Creepypasta Oneshots

Offenderman x Jason the Toymaker

So I was writing a chapter to my story, Secret Admirer, when my brain did a thing and now I have a new ship.

Contents: Smut, R@pe

Offenderman's POV

I had gotten bored of my current human sex toys, but it was too late to go out and find a new one. Nobody would be out this late, it's 1:00 am. I hear footsteps outside my door. They pass. I peek out and see Jason headed somewhere. How...conveniant. Oh, this will be fun. I keep distance between us as I follow him downstairs.

He's carrying a small doll. It looks like a penguin with a little pastel blue bow. He doesn't suspect a thing, I almost feel bad. But not quite. I'd love to see his face as red as his hair while I pound the life out of him. Oh, such a beautiful image...he quietly opens Lazari's door and slips the penguin under her arm. She was feeling sick earlier, he must've made that for her. So cute...

Lazari hugs the doll tight and smiles softly in her sleep. Jason looks proud. I hide around the corner in the dark and follow Jason back upstairs. Oh, what a beautiful ass..once we get by my door he stops. He looks at it confused and mumbles.

"Wasn't that closed before..?" I take my chance to shove him in my room and lock the door behind us. I shove a tentacle down his throat to keep him from screaming. His hair turns white, and the skin on his arms turns black. I pull him as close as possible. He struggles to pull away.

"Calm down hun...there's nothing you can do." He only gets angrier. He's trying to yell at me, but he can only produce muffled attempts. I shove him against the door. He looks angry and scared. He's pulling away but it won't do anything. Poor thing...tears begin to spill out. My tentacles keep his hands at bay. I use them to hold him up to my height. He tries to close his legs but I get between them. My tendrils force his legs to wrap around my waist.

He's screaming now. I caress his cheek and kiss his forehead. "This won't go any further until you calm down a bit." He trembles. I kiss his forehead again and take the tentacle out of his mouth. I grab his head and hold it on my shoulder. I slowly let his hands free. He hesitantly wraps his arms around my neck.

I don't think he's ever been in this kind of situation before. I guess he didn't know what else to do. He's seeking comfort. I don't think Jason interacts with actual people. Just kids. So...this would be his first time. I'll make it something to remember. But first...calm him down. I'm not totally heartless.

Jason is crying into my chest. I rub up and down his back and play with his hair. He's still shaking, but not as violently as before. He's clinging to me. So damn cute...I can't wait to fuck you senseless.

Jason starts to calm down. He stops moving completely, in fact. His hair is red again, and his skin gets it's color back. I lift his head up. He looks tired. He was starting to fall asleep. Ah, that's a problem. I'm quite turned on, there's no going back now. "Hey honey.." He looks at me with half closed amber eyes. "I'm not done with you yet."

"Huh...?" I gently kiss him. That woke him up. He pulls away. "Hey...no." He mumbles. Oh poor boy...he doesn't realize I'm not giving him a choice. I slam him against the door. He yelps and tilts his head up. His eyes turn green. I roughly kiss him and shove my tongue down his throat. He tries to push me off, but I use my tentacles to put his hands where they were before. His hair turns white.

He starts to kick and pull. It isn't helping him at all. I hold him in place with my tendrils, and slide my hands down to his thighs. He resists even more. I squeeze his ass. His breath hitches, he starts to kick again. He pulls away and his head hits the door, stopping the make out session.