Rule 3 - Craven

LOCK THE DOOR.

Three Years Ago

I pulled my mouth away from the beautiful Tanis Barclay with a great struggle. I sighed and stood from the mattress placed on the basement floor we'd been making out on. She frowned and shoved her hands under her perfect rack.

"Come back, Craven, please," she pleaded. My cock was screaming for me to listen to her, but my plans were more important than getting my dick wet. I closed my eyes and thought about the video game I'd been playing before she came over. Portal. I ran through the last level I'd beaten until my dick went down.

"Not yet, babe, but soon. I'm going to go get everything ready now. Why don't you get the table ready, or go back through the book. Make sure you know your lines."

She nodded, despite the pout on her plump lips, and stood. She tugged down her short, black dress, covering her G-string panties. I bit my lip until I tasted blood and reminded myself that it would be worth the wait.

Only a little bit longer.

I turned and left the basement, heading upstairs to the kitchen.

"Once the ritual is over, I'm never coming back down here!" she called to me. "It reeks of mold!"

I rolled my eyes but said nothing. It was a basement. What did she expect? I pulled a cigarette from the pack in my pocket and lit it when I reached upstairs, then smoked while I dug through the fridge.

"Are you finally getting that gross stuff out of here?"

I straightened and looked over the door, eyeing my teen sister, Andy. She glared at me in annoyance.

"What's it to you?" I turned back to the fridge.

"It smells horrible, and it makes me sick every time. What is it?"

I pulled the pickle jar filled with red liquid and chunks sloshing around in it and held it up to the light. Andy gagged and stepped back.

"You're sick. Whatever that is, you're sick." She fled the kitchen, and I slammed the fridge shut triumphantly. We were only four years apart, but she drove me up the wall. I set the jar of blood on the table and went through the spice cabinet. I ran through the list in my head, pulling down all the things we needed to do the ritual.

I put it all in a plastic bowl I found in a cabinet and grabbed the jar, heading back downstairs.

"The book says you need all fresh ingredients," Tanis whined as I set the items on the pool table.

"It's like cooking," I said, pulling out another cigarette. "If you can, always get fresh, but if not, you can substitute it for shit from the pantry." I blew out the smoke and leaned my back on the table. "It'll be fine."

"Maybe we should wait until you buy the fresh stuff." She twisted her hands. "I want to make sure it goes perfect."

I stubbed my smoke out on the green felt. "Tanis, babe, relax." I went to her, putting my hands on her shoulders and pulling her in for a deep kiss. "There's no point in waiting. Money's tight right now. I ditched that gig over at Peter Piper's, and I used my last check to buy all the fucking candles." I looked over her shoulder, where a stack of boxes filled with 237 tall, white candlesticks sat, waiting for us to get started.

"You lost your job? Craven," Tanis gently pushed me away. "You said you'd keep it this time. I thought you liked it there."

"Dressing up like a giant purple penguin and bringing pizza to screaming brats all day? Hardly. I got paid and got out of there. It's going to be fine. We'll do the ritual, become reanimated, and then ditch this shitty fucking town and go on the road to pursue our fortune." I threw up my hands and laughed wildly. "Tanis, babe, the world will be our oyster! We can do whatever we want with no consequences. We won't need to worry about a thing. Come on, it's time. We've been preparing for months. You've got this."

She chewed on the inside of her cheek and looked up from the floor. She was gorgeous. I still didn't understand how I'd managed to pull such a fine piece of ass.

We'd gone to high school together, but I was a loser who spent my time with other losers playing card games and RuneScape on the weekends. I was scrawny and my face too greasy and way too shy to do more than stutter when she walked down the hall with all her other popular friends. Tanis was... everything. She was the teen dream. Long legs, hourglass frame, pretty face, but more importantly, she was kind. While her friends loved pushing me into lockers and calling me names, she would stick up for me.

It never went past that. Back then, she didn't see me as anything other than a boy getting bullied. It wasn't until after we graduated, when I started hitting the gym, my acne cleared up, and I got a better haircut that she saw me as more. We crossed paths at the gym one day, I mustered up the courage to ask her out, and the rest was history.

Mostly.

There was one thing I'd been holding out on. Until tonight.

"And you're sure about this? That it'll work?" Her beautiful eyes melted my ice-cold heart. I cupped her face.

"Yes. I already showed you on the snake, remember? And the video of that streamer chick and her boyfriends? Let's just get this over with. I'm ready to start our new lives."

We went through the motions, lighting all the candles, setting everything in the bowls, and opening the book to the right page. I pushed PLAY on my phone, and the chanting music boomed through the speakers around the room. I looked over at Tanis, and a slow smile crept onto her lips, making my cock twitch. I knew she'd be into it. She hooked her finger and called me forward. I went to her, and our mouths hungrily devoured each other.

I ran my hand up her thigh, sliding between her legs. I teased her through the thin fabric, and she groaned into my mouth.

"Please, Craven, I need you inside me."

I slid a finger into her wet pussy and thrust in and out. "Not yet. Only after we've both been reanimated. Let's get started, shall we?" I grabbed the bucket of blood and poured it over the top of us. She squealed as the ice cold, thick, copper-smelling liquid drenched us. I pulled her tits out of her dress and fucked her with my fingers until she threw her head back, coming all over my hand. The moment she came, I pulled the knife from behind my back, raised it, and swung down, piercing her heart. She gasped and fell onto the table.

I moved fast, repeating the chant, slicing her open, and then sewing her shut again. When I was done, she flew up, clutching her chest and looking frantically around the room.

I did it.

She found my eyes and we stared at each other, stunned that it worked.

There was only a small pause before I lifted her off the table and was shoving her to her knees. She took my cock out and inhaled it so deeply I thought I was going to see god. I gripped the table and closed my eyes, reveling in the pleasure pounding through me in hard waves. I was going to come quickly. Realizing this, I found the knife and gave it to her.

"I'm close, baby. You remember how to do this, right?"

She looked at me and the sight of her in all her reanimated glory sucking my cock brought me over the edge. I came in her mouth and she plunged that knife hard into me. The pain shooting through me, paired with the orgasm, was intense and dizzying. I closed my eyes and collapsed backward.

In my final moments, I saw Tanis grab the book and begin to read the incantations, and then, I saw a light coming from the top of the stairs.

I awoke sometime later to the sounds of Tanis sobbing. I sat up, but... something wasn't right.

"Tanis?" I called out.

She screamed and spun, looking wildly around the room.

"Who said that?"

I stood and realized I was on the floor. She jumped when she saw me and cupped her mouth in horror.

"What's wrong? It worked!" I lifted my arms and turned my head and then it was my turn to be horrified. I didn't have arms. I had... brown fur. It wasn't just my arms, it was my legs, and my belly and my head too! I touched myself all over, not understanding what was going on.

Tanis crept closer to me, cocking her head. Makeup was running down her face as she bent and picked me up.

"Craven?" she whispered.

"Yeah?" I looked around and saw my body lying on the table, my cock still out, and very much dead. "What the hell happened?"

"Andy interrupted the ritual and..."

"And what?" I snapped. "Where am I, if I'm not in there?" I pointed to my body. Tanis took a large breath and carried me to the basement bathroom, where a mirror was. She turned me toward the reflection and all I saw was her holding a teddy bear.

"Is that me?"