"Ow! What are these things?!"
"You'll find out soon, my child."
"I don't want them!" Alice yelled.
"It's not about want, you see, this is about you growing up, and becoming something far more." Her mother spoke, a gentle and calm tone of a mother to her own child.
"Like you?" She tilted her head.
"Yeah... like me. Just a few of these will do."
"Why won't they stop?!"
Alice began crying out, as she tried her hardest to shove these large, writhing, pulsating maggots inside of her, they had crawled through her eyes and were trying their absolute best to get to her throat and get her to swallow them. Her mother and her father were there, and there were others.
The maggots squished themselves down, they were not just squishy but squelched, and they made sounds like wet slapping. Alice cried in agony and discomfort, as they went down, and she was forced to swallow, or to choke and not.
"It's okay Alice, eat your maggots, they're healthy for you!"
"It hurts!"
"Ah... yes, but we must do it, dear Alice." A smile in her tone of words.
Alice cried as her mother held her head and held down the squishy, wet, and cold maggots that squished themselves in once more.
Her stomach could be seen through an x-ray in the operating room. Inside there were numerous maggots. Her stomach acid had melted and digested many of the smaller ones.
They ate her intestines and her blood, they ate and ate and ate, they were still eating her flesh, but this was no normal stomach. This was an empty, cold and hollow space within a body, this body had no warmth in the middle. The inside of her abdomen was freezing cold and was filled with a strange liquid. The inside of the human body is usually warm, the average temperature was around 36 degrees, but this body was averaging -43 degrees when it was empty.
She felt every moment of the maggots eating at the inside of her abdomen.
But she did not know what she should have been feeling. She could not understand why her own intestines and her own organs and her own body would have wanted her to suffer in such agony. Or why her parents and these strangers wearing metallic masks would be subjecting her to this, and if this is all part of the process of 'growing-up', she was not willing to subject her to it.
"This feels so weird..." Alice spoke, her voice hoarse, as the maggots squirmed inside of her, she was losing her ability to speak, and her consciousness felt as if it was on a tight rope, holding itself on the brink of unconsciousness and consciousness. She didn't understand. But she felt her sanity shattering like glass.
"Ah... you're doing very good so far, Alice... You're not like the other kids, you know?" Her mother spoke with a smile as she moved her fingers around to try and massage the inside of Alice's abdomen in order to stimulate the movement and the squishing of the larvae.
"I am...?" Alice said, with a hoarse whisper in her tone.
"Yes! The other kids usually..." She thought carefully of what her next words should be, "...well, their heads usually burst and they usually end-up like mush by now..." She trailed off.
Alice didn't say anything.
"Ow! What are these things?!"
"You'll find out soon, my child."
"I don't want them!" Alice yelled.
"It's not about want, you see, this is about you growing up, and becoming something far more." Her mother spoke, a gentle and calm tone of a mother to her own child.
"Like you?" She tilted her head.
"Yeah... like me. Just a few of these will do."
"Why won't they stop?!"
Alice began crying out, as she tried her hardest to shove these large, writhing, pulsating maggots inside of her, they had crawled through her eyes and were trying their absolute best to get to her throat and get her to swallow them. Her mother and her father were there, and there were others.
The maggots squished themselves down, they were not just squishy but squelched, and they made sounds like wet slapping. Alice cried in agony and discomfort, as they went down, and she was forced to swallow, or to choke and not.
"It's okay Alice, eat your maggots, they're healthy for you!"
"It hurts!"
"Ah... yes, but we must do it, dear Alice." A smile in her tone of words.
Alice cried as her mother held her head and held down the squishy, wet, and cold maggots that squished themselves in once more.
Her stomach could be seen through an x-ray in the operating room. Inside there were numerous maggots. Her stomach acid had melted and digested many of the smaller ones.
They ate her intestines and her blood, they ate and ate and ate, they were still eating her flesh, but this was no normal stomach. This was an empty, cold and hollow space within a body, this body had no warmth in the middle. The inside of her abdomen was freezing cold and was filled with a strange liquid. The inside of the human body is usually warm, the average temperature was around 36 degrees, but this body was averaging -43 degrees when it was empty.
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She felt every moment of the maggots eating at the inside of her abdomen.
But she did not know what she should have been feeling. She could not understand why her own intestines and her own organs and her own body would have wanted her to suffer in such agony. Or why her parents and these strangers wearing metallic masks would be subjecting her to this, and if this is all part of the process of 'growing-up', she was not willing to subject her to it.
"This feels so weird..." Alice spoke, her voice hoarse, as the maggots squirmed inside of her, she was losing her ability to speak, and her consciousness felt as if it was on a tight rope, holding itself on the brink of unconsciousness and consciousness. She didn't understand. But she felt her sanity shattering like glass.
"Ah... you're doing very good so far, Alice... You're not like the other kids, you know?" Her mother spoke with a smile as she moved her fingers around to try and massage the inside of Alice's abdomen in order to stimulate the movement and the squishing of the larvae.
"I am...?" Alice said, with a hoarse whisper in her tone.
"Yes! The other kids usually..." She thought carefully of what her next words should be, "...well, their heads usually burst and they usually end-up like mush by now..." She trailed off.
Alice didn't say anything.
"Alright, I'm gonna put another one inside of her," Alice's father said, "This one is called the Ptero-gastus." He picked the larva that looked to be the biggest. It had two arms that protruded from the sides of the abdomen and its face was completely covered in a slimy membrane. "If I am correct, this one will go straight into her brain through her nose." Alice's mother said, as the father took the large larvae and put his hands in his pockets, grabbing some kind of plastic tubing, and connecting it to his hand, then he stuck the other end into the child's nose, "This might hurt a lot, my sweetie..." He said gently. The father pushed the tube upwards through Alice's nose and into the soft tissue, she was breathing rapidly and almost panicking because the tube felt so unnatural in her nostrils. It went up further into the back of the skull and out into the soft grey matter of the brain.
Alice began crying.
It wasn't the same.
This felt wrong. So very, wrong. These were not her memories. They did not have her touch. It was not the memories that a being of the cosmos, a monster that has no need for these sorts of thoughts and experiences, a thing without a need for emotions, without any desire, without any knowledge or intelligence.
These things, these... memories, these thoughts, these experiences, this intelligence, knowledge, desire...
It didn't make sense to Alice.
No... these weren't memories... they were experiences... of something else.
Of... the maggots?
Crying... sobbing... crying...
She was still awake. She was crying, the maggots wriggled, the maggots squirmed, but the larvae were growing in her abdomen and in her skull and were now inside her eyes, the squish of the larval matter against the soft tissues of her insides was painful, it was excruciating. But Alice was unable to speak.
This isn't the right time...
What is the right time...?!
What is it all that you've done...
The maggot in her brain spoke, as if envious or furious, "Why do they keep hurting us like this? Why do you get to experience it?! And have that pain?! If I could have that body, if I was in that position! I WOULD LOVE THAT!!! I'd make that pain stop... It would all be mine. I want those memories! I deserve to feel what she was feeling, and not to see these things from this point of view, from this disgusting perspective..."
A different larva in her abdomen writhed as they were also squirming in Alice's skull as her eyes were bleeding as the larval maggots ate at them.
"They don't even give you enough time to experience this! They didn't give me time! To enjoy it!" They all said, "We don't even have any time to think..."
"Hm? What is this?" A doctor in his office, in a white laboratory in some remote and obscure research base. He turned the computer monitor that displayed the image. It was an X-Ray of the girl's brain and her skull, the larvae were crawling through. Of course, he was merely an observer taking notes from the outside, as those in the inside conducted the experiment. "The larvae and maggots seem to be acting weirdly. Open her and get them out." A nurse did as instructed, the nurse wore the same sort of uniform. She was not one with a mind of her own. She had been a part of these sort of experiments, she had been there, and she had no name she could remember.
"Ah... AAAAAHHH!" Alice was on the operating table.
She looked at what she had become. Her arms, legs, her hair and her flesh, they were all just a bunch of maggots. Her flesh had turned black as the little ones that crawled inside her and squirmed in her flesh. Furious and Envious of a body they once had.
She grabbed a sharp object from a tray. "I need to do this... I need to do this." The nurse said to herself. The sharp object was a long, razor-sharp scalpel. She opened the top part of Alice's head with the blade of the knife, and Alice let out an ear-piercing, gut-wrenching, high-pitched and heart-rending scream, a scream that would stay in Alice's memory for a lifetime. Her scream was the loudest Alice had ever made.
"No... no, you're okay. You'll be fine, baby..." The nurse tried comforting the now motionless and half-eaten child, she kept her fingers over the wound, trying her absolute best to stop the bleeding. But the child didn't care about anything but the agony and horror, Alice's consciousness began drifting away.
Her brain was exposed, each lobe with a maggot. They weren't eating her, though. They were simply sitting inside, as if they were her own memories. In reality, the larvae and maggots, the very thing that had been eating at her, were now the thoughts, memories and feelings inside her skull. She was losing herself to them. They were becoming Alice, the girl that was once there.
They squished their way through the fleshy insides of a human as they were exposed to the dry air and the nurse staring. She placed the scalpel down back on the tray and grabbed a pair of forceps, which was an odd and bizarre choice considering the size of these larvae and maggots that were in her skull and in her body and in her eyeballs, yet the nurse had no clue how else to do the extraction of the larvae, but in her mind, a forceful removal would've probably done a number on Alice, so, she used a more delicate and careful way.
A careful way, so careful, with no chance to lose anything, or anyone.
Carefully. She grabbed a larva by the end of one of its many appendages. The appendage had a mouth in it, as the maggot in the back of its throat could extend it.
Her hand was shaking and her skin was cold.
Slow, she had no choice to lose her focus, as these were not normal larvae and maggots, rather ones that were eating into Alice's body, ones that used to be children too, and as a consequence, it would've probably killed Alice if her body had been completely consumed, if her body had been taken away from herself. It was likely not to happen as it hadn't ever happened before in such an experiment.
She grabbed one larval thing after another, she was getting more confident and as their numbers got lesser and lesser.
The rest of her body, however, was now nothing but a bunch of white little things moving around her skin, with little black dots on her skin all around.
"Oh my... how cruel of these little creatures..." Her mother gasped as she looked down at Alice's now half-consumed body. "What a waste."
"You've done well. We don't know if it will kill her. We've never tried anything like this, so... it will most probably... be her downfall," A male in a hazmat-like suit stated. As if there were an audience, though in actuality it was just the two doctors that were operating, there weren't many to begin with.
Alice stared back at them. As if begging to understand why this was being done to her. Her eyes were watering from her tear ducts, and she had lost much weight in comparison to what she once was. A crude look in the mirror would be enough, if one even cared for her. She had only bones left, bones with skin, and nothing more. No muscles to carry any weight.