CARNAGE HOUSE

Always Cook Your Nuts

by B Muraca

When you’re in someone’s house you’ve never been to, don’t try their snacks. You can’t trust strangers.

SALLY AND HER FRIENDS were stranded on the road next to the woods. She was with Tara, Bobby, and Clyde. Since twilight, they had gotten caught in traffic on the highway before hitting the exit. A one-hour trip turned into three.

“I’m telling you guys that’s not going to work,” Tara said. She watched as the gu

Between Her Lips

by Kalina Ann

Eat what you love.

THE TOWNSFOLK LEFT JUST ENOUGH of Catherine for Emma to consume.

Emma’s tired, shaking hands hold her swollen belly as the water washes over her. The creek is a balm against the burn blisters scoring the bottoms of her feet. Her body is so heavy, so full with Catherine. She can feel her lover beneath her skin, s

The Passion of Lovers

by Tali Graves

Please, take me. Please, take it out.

AMELIA STOOD AT the bathroom doorframe, silently staring as Luna watched the rain pelt her bedroom window. The pale yellow of a streetlight leaked in. Luna always said there was something special about rain, the louder the better—the more it kept her mind from wandering into awful places.

Wrapped in her scarlet ba

Bob

by Jake Kolasa

His cooking is the shit.

HE WAS LIKE OUR very own AI-generated human. No matter how hard you tried, you could never tell how many fat rolls were on his body. You just kept counting, and they would keep going, going, going. All of them were covered in hairs and warts, and his skin wobbled back and forth, like every time you looked at him you were on

The Living Ouija Board

by Nora B. Peevy

Don’t ever steal from your coven or you just might end up giving more than you ever imagined possible as penance.

THE WITCH HAD no muscle left on her bones, and her skin hung in crepey ribbons from the underarms of her black sundress. The High Priestess smelled like sage and musky dragon’s blood—if you got close to her, which Melinda didn’t want to be.

“Do you have anything to say for yourself before I exact your punish

Fuck Me Like a Zombie

by James Patrick Riser

Do zombies fuck?

SHE SAID IT SUDDENLY as they watched the herd of zombies shuffle down the street, three stories down, from their apartment window. This was the second lockdown Billy had experienced in his lifetime. During the first lockdown, Viola and Billy tried anal, which Billy thought he would like. Viola refused to use lube on the

The Mirror Trap

by M.G. Phillips

In a world of illusions, the deadliest trap is the one reflecting your own worst sins.

THE HEAVY, RHYTHMIC TICKING of the hallway grandfather clock was the only sound in Elias’s immaculate, white-tiled bathroom. A sterile sanctuary, smelling of clove oil and high-grade antiseptic.

Elias stood before the mirror, his reflection blurred by a thin film of steam. He ran a tongue—smooth and unimpeded—

The Death of a Fisting Grease Fakir

by Zoltán Komor

When Dad keeps it greasy...

I WAS NEVER PARTICULARLY proud of the fact that my father, whenever he could, wallowed in silicone-based lubricant scraped out of other people’s asses. My mother probably wasn’t proud either—that’s why she left him. Of course, she left me behind as well, while I was still an infant, before I had spoken my first word

Gunkgina

by Ricardo D. Rebelo

She’ll drain you dry. Every last drop.

BEREND BOTHA HAD HEARD tales in Sol Del Mar Country Club’s bar about a creature that could milk a man completely of cum.

“The beast would use its vagina and tail to manipulate the prostate, and once it’s latched, the beast does not let go until the man is spent,” the man said across from Botha.

Clyde B