I’m wandering through the frozen foods section in Wal-Mart wearing an ornate aura of nomadism, which masks my wicked intentions. Frozen dinners are the main part of my diet and I love shopping for them.

I’m reading the label on on a box of frozen egg rolls for twenty-five minutes while this vulgar old hag impatiently waits behind me trying to get to the freezer. I notice that she’s wearing sandals, exposing her hideously sickening, fungus encrusted toenails – with transparent skin sheathing purplish dead veins. “Sir. . .Please excuse me.” she says touching my arm.

I pretend to be surprised saying, “Who’s that!”

I step back quickly with my right leg wielding a thickly heeled boot – viciously stomping on her toes, placing all my weight on them. She tries to scream but cannot – hunched over with her hands on her knees. I bounce slightly, my heel still firmly planted on her foot.
“Scream you morbid old hag!” I quietly shrill.

killing old hag

She can barely breathe, much less scream. . .pure terror. My heel finally cuts through to the hard floor – her toes sheared from her repulsively milky foot while a puddle of black blood grew underneath. Mangled skin portions entangled in whole sections of varicose veins lie blood sodden, hanging from her amputated toes.

I’m smiling at her with my mouth, while my eyes stay frozen without emotion. With a look of excruciating pain on her face she clutches her chest; I can actually hear the muffled sound of her ribs breaking as her heart explodes. I pull a thick clump of paper towels from my pocket and wipe my boots.

I begin quickly walking towards the automatic doors and don’t see any store employees. I make it out of there without anyone noticing me – my dick is hard from all the excitement.

The picture I found years ago somewhere on line, if these are your feet or you are the originator of the photo, I’ll give you credit. No old hags were injured in the writing of this story. :twisted:

BTW- This is an excerpt from one of two books I’ve been writing for over two years. It’s 1st person horror which makes it that much more disturbing. Remember, it’s just fiction…muah hahaha!


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