I held onto my uniform one last time. My name tag says "MIKE" in red letters. I start to cry, as I truly accept the reality of my situation. I'm a fucking dumbass. I let my hormones get the better of me. I throw my uniform into the trash and exit the doughnut shop before my shift ends.
The next day, I received my final paycheck in the mail. Only $750. Is that even enough to pay this month's rent? Not only that, but there was also a note stating I was banned from Krispy Kreme, and I couldn't step foot in there--even as a customer.
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The news travels fast in Monster's Inc. As soon as I arrived and opened the large glass doors, the welcoming vibe I was accustomed to was now a strange tension in the air. Everyone in the room was staring at me in silence. They all held their breath, afraid to make any sound or movement. I was a monster like everyone else--but now they think of me as something worse than one. I was too afraid to move for what felt like hours, but after a while, the rest of my co-workers stumbled away in silence.
Work at Monsters Inc. carried on as usual. But no one was willing to talk to me--not even Sully. He was avoiding me. I didn't see him at the vending machine, just like yesterday. He didn't even show up to work.
The only person willing to interact with me that day was Celia Mae.
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I was getting ready to clock out and finish my shift for the day. It was the only thing that stayed consistent with my day-to-day life. Before I could walk out the door, someone calls my name. As per usual, Celia Mae is sitting at her desk.
She asks me how I'm doing. I say that I'm doing okay, but she doesn't believe me. I don't believe myself either honestly. But I don't feel like venting to someone who is pretty much a stranger. She encourages me to go talk to Sully when I get the next opportunity. She seems very sympathetic and allowed me to open up. But only physically. I noticed one of the snakes in her hair was lower than the rest. Soon I felt an arousing feeling in my rumbling asscheeks. Then on my lime green cock. Celia Mae wasn't here to make me feel better, but rather to satisfy herself--by giving me a handjob. With a bit of struggle, I stormed off and went back to my apartment. The last look I saw on her face was disappointment.
But it made me realize that I should confront Sully, for he is the only one holding me back from forgiving myself and moving on.
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The Two Kinds of Glaze (Mike x Sully AU)
Roman d'amourWhen Mike and Sully get into some smexy business at Krispy Kreme, Sully suddenly disappears, and Mike has to find him, for some reason. :/ This story is angsty asf and also kinky if ur into that ;) bestie Idk why I'm putting so much effort into this...
