"Alright, darling... should I wear a condom, or do you think we can risk having trumpet demon children?" I asked the trumpet as I was readjusting the cat ears on it. No answer. "Alright! I'll put on a flavored condom... Strawberry flavored!" I've been saving the flavored ones for months, waiting until I could find someone who deserved them. "Now to find out were your throat is..." I bagan searching.
No luck. I figured that instead of using the flavored, I'd just shove it in. After the full length was inside the trumpet hole I began to move. I was the only one who moaned, which obviously meant this trumpet would be difficult to please... but I can always find a way. I kept moving, harder and faster each thrust, attempting to find its good spot, getting a bit depressed each time there was no reaction (every time).
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I was getting so out of breath from the constant moving I was doing to the trumpet, and my legs were hurting worse than they ever have... but I refused to give up. Satan burst through the door "Hey, Asmo! Do you think I could borrow those cat ears-" He stopped talking after taking in the sight. "S-Satan *huff* I'm so glad you're *huff* so glad you're here... *huff*" I struggled to mutter out. "Can you use one of your forbidden books to make my trumpet girlfriend cum?" I asked, getting desperate. "Asmo... it's a trumpet..." he said, concerned. "And?" I asked.
He grabbed the cat ears ears sprinted out of my room.
"Well... time to go back to pleasing you than, dear trumpet..."
(I'm done writing trumpet smut- This is making my head hurt)
(Still gonna add more parts though lol)
