#fantasy

Dwindling Iva - Pressure Vessel

Dwindling Iva - Pressure Vessel 53 pages Tiny thuds buffeted my palm and fingers from inside my clenched fist. Ivana’s screams sending puffs of warm air into the skin, I can feel her knees knocking and her body cooling. Striding to the sink, I look at my reflection. My skin is flushed, smiling manically as I hold my hands to my chest. Smirking, I carefully open my fist and tip Ivana into my other hand, seizing one tiny arm between the pads of my thumb and index finger. A tiny soft scream ...
Dwindling Iva - Pressure Vessel