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Bubba's Basement/ Bubba x Reader DBD Lemon

Hey guys! This one was a quick request and my friend is a funny chick so she likes it this way sorry not sorry :p

Another day, another trial. You dreaded the entity's clouding arms transporting you into another realm, coldwind farm. Luckily you were with your good friends, Dwight, Claudette, and Meg. The one thing you were good at was doing generators, so when you and Meg spawned in, you both got on the nearest gen.

The farm land was bright and calming at the beginning of the trial, kinda like a relaxing country farm house on a warm summer day.

Meg and you attentively work on the generator together and listen for any sounds in the realm.

After a few moments of you two sparking at the machine near the Silo, you hear a loud male scream, Dwight?!

You and Meg both look at each other in fear. Before you can say anything to her, she gets up and starts sprinting toward the downed body of Dwight.

"Wait! Meg!" You yell after her. "Stay here and work on the gen!, I need to help." She only paused for a moment before picking up her speed.

You sighed and felt a little shiver run up your spine and kept pulling on wires. "You better be safe." you mutter to yourself.

You hear Dwights yell in agony across the map as you see his aura on a hook. Because you have kindred, you can see the killer, a large man with a chainsaw?

"Oh! Billy. I know how to take care of him." You say excitedly, but that good feeling was short lived when you saw the terrifying figure closing in on the oblivious Claudette working on a gen on the other side of the silo. You thought fast and decided to make a break for it to Claudette to not allow her to be downed.

You ran in their direction hoping to cut Billy off before he could reach Claudette. Your kindred ran out and you seem to have no idea where either of them went. You came upon the kicked gen that Claudette was on and no sign of either of them. Sparks flew out of the generator as you looked around puzzled. You walked around a corner of the jungle gym and just as you reached the edge of the wall, a towering figure of a man with a skin mask appeared from around the wall and jumpscared you so hard. You screamed a loud shriek at the sight of him and his yellow bloodied chainsaw. As you turned 180 degrees and darted back to the silo, you heard him rev his chainsaw and squeal like a pig behind you.

Your eyes widened as this man was chasing you with a chainsaw and shouting like an animal. As you ran, you heard his noise less and less. You were filled with fear and quickly ran into the silo, looking behind you to see where he was. Because you didn't weren't paying attention, your footing fell short and you tripped on a set of wooden stairs. Bumping various parts of your body you hissed in pain, almost forgetting that you were being pursued by the killer.

Wait a second, you thought. Looking to your left, you see four hooks in one spot. Oh no, I'm in the basement. You felt your stomach drop and you quickly scuttled into a corner pushing your body up against the wall as hard as you could to stay somewhat hidden.

No matter how much you prayed to the entity, you still heard an approaching heartbeat and footsteps. You held your breath, but there he was, walking over to you hiding in a dark corner. He approached you slowly, each step thudding on the wooden floor. The entity's moans were reverberating around the basement walls. You're in Bubba's basement now.

Bubba tilted his head at you, not like you could see his eyes through his soulless mask. You just stared blankly, awaiting...something.

Bubba placed his chainsaw at his side and took off his yellow apron, revealing him in his striped button down and black slacks. He walked slowly towards you and breathed heavily. You are waiting for him to break your neck. But that never happened, instead he took your head with one beefy hand, entwining your hair in his fingers tightly. Next thing you know, your face is being rubbed into his groin. Bubba groans while he gyrates his dick and balls against your blushing face. You were far too stunned to speak or do anything. All you could think was, "this man's PACKING!?"

He snuffed your face into his groin for some time and all you could smell was ball sweat from through his pants.

What the fuck? Is this my punishment instead of the hook? Ball sweat and some freak rubbing his cock in my face?!

It was all like your teammates left you for dead, all things considered. There was soon one gen left and when it finally popped, Bubba was straight up humping your face with your hands now placed on his hips. The next stage of this fiasco was Bubba sloppily thrusting his hips into your face and groaning louder. He slowed down his pace and loosened up his grip on your hair. You felt a wet/moist sensation coming through his pants, He–he came?! He backed up and seemed in a state of elation. You smelt a salty bleachy smell on your face and decided this was enough for one trial.

You took your chance while Bubba was coming down from his crotch rubbing cum session on your face to run out of the basement and sprint towards a door.

Ah, there were your three teammates opening the door together, they looked at you and seemed happy to see you.

Meg spoke up first, "Girl! You sure can run a killer!"

"Yeah, you had him busy all game while we pushed out all the gens!" Dwight chimed in as the last red light on the door opened.

You were panting from running and responded out of breath, "Yeah....I'm real good at it."

Your team escaped without another issue and the trial ended. You spawned back at the campfire and when your conscious came too, you still smelt that cum smell on your nose. Dammit. 

Time to spend some bloodpoints XD