I sat alone at the table, my date stood me up. I ordered myself food, cause well, fuck him. My food had just arrived, a small plate of spaghetti, I had lost my appetite by now but, I'll still eat it. My mind begins to wander, to my date, to my mythology classes, to Chad from 7th grade science, I even started thinking about religion. Not that I have that much of a standing on the matter. I realized my food would get cold soon and I probably wouldn't end up eating it. As I touched my fork to the plate suddenly a loud, sharp, blaring tone filled the restaurant, a fire alarm! I began to stand up with the crowd, but something held be back, telling me to stay seated.
As soon as the chaos stopped I looked around, there was no fire, only the sound of boiling from the kitchen. The boiling sounded louder then it should have, much louder. I soon began to notice the boiled pasta noodles creeping up from under the door. They moved like snakes, shlorp-ing their way to the middle of the dining area. Soon they all stopped in the middle of the room, wriggling and writhing. The noodles all began to float into the air, I couldn't believe it. They soon formed a shape oddly familiar to me. A giant floating ball of pasta, with two meatballs for eyes. I knew what this was !
Before I could even say its name, the god was in front of me, staring.
"I- Hello? Why..." That sounded dumb, I knew it did, but it was all I could get out. Soon small parts of the outer pasta layer began to unfold. Making hundreds of tiny pasta arms. They began to mush into two arms, one on each side. I began to slowly back up, in my mythology class I was told to act cautiously in front of gods. I quickly fell onto another table, I looked down, one of my ankles was tied by a noodle. The Flying Spaghetti Monster knew I was now helpless, and chained my wrists and ankles with surprisingly strong noodles, I now knew there was nothing I could do, I was bound.
Five small noodles sprouted from inside his body, and gathered near the bottom of my dress. "Hey! No! I just bought this thing!" I couldn't really do anything, so I just sat and watched as my new dress got ripped to shreds.
Soon they all gathered, into one giant noodle, I knew where this was going. The Noodle pushed aside my panties and bore straight in. They were quick in and out movements, it was almost too much for me to handle. More noodles began to run themselves along my almost naked body, feeling every inch. Right before I orgasm-ed the God pulled the giant noodle out of me. "Wait! Keep going!" I moaned. The God released it's grip, I touched its noodle-y body, letting my hand be absorbed. I was soon fully absorbed by its noodle body, no longer knowing fear, sadness, loneliness, just noodle.
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