~Futa-Kuchi Onna~

She sat at the dinner table in her kimono, hesitantly eyeing her food with disdain. She gripped her chopsticks, and picked up a single grain of rice before placing it on her pink tongue. Her stomach growled in protest. She ignored and set down the glass chopsticks with an audible clink against the china, having eaten for the day.

She heard a whisper in her ear.

“Feed me~~”, the ghostly voice cooed. The woman fingered her kimono and ignored the demanding voice. The back of her scalp ripped open revealing a large brooding mouth with gnashing teeth�"two hands made of silky hair clawed violently with purpose. The violent hands reach towards the bowl of rice, bringing it to the gnashing mouth, consuming it all.

Not a grain of rice left. Not even the bowl.

Satisfied, the back of her scalp closes, appearing normal once again.

She has now been fed. 

Reviews

[Summer D.]

The picture pretty much enhanced the imagery I was getting.
Short.
But it came through clearly.

Great write.. :)