Authores notes <3:
-Hi!! I am 12 years old and Im very innocent so please understand, Im not very good at writing smut because im smol uwu enjoy!! 🌸🥺👑🦷🪥🏩💗💝
Narrator:
-It was just another normal day for Ghostface, just the same plashing of blood and the same repeating and annoying screams from his scared victims. As he came back home with his clothes dripping in that red hot fluid, he could only think about something, his guilty but astonishingly amusing moments with that pink lady, his muse, his reason to live, his Popota.
-But the truth is, Popota wasn't his, he was Popota's. His mind and ,above all, his body,
was Popota's.
-He was so caught up in his thinking that the walk home passed by without he even feeling his steps and the streets pass by. He was home now, the silence and darkness in all the compartments in that house was so mysterious, yet, conforting, has he saw -that- red light escaping from his room and that scent of leather and perfume was something he knew very well... she was there, prepared to make his night a lot better.
-Has he entered the room the sight of that velumptuous woman was so overwhelming that it made his 50 inch member jump and mellow on pre cum, sticky, like she liked it, she liked it so much that she made that sound that he loved "RAWR" wich was weird because she was a hypo.
-She tied him up and started spanking his rock hard abs and ass has he moned uncontrollably her name: "aaAaAaH-aaha -AAAHUHA HASHSIA PO-po-POPOT-POPOTA" and came on her belly exactly five times in a row, touching her little button with his pink hot tip.
She said: "You are my little slut, now, bark for me bitch" and so he did, again and again, he knew is favorite part was about to arrive. She took out his bondage, covered his eyes and, started to press her boobs on his back has she covered his body on fire hot candle wax, she liked his but cheeks during the process to...He was in a bliss, but then, something happened...
-He felt a different type of pain in his back, she had stabbed him, over and over again, she killed him, and he came during the process.
-The kitchen smelled of freshly cooked meals, baked potatoes with gravy, carrots with cabbage and soy sauce and roast beef, Popota ate happily and proud of what she had cooked, the secret was on the meat, and Ghost Face was most certainly the best and most succulent meat she has ever eaten.
-Later that month, Continente was packed with a new type of meat that was not from an animal, a meat to good that it was called by everyone "Guilty pleasure", no other assassination happened at night after that.
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