Poorly written bc I couldn't be further away from the creepypasta fandom rn, but I love you guys, so I'll write it for u <3
You
I kinda wanna have a 3some with jane and clockwork
Sneaky Link 😼
Are we surprised? No, no we're not.
Lesbians??
Anytime 🤪
You
wait fr 🤪
Lesbians??
Yeah 🤪
You
I'm On my way!
You
fuck
You
On my way!
You
FUCK
You
WHY DEOS IT CoRRECT TO THAT!>!>!?!?!?!/
You
I AM O.M.W
You
there
You
anyways
You
On my way!
You
oh my fucking god
Lesbians??
lol
And so, Y/N's scraggly, simp ass scrambled down the halls of the mansion to Jane's room.
"Hey there, big tiddie goth gf, how are you today?" They asked, winking, Jane laughs, grabbing Y/N by the wrist and running back down the hall with them to clockworks room.
"Bitch, open the door!" Jane whisper-yelled, clockwork yawns on the other side of the sdoor but opens it nonetheless
"What do you dickheads want?" "To eat you out, perhaps?" Clockwork cocks an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" "With your consent, of course... Ma'am?" Y/N says, Jane purses her thin lips.
"Alright, sure." Clcokwork says, shrugging.
...
So that's how you ended up here, Jane sitting on your face and clockwork riding a strap-on tied around your waist. You stiffle a cry as Jane clicks the remote to vibe in your ass, Clockwork snickers.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" Jane asks, grinding her hips harder onto your face, you groan, keeping one of your hands on Janes thigh, and the other on Clockwork's hip while the two make out ontop of you, Jane sighs. "Clockwork-" "Natalie." she corrects.
(Yes, I googled her name for this, Yes I only decided to put in her name bc writing Clockwork over and over again is exhausting. Authors are lazy, okay-)
time skip to a different position, I got bored of the other one
(You're on your hands and knees, Jane fucking you from behind with a strap on, while Natalie sits infront of you, and you two make out.)
"Fuck, Jane-" You moan against Natalie's lips, eagerly meeting Jane's thrusts with sloppy movements of your hips, feeling presure build up in your abdomen.
"Oh dear god-" You moan, falling forward into Natalie's lap as your orgasm hits, your thighs shaking, only being held up by Jane's pale hands, continuing to pull you back onto her strap.
"Oh my god.. Ben and Toby are going to be pissed." You say, Jane snickers. "Who cares?"
YOU ARE READING
"WHY IS BEN BUILT LIKE AN 8 YR OLD" Creepypasta x Reader LONG fic
Fanfictionpls dont read this its so cringe 😔 A chatfic in which a creepypasta fan, Y/N, meets BEN_drowned online, and strikes up a conversation. AFAB, THEY/THEM READER SMUT WARNING :(
