IT

Three days until the big day...

I sat in the bench that lay against the wall of her room, my eyes narrowed at her resting body.

I slouched my body and rested my arms on my thighs. I let out an impatient groan, only to be interrupted by movements emanating from her body. I quickly stood up and took a few steps toward my slumbering treat.

I tilted my head as a grin formed across my face, not my normal pointed smile.

I normal- human smile.

I was in the shape of her human guardian, waiting for her to awake.

When she rolled onto her other side, I sighed in disappointment.

Still asleep, what a pity.

I was thirsting for her.

I was in love with her...

Her fear at least.

I crossed my arms and stared down at my legs, the feeling of a different body was always a bit uncomfortable; obviously due to the fact I was so adapt to my terrific clown skin.

I smiled contently at my thoughts before making my way to the foot of her bed, I began to pace around the room.

I was growing hungry.

And I needed her to awake.

She didn't taste as delicious when she was resting.

Not that I snuck around while she slept and feasted on her a bit...

Ahem.

I turned my body and walked to the side of her slumber object.

I didn't care much for titles human scum gave their appliances, I was unimpressed either way.

I stood at her side, staring down at her with wide eyes. I bent my upper body to receive a closer look of her detailed facial features, her appearance felt as if it changed every day.

No doubt it must've been my infantile.

Too bad it's dead.

I quite liked her damaged appearance getting worse by the day.

It made me feel more powerful than ever. It aroused me in such a way that a simple human mind could not comprehend it.

I began to examine the sad expression that played on her resting face, she shifted her head to the side a bit, letting out a small whine in her sleep.

A low chuckle escaped my maw, how peculiar-

She was dreaming of me.

My eyes traveled down what was revealed of her small body, the thick cloth humans call a blanket covered just below her sweet, sweet hips.

My eyes fell upon her outfit, her strange, mint green gown gifted to her by the other human creatures hugged her weak frame in such a perfect way.

I slowly licked my lips, the sight of my meal before me was absolutely wonderful.

I narrowed my eyes as they stopped to study her slightly bulging stomach, her small hand rested upon it as if comforting the dead infant inside of her.

It was still a shock to me...

That the creature inside of her, whether it was dead or not...

Came from me...

It was completely unnatural.

I didn't know I could do such a thing.

As if I had lost control of my body, I lifted my right arm and placed it softly against her belly.

Almost immediately after my contact, she began to move- as if distressed.

I straightened my posture and took a step away.

Her eyes flashed open only to widen at the sight of her father creature in her view. Me, of course.

Just in a disguise.

An ugly disguise at that.

She slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from her dark circled eyes as she studied me.

"Daddy?..." She mumbled.

My eyes widened at her single word, and an excited smile threatened to spread across my face.

"Hiya, Baby." I responded, giving up on fighting the smile and it formed across my face.

She raised her arms slowly into the air to stretch her skinny body, she then began to yawn.

"I didn't know t-they contacted y-yo-you?..." She said in a quiet voice.

I shrugged and crossed my arms, acting as human as I could.

"Well they did, and- I'm sorry about all my attitude... I lov- " I paused, my eyes widening. I cleared my throat.

"I hate to see you like this..." I finished.

She stared at me for a long moment before replying, "D-Don't- I-I don't care about that... I'm just glad you actually ca-cared enough to come see me..." Her bright e/c eyes fell to the sheets of her sleeping thing, and she began to fidget with her thin fingers.

Little did she know her 'Daddy' wouldn't be seeing her anytime soon.

His job was taken over by none other than- ME.

I nodded slowly, now taking slow steps forward to approach her.

I gestured for her to scoot her bottom over so I could sit beside her, she obliged and moved her small body closer to the middle of the 'bed'.

I plopped down just beside the head of the bed and turned my head to stare at her.

"Tell me what you think of all of this."

She froze, her body tensing.

Her eyes now wide as all of my amazing actions toward her replayed her her mind.

I couldn't help but to giggle at the memories that flashed into her head.

What a devil I am, he he.

I quickly silenced and I felt my false body tense when she turned and stared at me in a worried confusion.

"I-I don't know..." She mumbled, shrugging my strange behavior off and speaking.

I impatiently sighed.

"Just talk." I demanded, my voice growing stern.

She looked at me with furrowed brows.

"Dad- c-calm down..." She said, placing a small hand on my shoulder.

She just-

Touched me in a way she had never touched me before.

She was calm- sort of.

She had never touched me like this, it was always violent.

But now- it was sweet.

Oh so sweet and delicious.

I breathed in, a bit taken back by the contact previously gifted to my shoulder. She drew in a long breath, finally speaking once again: "It was a clown- an-and before you say anything... Everyone thinks i'm crazy! L-like it's so strange for a man to dress up as a clown and kidnap you!..." She ranted, closing her eyes and rubbing her temples.

I stared at her in silence.

I had no words to send her, I just wanted to hear her trembling vice talk about me as if I wasn't there.

"Um... Anyways... The clown- his name is P-Pennywise..."

A shiver ran down my spine at the sound of my name rolling off of her tongue. "He took me... And... I d-don't know how to explain all o-of-of it..." She mumbled, her eyes looking around the room as she processed her thoughts.

I listened quietly to all the words going through her head, all of the letters falling into an order to form the english language that human creatures created in their early stages of life.

"He did bad- terrible things to me... He hurt me... A-and he forced me to eat other people... He even- " she paused, her eyes beginning to water; her eyes lowering to look at her belly.

"He even r-raped me, Daddy..." A singled tear fell from the waterline of her eyes and slowly rolled down her soft cheeks. I tilted my head at the sight, and honestly, I was a bit startled when she leaned forward and threw her small arms over my shoulder and rested her head at the crook of my neck.

She began to weep.

My eyes sat wide, the tension in my body growing. Her scent now radiating off of her and filling my nostrils, ah~

What a delicious scent.

I could hardly contain myself, my jaw dropped the slightest bit and a hint of drool began to seep from my lower lip.

She pulled away after a long minute, I quickly sucked in any slobber that may have remained and licked my lips to cover my tracks.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

She slowly nodded, now rubbing her frail arm nervously.

I drew in a deep breath and shook my head in disappointment.

I was done acting unlike myself.

"What a pity, my Love..."