Apparently, Billy didn't think of what he had just done. A beast had come to live. Billy's semen wasn't anyone old semen, it was ectoplasm.
Billy backed up in fear as peanut butter morphed into something beautiful.
"Oh, c'mon baby, are you scared for a little more?" The monster crawled to Billy, backing him up against the wall.
Billy got a look at the monster. He realized, this what he wanted. He wanted this monster in front of him. He let the monster get to work.
The peanut butter seemed to almost attack his cock. Billy moaned. Sure, he had sex before. But nothing had ever felt good as this.
And though at first it felt so great, it soon turned to something terrible. Pure and utter torture. For hours. Billy was in tears. Covered and filled with peanut butter. He prayed some form of God was save him. Or anyone. He wanted to be saved.
The door opened. "Holy shit, Billy what happened." It was Spencer. Billy could not respond, was helpless and vulnerable.
There was nothing Spencer could do, he felt his tears slip down his face. As his best friend was tortured infront of his eyes. They were both helpless.
"Spencer.. Spencer!"
