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To say that the boy was in complete shock would be a huge understatement. He couldn't believe what this Monster was telling them, no, ordering them to do.

Nobody ever knew what the Pickings were used for, all that was known was that if they satisfied the Boogeyman, no harm came upon their small city.

For years, his home could be described as utopia. No crimes whatsoever were committed, not even something small like stealing. The outsiders (those who did not belong to the cult) were kept out of the city limits. If any did somehow pass through their limits that were set, they would be immediately initiated into the cult.

Even if it was against their will.

That's how the boy's mother was sucked into the cult. She had stumbled through the barrier foolishly, while exploring the forest. She had been new to the neighboring city and wanted to see if there were any hiking trails.

From the stories he heard, his mother was soon introduced to a member of the Cult and they somehow got along well. Not long after that, he was born. And so, his life in the cult began, unaware that years later, he would be chosen in the Picking and would be ordered by their Master to have sex.

"You don't have to." He turned to the girl, who had already started removing the robe from her body. The boy watched in awe as the girl's body began to show inch by inch. His eyes followed the very bottom of the robe. Eyeing her calves, legs, stomach, and breast.

From the way she was sitting, he couldn't see the area between her legs; though he did catch a glimpse of the peach fuzz that decorated that area.

The boy began to scold himself; he had often wondered if girls had the hair down there like men did. Such childish questions, but none of it was ever answered for him. It was hard to go through puberty when your mother didn't want to talk about the woman body in such a way.

"Lovely, isn't it?" Oogie had taken the chance to creep up behind the boy, since he was too distracted by this woman's gorgeous body. He wrapped his stubby arms around the boy's waist and pulled him up against him.

The boy was able to feel the bug's up against his ass; for once, he was grateful that the pitiful robe was acting like a small barrier right now. Even with the monster behind him, he couldn't tear his gaze away from the womanly body in front of him.

It was the first time he'd ever seen something like this. So beautiful and seductive.

"Look closely." Oogie whispered in his ear, the snake peeking out and placing small licks around his earlobe. The boy shuddered from it, the feeling running up and down his spine. He felt an unfamiliar sensation run down into his groin.

Burning. Aching. Itching.

"See those legs boy. Nice and plump around the thighs. Now look at her stomach, how her waist dips in, those curves just begging for a good holding. The breasts are full and bouncy, her nipples already hard with wanting."

The boy was able to take a few steps away from Oogie, going towards the bed with the fully naked woman. She showed no fear on her face; her face was just a blank slate. Her eyes seemed glazed over, as if she was drunk or high.

The girl sat there patiently, waiting for him to make the first move. But the boy had no idea how he was supposed to approach this situation.

After a while, Oogie's impatient got the better of him. He pushed the boy towards the bed, then gave another shove while simultaneously pulling back on the robe. The force was enough for the robe to fully tear, now exposing the boy fully to the girl.

"I just realized that I don't know your names. But then again, I don't care. Girl, you'll be Doll. And boy, you'll be Baby. Now get on with the show. I'm eager."


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