Period Pains

Jennifer groaned as she keeled over on the toilet, grabbing at her waist as another cramp rocked her world with pain. How she hated this time of the month. In some ways, she was lucky; he didn't get the mood swings like other girls did, she didn't feel uncomfortable in a pad or tampon. But what she did get was a flow so heavy she worried she would pass out from blood loss. And it really sucked.

Today, she had called in sick for the sheer amount of blood that was pouring from her pussy and the cramps that left her near-incapacitated, the toilet her only safety. Unfortunately, it meant that she would miss out on the lead spot in the production, but some things were of more pressing concern.

She gave another groan as she felt something large and slimy slip from between her folds, and land with plunk in the bowl. Of course, how could she forget the blood clots? Sometimes they were manageable, but most of the time, like right now, they were nearly the size of a fist and felt positively horrid to pass.

Jennifer sighed and buttoned up her shorts. No use complaining. She flushed the toilet and continued on with her day.

What Jennifer did not know was that she had not passed a blood clot. What slipped down the toilet that day was nothing of the sort.

Something slimy and black washed down the pipes, writhing in the water flow. As it became still, the thing started to crawl up the sides of the pipes, smelling the air for a suitable victim.

It continued down the sewer, navigating the labyrinth of plumbing to a small pipe that led upward and outward. It wriggled against the flow, pushing its way through a u-bend and into the bowl of a toilet. Two round ass-cheeks greeted it.

Ah, there was its next victim.