​     A little more than a dozen ladies were in the shower room as Egoneg sauntered in. A woman in her late seventies held a towel over the front of herself and screamed. Another woman, this one as a big as a wrestler with huge knockers and a thick, hairy cunt, got right in Egoneg's way. "Oh no, you creepy little shit. You're getting the hell out of..."

​     Egoneg hit her with a fear blast that dropped her trembling to the cement floor.

     He waved his arms like a conductor. Fear overtook everyone in the room until they could no longer stand, more naked women than Egoneg had ever seen in real life outside of a nudie bar. He saw a lot of flab, but he also saw a lot of muscle, like the kind of muscle you see on gymnasts. What he had an eye out for, of course, was bush, were hairy cunts, although they didn't have to be unshaved. He wasn't particular.

​     And their tits. Petrifying fear made every nipple in the room taut. 

​     Egoneg let his underwear drop to his dirt encrusted feet. Time for a little whacky-whacky with the dicky-dicky, he thought. But then,

​     "Hey, I've got an idea," he said. "Why don't you bitches all come in and take a shower with me? We'll get all wet and soapy."

​     No one leaped at the opportunity. Fine. Egoneg now felt he had an inexhaustible supply of fear boiling within him. He felt it zipping through his veins and spraying out from him into the atmosphere.

     He hit the room with a fear blast so strong he smelled shit and piss afterward because some of the women had lost control of themselves.

​     "I SAID WE'RE TAKING A SHOWER!" Egoneg roared. "YOU WANT MORE OF WHAT I JUST GAVE YOU? DO YOU? DO YOU?"

     Everyone in the room shook their heads. No. No. Please no.

​     "THEN GET IN THE FUCKING SHOWER!"

​     It got crowded in there with all those women and Egoneg.

​     "NOW SOAP ME UP!"

​     Their hands trembled as they spread lather over every part of him and, as they did, they couldn't help by rub their slick, wet bodies against his. He grabbed a fat butt and rammed his stiff dick up into it, not because he wanted to get off, not yet anyway. but just because he could do it.

     He said, "Now I want you all to soap up, then lay down in the shower to make kind of a floor out of your naked bodies so I can slither all over the top of you all and rub my dick all over you."

​     A gray haired lady said, "But my hip, it's..."

​     Egoneg hit the elderly woman with a fear blast more powerful than any he'd dished out so far. The woman dropped to the floor and screamed and crapped and peed. Her eyes grew so wide with horror that, for a second, Egoneg thought they might actually pop out.

​     And then the screaming stopped.

​     Her name was Edina Mobray, by the way. She had three children, five grandchildren, and a husband named Ed. As a couple, they were known as Ed and Ed. Ed didn't do much besides look at the computer and sleep since he'd retired. That wasn't enough for Edina, though, and exercising at the gym got her out of the house. She'd never been a particularly pleasant person, she'd never had much of a sense of humor, for instance, but she was loyal to the bone, and her family loved her and would be devastated at the loss of her. She was a human being, and she didn't deserve to die like that.

     Egoneg had, literally, frightened her to death.

​     Even as fear continued to emanate from him like stink, like waves of radiation. 

​     They emanated out over the city, these waves of fear...

​     infecting every living thing they came in contact with.

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