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Pretzels

Sunday 25th November, Story #330/366

By L.C. SchäferPublished about a year ago 2 min read
Pretzels
Photo by Duncan Kidd on Unsplash

We'd been texting back and forth for a while. He was getting rather amorous. Descriptive, you know. Pictures, too. Nude people wearing hilarious expressions, bent into all sorts of obscene shapes. It looked almost painful.

I don't mind admitting that I got pretty excited imagining all the things I wanted to do with him. I smirked a little and tapped out a response inviting him over.

Finally! She suggested spending some time together! He'd ramped up the temperature of the conversation with some saucy pictures. Her playful suggestion of making human pretzels had sent his mind and his pulse racing.

He jumped into his car, crunching the gears in his haste. The engine roared as if in sympathy to the feelings thundering hot in his belly and veins. The anticipation was almost unbearable.

He squealed to a halt in front of her home, heart pounding in his chest. He raised his hand to knock, and she opened the door, smiling.

“Come on in,” she said. Her voice was encouraging and sweet, but with an edge that unsettled him.

She led him inside. She's keen!

Too keen? Something felt off. The air was thick with tension.

There were no candles, no wine, no sexy outfit... Well, okay, she seemed eager. He'd have been okay with getting down to it straight away.

He wanted to pull her close and kiss her, but... it was all wrong. He felt wrong-footed.

Instead of kissing him, or disrobing, she was putting on an apron... He didn't like the way she was smiling, or how she stalked towards him.

"Hey... What is this?"

Once he was tied, she could drop the last vestige of pretense. He begged, of course. Gibbered, actually. It made no difference. Maybe her mouth stretched a little wider, is all.

Now he was slumped in the corner, tongue lolling out of his mouth and his eyes rolled back in his head. He had bloody stumps where his hands ought to be.

She hummed contentedly and worked the dough on the floured counter.

When she held it up to the window, light bled through. She picked out a bone fragment, rolled a piece into a thin sausage and twisted it.


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  • Cindy Calderabout a year ago

    Yikes! Creepy casual acquaintances........

  • I knew it! Haha, I was thinking to myself, "this is going to end so badly!" Very eerie LC!

  • Michelle Liew Tsui-Linabout a year ago

    Oh, a female Hannibal Lecter! One scary gal!

  • Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago

    Hansel and Gretel meets Hannibal. Great story!

  • Andrew C McDonaldabout a year ago

    Was the pretzel eaten with cheese or mustard? Lol. 😂 Nicely done.

  • C. Rommial Butlerabout a year ago

    Well-wrought! Too good to be true, as the old saying goes. Now this supermodel that hit me up on Facebook, though, I'm sure she's genuinely interested in me...

  • Sid Aaron Hirjiabout a year ago

    human pretzel aha

  • Katarzyna Popielabout a year ago

    Horrific! Put me off my breakfast, hopefully not for long, lol

  • Hannah Mooreabout a year ago

    Ah, ignore the rule at your peril. First meeting at her house. Unwise.

  • John Coxabout a year ago

    It's certainly easier to attract flies with honey....

  • Caroline Cravenabout a year ago

    Jesus Christ - this was horrifically good. Fair to say I've been put off pretzels and online dating for life!

  • Mark Gagnonabout a year ago

    This is a good example never to hook up on line. Also, always follow your gut. Another great horror story, L.C.

  • Hahahahahahahahahaha I love her so much!

  • Cathy holmesabout a year ago

    Horrifying and humorous at once. Well done.

  • Lana V Lynxabout a year ago

    This is deeply unsettling but so well written, LC!

  • Snarky Lisaabout a year ago

    Great formatting!

  • D. J. Reddallabout a year ago

    Ingeniously horrifying!

  • Laura Pruettabout a year ago

    I thought this was where this was going as soon as I saw the term "human pretzels," having read some of your writings before. Still humorous, nonetheless! Good job!

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