The Hat Fic

Poor Striker :(

(THAT POOR FUCKING HAMSTER OH MY GOD 😭)

I woke up during the night, my body freezing cold and I was unable to move.

I opened my eyes and they were wide with shock.

I looked down and I was unclothed with ropes tieing me to a chair, and in the corner was a sinister looking Dan, that was also unclothed.

“Morning sleeping beauty, I was wondering how cold the room had to be for you to wake up.” His voice sounded so fluffy and innocent but the words coming out weren’t.

He was only wearing his fluffy brown hat.

He pulled it off to reveal a small black creature sitting in it. Striker.

What the fuck was he doing? I don’t normally swear but this situation was so confusing and I was terrified, what was Dan going to do to me?

"D-Dan? What are you doing? Why am I tied up? Why-”

I stopped when he moved towards me, his expression changed from being happy, like when I woke up, to murderous.

"Don’t be scared Phil. We’re going to have some fun with Striker.” He cackled menacingly and showed off his erect member, making mine start to rise.

He put the hat down, Striker still sitting in there, and faced it with his length the perfect height to aim into it.

"Dan what are you doing, please stop.”

He stormed over to me and gave me a rough kiss. “Everything will be okay, I promise.”

Dan grabbed a gag from behind me and put it over my mouth. He walked back over to the hat and began to stroke, looking over to me as he did so.

After a short time his seed exploded into the hat, but he didn't stop there. He kept on going until the hat was filled up to the top.

The white liquid was nearly spilling over the top and my poor hamster was barely able to breathe.

It was doing the doggy paddle just to survive and all I could do is sit and watch.

Dan grabbed the hamsters head and pushed it down in to his own sperm.

After 5 minutes of his sick games, he pulled it back up, dead.

He snapped the hamsters head off. The neck bones shattering and making me mumble that was supposed to be a scream.

Tears flowed down my face and he squeezed the blood of Striker into the hat.

He looked over at me, he was sick and twisted but also kind of sexy.

(Like I said, it's so fucked up. Because wdym he looked sexy while crushing your FUCKING HAMSTER?!?!)

He picked up the hat and moved towards me and with one hand undid the gag.

"Open wide!” He said in a sarcastic tone.

I did as I was told. I didn’t know what else was hiding behind me.

He began to pour the sperm and hamster blood mixture into my mouth only for me to realize he had put my poor Striker back in there, head and body.

The fluid tasted disgusting, partly because it had gone cold but also because I knew that it was my hamsters blood I was drinking.

He pulled back half way through, not that I’m complaining, and said “Good little Phil, do I taste nice?”

My eyes widened. What do I say? I was about to open my mouth when he slapped me,

“Speak bitch.”

(WELL DAYUM 😭)

I wanted to raise my hand to my face, my cold face stung when his hot, sticky hand touched it.

“You taste amazing Dan.” I managed to choke out.

“Yeah I do, time for more fun.” I didn’t like where this was going. He pulled the black body, that was coated in white, from the hat.

Dan rammed it down my throat causing my gag reflexes to kick in and I vomited all down myself.

Dan smirked at this and got on his knees, he began to lick all over me.

His soft tongue was gliding all over me until it found its way to my throbbing erection.

He started at the tip and worked his way all the way down, deep throating me.

It felt so nice, most people couldn’t do this but it didn't last long.

He looked up to me, his innocent brown eyes making me melt. “Promise you won’t run.” he sounded so sorry, so I nodded.

He got up and untied me, He grabbed me by the shoulders. “I’m going to lie on the floor, you are going to pour the rest of the hat on me then lick it off, okay?” He growled. Sweet, loving Dan was gone then.

I quickly nodded and he got to the floor.

I grabbed the hat and poured it on him, just as he commanded.

I began to lick it off him, the mixture wasn’t as bad as last time, I think it’s because I’m not having it forced down my throat.

"Suck me off Phil.” It sounded so weird but, yet again, I did as I was told.

I wasn’t as good as him, I could only fit half of him in my mouth before I felt sick.

I was going for what seemed like forever before he pushed my head away. “You’ve done well, but there is one last thing I need you to do.”

He pulled out the hamster’s head from the pile of left over sick, “When you say stop I will, but only if I think You’ve done good enough.”

I started to shake and tremble, Dan put his arm around me, “It’s okay, it won’t be that bad.” He hushed me, he was so much nicer again.

“Are you ready?” He asked me, a sense of impatience growing in his tone.

“Y-Yes, D-Dan.” I stuttered out and he quickly rolled me onto my front, his hand placed on the top of my back, pinning me down.

The hamster’s head in his other hand and nearing my rectum. I know where this is going.

(You're not ready for the next part, Istfg )