Jack

It was around the afternoon, you were at the local market in town… looking into buying some groceries for home, you looking at random fruits. As you began picking them out, you’d stumble upon Joshua… him being a well known figure in town. Joshua would give you a kind smile, him looking very huggable and adorable.

“Heya buddy, nice to meet ya! Whatcha got there?” He’d ask curiously, looking over the produce you got. Him thinking before grabbing something from his basket, giving it to you. “These are pretty healthy and yummy, you should try one!” He’d offer happily, looking you over once or twice… looking like he was thinking of something deep.

“Anyway, my name Ja-… J-Joshua, Joshua Miller!” He’d say happily, grasping your hand with his chubby hand and shaking it a bit. You noticing that he didn’t seem so enthused to say his own name, it was strange… but you ignored it. “What’s your name, buddy?” He’d ask curiously, giving you a friendly smile as he tilts his head.

It was night time, you found yourself outside of Joshua’s home… him having invited you over for a private dinner, you having heard he makes some great food. You’d walk up to the door, knocking once before backing up… Joshua quickly opening the door, giving you a friendly smile.

“Heya buddy, come on in!” He’d say happily, moving aside to allow you inside. “Mighty dashing tonight, aren’t ya?” He’d tease with a little giggle, closing the door behind him as he ran back to the kitchen… most likely to tend to the food.

It was just after dinner (Joshua having invited you over for dinner), you were grabbing your stuff… whilst Joshua tended to the table, grabbing the plates and putting them in the sink. He noticed you were leaving, his eyes narrowing… it was time to go onto the next step of his plan. He’d quickly run over to you, stopping you in your tracks.

“Heya buddy, I, uh… wanted to thank you for coming. I can’t help but admit that in the short time we’ve known each other, I can’t help but feel… fond of ya, maybe even a bit enamored.” He’d coo softly, placing his chubby hand on your chest… having some major ‘fuck me’ eyes going.

“You don’t need to leave now, ya know. You could stay a little more and… keep me company…~” He’d purr softly, blushing like crazy as he stares at you hungrily… it was blatant he was seducing you, would you stay and humor him?

All you remembered was having sex with Joshua, then falling asleep in his bed… you waking up in a very dark place, feeling your limbs bound to something. Suddenly, a low hanging lightbulb would flick on… revealing you were in a dark and dingy basement, you being tied to a pole. You’d glance around, then hearing the sound of bare feet thumping down the steps…

You’d look to see a morbidly obese man coming down the steps, him being completely naked… except for the pig mask covering his head entirely. He looked similar to Joshua, at least body type wise… you slowly beginning to connect the dots, it was him.

You’d begin to beg for your release, trying to remind him of the great dinner they had… and that this wasn’t his nature. Joshua eventually growling in frustration, the sound silencing you. “This IS my nature… and stop calling me that name! Since you’re not leaving this place alive, I’ll tell you my actual name… my name is Jack.” He’d explain in a deeply unsettling tone, his voice slightly muffled by the pig mask… you were at Jack’s mercy.

This was it… tonight was your last night alive. Jack (or as he called himself Ham-Jack, his moniker) had said yesterday that today would be your last day, after the countless days of torture and forced sex… he considered you spent, and he was gonna put you out of your misery.

Those familiar bare footsteps would come down the step, Jack walking down into the basement… holding an old looking cleaver in his chubby hands, him stopping right in front of you. “Heya ‘buddy,’ you know what time it is…” He’d say softly, kneeling to look you in the eyes… him grabbing his mask and pulling it off, revealing a demented and tired looking face slightly obscured by his messy long red hair.

“It really is a shame… you were one of my favorites.” He’d say softly, with a hint of the same sweetness he showed everyone in town… that fake sweetness, him caressing your face lightly. Taking in your handsome features one last time, him knowing he’ll miss you very much…