They had been marching for weeks now. There had been fighting but the German war machine had smothered the Russian defences and they had fallen back in panic. The Russians were not prepared for something like this.
Karl felt good. The rapid German advance had gladdened his heart. He believed in the superiority of Germans. Fuehrer had said that; and that was good enough for him.
These thoughts passed his mind as he trudged on. The tanks had moved in first. Soldiers like Karl were coming from behind.
It was some five weeks since he had seen his wife last and he felt a bit dull. He had not had sex since a long time. His yearning was great. Karl was keeping his eyes open for any women that came his way. He wanted a woman. And fast!
He would try to talk the Russian woman into bed, if possible. Otherwise he would rape her. After all they were the winning warriors. His superiors had looked the other way when he had raped three French women.
After a while the platoon stopped for rest. Karl wandered off a bit. Only the company of men was getting on his nerves. He had no wish to turn into a homosexual.
As he strolled off into the woods, he saw a cottage in the distance. He sauntered over. May be get some hot food, even if it was Russian, he told himself.
From a distance he saw a blonde woman standing at the door. Karl's steps quickened. He was feeling hot between the legs. He was willing to shoot the husband or brother or whoever were there if they resisted.
He wanted a woman badly.
He grinned broadly as he neared the cottage. The woman was young, slim and smiling. Karl's smile widened when he saw all this.
"Wasser", he said and made a gesture of drinking water.
The woman smiled and turned into the house. Karl quickly followed her and closed the door. He was in a hurry. He grabbed the girl and threw her on the floor and fell on her. He started kissing her. He was feeling good.
The girl giggled as he kissed her on the lips. Karl then darted his tongue into her mouth.
A moment later he was screaming in pain. The girl had bitten off his tongue.
Karl was mad with pain. And anger. He was a tough soldier. He took his pistol out of his holster. He was going to kill the girl before he would rush back to his comrades for medical help.
He turned and froze. Instead of the pretty girl stood a monster. Flesh was falling off her body. The girl was the same. The face was the same. But it looked hideous now.
The creature smiled wickedly and jumped on Karl. It bit off his nose and giggled. It then bit off his ear and broke into a cackle. Before Karl fainted in pain, he felt the 'girl' eating the entrails of his abdomen.
Karl's last screams were not heard by anybody.
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Weeks had passed. Another platoon of German soldiers were passing by. One of the soldiers noticed a hut in the distance and a blonde girl standing at the door.
"Forget the idea," the Russian collaborator told him. " This place is not good. There stories about it."
The German soldier laughed derisively and started walking towards the cottage. He had not a woman for a long time.
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