Tentacle Monster X You
Your POV
I panted, looking at the sloppy demon before me. "Well, it's just you and me, eh?" I breathed out, my voice slightly shaky. It just groaned as I jogged right beside it. To its left side, specifically. Its large, throbbing breast was shaking. Making it feel like an earthquake as it shook and shivered. Looking over at my aghast classmate, I grinned. "Finally, I can impress you." my whisper slowly overtook my mind, making a goal for me; Impress your god damn crush, nincompoop.
Licking my lips, I ran at the demon. But unfortunately, the stinking monstrosity absorbed me into its slimy goop, Trapping me. "Y/N!" my classmate screeched, voice cracking. I hoped for them to come help me, but they stood there, frozen. 'C'mon idiot, come save me, come save me.' that thought filled my mind as I felt their eyes on my back, staring at me. "My last attempt has failed, huh." whispering yet again, I began to lose hope. The powerful being picked me up, staring devilishly at me. "Hey, you dumbass!" I said, eyes slightly widening in fear and anger. "Think fast!" throwing a fart bomb on him, I began to gain more confidence. Suddenly, to my disappointment, I missed. It growled, nose flaring up and its face morphed into an infuriated, raged, disastrous little thing. Gulping, I imagined how much pain I was going to go through.
Fuck, what did I do to myself?
The monster's finger latched onto me, making me feel the creases and the fingerprint combined. The texture combined with the smell made me thrash around and almost gag out of my already almost dead soul. Palms sweating, I felt the stinky, fishy little stinker move the finger that was on my leg, onto my fat, bulging, pointy crotch. My head immediately snapped to my classmate, checking to see if they were watching. They were.
"No-" I screamed. "Stop it, stop it!" my eyes were still stuck on my comrades' glamorous jiggling nose-hairs. They pulled out a large camera, a deadly smile creeping onto their stupid little demon face. "No, how-" I stuttered. " How could you." They grinned at my response. "I have been planning this from the day I met you." their smile grew into a wider, demonic grin. "Now, face the wrath of the holy tentacle, you baby boomer." they screamed, causing me to flinch. "What? Holy tentacle-"
A slimy object slapped onto my now exposed leg. It felt like it had suctions placed all over it. It felt like... a tentacle. Looking over, I gasped a loud gasp. There was a mini tentacle, along with some other giant tentacles waiting for their turns. I saw the slimy goop from before, squelching and wiggling like it's their business. "Little pink fuckers." I swallowed my spit, nose flaring up as I felt the mini yet muscular tentacle grab my legs and spread them, wet sticky slime dripping onto the ground. The squelch caused me to flinch, my eyebrows furrowed. "You foolish little fool thought that I would save you, huh? Well, you fat little cow, this was all planned out." at this point, Billie Eyelash was quaking in her cowboy boots.
The sweaty, large, thick creatures snuck up to my clapping thighs. "Stop-" trying to smack 'em away, my pink socks revealed themselves. "Did you know, these little baby boys suck energy away from you, so..." my eyes widened at this, I felt the ring of my anus tighten up. "Look at the camera, retard." The camera flashed red just a little, telling me that the person I once trusted was recording me getting raped by a muscular, pink little stinker.
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