.
Immediatly the eels started to pay attention. Emily watched as Goliath slowly emerged from a hole in the wall. Although nowhere near the size of some of the snakes she knew, he looked big and very mean. The other eels also emerged, and started to swim round her. She reached out and touched one. Quickly he, or possibly she, moved away, still cautious of this unknown person. The eel's skin was slippery, and very different to the snakes she was used to. Each eel had two fins, one running along the top of its body, the other along the bottom.
Slowly the eels became less cautious. She could see that they were homing in on the areas which she had blooded. Suddenly, without any warning, one of the eels lunged forwards at her breast. Unable to open its mouth, the attack was harmless, but the force of the eel knocked her backwards. Soon the eels realised that she posed no threat to them. They were all over her, attacking from every side. She could feel them bruising her.
"Wait for them to stop," Bill said to her. Once the eels had realised that they could not bite her, they stopped their attack and stated to swim round her. However, unlike before their attack, the eels were now coming right into her and swimming over her skin. She could feel their fins brushing her, just gently touching her.
As she watched they moved closer and closer into her. She felt one swimming between her legs. As the eel swam close its fin went right into her, through her pubic hair, brushing inside her vagina. This is what she had been hoping would happen. However, she still wanted them closer, to feel the entire length of their bodies passing between her legs, and sliding over her vagina.
Looking down at the different eels she realised that if she could get Goliath to swim below her then he would be almost certain to make continuous contact. She asked Bill for some more of the blood and he handed her the bottle. She opened the bottle in front of Goliath. Immediately Goliath went to it. She took it round in front of her and then down and between her hips. To her delight Goliath followed. He swam straight between her legs, pushing up onto her vagina, then up and pushing apart her buttocks. All the time his fin was pushing inside her, first into her vagina, then into her anus.
She took the bottle round again for another go. This time, as well as Goliath there were two other eels following it. One she remembered was Emily by its colour, but the other one she did not recognise. As she brought the bottle of blood round the eels fought to get to it. As it came under her legs Emily was closest to her, and she was aroused by the slippery touch of her namesake.
Meanwhile the other eels were swimming round her body. Each one was touching her by now, and she passed the bottle back up to Bill, the water now saturated with blood. The eels continued to swim under and around her, and barely a moment passed when there was not an eel between her legs, with its smooth slippery skin and strong fin against her vagina.
Emily could see Bill watching her. "I like your eels," she called out. She could now feel each eel which went past her arousing her, and she knew that with two or three minutes more of this she would reach her orgasm. She played with her erect nipples, and pulled one of the eels towards them. Its fin gently passed over them, and she pulled another eel towards her.
Meanwhile the eels between her legs continued to arouse her. She floated still, her legs far enough apart to give them plenty of room. Slowly her orgasm built up. Still she stayed still, not wanting to interfere with the eels when they were doing so well already.
When Bill could see that her orgasm was upon her he clamped his hand across her mouth. She moaned in pleasure, but the sound was muffled by his hand. She came into the water, and this seemed to stir the eels up more. They went wild, all six of them swimming directly at her vagina, trying to get as close as they could.
Suddenly the eels all swum up to the surface, to Bill. Emily watched in horror as he removed the muzzles. "This is for leaving me, bitch," he said to her in a quiet, menacing tone. Once all the muzzles were removed the eels turned back into the water and swam slowly towards her.
A sudden pain alerted her to the arrival of the first eel. It was one of the smaller ones, and had bitten onto a buttock. Next she saw Goliath swim up from under her legs and bite her on the waist. She saw her namesake swim towards her and clamp onto a breast. A fourth eel swam down, and then up, and she felt its sharp teeth pierce her vagina. A fifth bit her leg, and the last her foot.
Emily screamed for help as she felt the eels twisting, ripping chunks out of her. Goliath was first to take a mouthful, leaving a gaping wound in her stomach. Her blood flowed out, and she tried to stop the flow with her hands. She looked up and saw Bill creeping away, and realised that the guards, when they arrived, would take it as the act of a mad woman.
A sudden intense pain pulled her away from her thoughts. She looked down, and saw that the eel had ripped open her vagina. Soon another one had pulled off her nipple with a large section of breast. Her foot was next to go, with almost half pulled off in one bite. Then she felt the last eel rip out her thigh. She was loosing blood quickly, and the eels were quick to eat what they had pulled off.
Emily heard people running towards her and she shouted for help again. The guards stopped in front of the tank and looked in horror. At the same time Goliath came back and bit onto her other breast. Seeing this, one of the two guards was physically sick. "Do something!" Emily shouted. "Break the Glass!" The security guard aimed his gun at the glass away from Emily and let off five shots. Each shot pierced the glass, letting water flow out, but it still remained mainly unbroken.
The other eels were now coming back. One took hold of her wildly flailing arm. Another latched onto her chest. The shortest one, Jake, bit onto the inside of her exposed vagina, ripping into her cervix. Rachel grabbed onto her same leg again, trying to take more out of the muscle. Emily screamed in pain and shouted to the guard to do something.
The guard took a step back, and kicked the glass where he had shot it. Emily could see a crack forming. He kicked again, and the glass shattered. Gallons of water flooded out, and the guard lost his balance and fell over. Emily landed on the ground with the eels still attached. She had expected the loss of water to affect them, but it seemed to make little difference. The eels were still pulling at her, pushing themselves against the ground.
Goliath ripped off her breast and moved backwards. Emily watched helplessly as he consumed it. She felt her leg rip, and another eel cannoned backwards at the sudden loss of resistance. Suddenly she heard a shot fired. The guard had fired off his remaining shot. It caught one of the eels in the tail.
Another stab of pain, and she saw Jake come loose. She looked at her genitals, damaged beyond recognition. She was beginning to feel the effects of blood loss, and began to lose consciousness. Before she did so, she felt her arm muscle rip, as another eel bit through. Another gunshot rung out, then another a few seconds later. It was Bill, shooting the guards. He walked towards her.
"You were so pretty. What a shame it had to end like this." "Fuck You!" Emily replied. Bill continued. "You brought this on yourself, thinking that a eel could bring you more pleasure than I could. You went into the water. You put the blood on yourself. You killed yourself. Except, of course, I shall finish you." Bill pointed the gun at her. "Remember, you killed yourself." Emily heard the shot, and her world went black.
By Konstricta