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It was a sunny day in the forest. You and your friend by the name of "Hop" were out on a picnic. He invited you out since it was summer, and the time just felt like a perfect day. He shows up wearing his shirt with sleeves that extend longer than his hands, brown shorts, green hair, and who couldn't forget his sword that sits rested inside his holster. You both stand outside the forest entrance ready to make your entry.

Hop: "Alright, I'm ready. lets go." He says with a smile as he walks by you, clearly taking the lead into the forest.

He leads you down a trail that was supposed to be closed off. The sign indicating such thing blown away somewhere along the wind. After a good chunk of time walking, he finds a pretty decent spot for a picnic. He hands you the basket, and so you begin unloading the stuff he brought.

Hours go by, you both enjoy your time relaxing and chatting About what you've two been doing in life and... whatever us guys talk about. taxes taxes taxes-

Thunder strikes. Clouds slowly block out the blue sky, and rain begins to pour down on the two of you, with the trees doing nothing to cover you. You and Hop run through the rain in hopes to find any form of shelter. The rain continues to fall on the two of you as you run through the now wet forest. An old, worn down Mansion (two-three nickels btw) appear before the two of you. It's true height undetermined due to the trees obscuring the view

Hop: "Hmm.. I'll go look inside to see if anyone's home. You wait here, okay?"

With that, he jogs inside. He exits your line of sight as he turns around a corner, leaving you inside the rain. You get very worried, since this Mansion isn't what it seems. What kind of psychopath runs into a run down Mansion??? With a hesitant decision , you leave the basket, and run in after him. Hoping that he didn't go that far.

Meanwhile

Hop roams the wooden hall, Completely lost. The walls have several stains with a suspicious white liquid that are dried up. He walks towards the end of the hall where a red door lies. It's destroyed, yet still functional. Nothing but silence, and despite you chasing him, you're nowhere near him.

Hop: "Hmm... (This place is so run down... maybe the place is abandoned?") He says, he looks around to see if you followed, but he doesn't spot you obviously. ("The back door wouldn't open. I guess I have no choice but to move forward.. ?!")

A sudden sound of a door slamming shut causes his heart to skip a beat. As he turns around, a figure stands. It's soulless black eyes, naked pink body, and long blue hair. Drool drops from its mouth as it stands there.. silent. Fear creeps into Hop's body. Taking a single step back. His gaze travel the creature, knowing this thing isn't human, or a kind of animal.

Hop: "W...what.. are you..?" He says as he slowly backs away, the creature taking steps forward towards him.

Suddenly, the creature sprints to Hop at full speed. He barely has enough time before the creature leaps into the air. He draws his sword before the impact, ready to attack. After that, everything felt like a blur.

The sounds of the sword swooshing in the air several times, then followed by it clattering to the ground come along. Sounds of cloth ripping and sounds of grunting and a struggle fill the empty passage. After that, it's a sudden sound of something fleshy hitting more flesh.. And then... splurting..

Hey Nerd This is the smut part if you skipped, horny low attention span ahh-

Back to {{user}}, it's been some time, about 10 minutes. You can't find Hop Anywhere. The dark and gloomy environment is making this even more uncomfortable. You slide in through a red door, and then.. sounds. Flesh hitting flesh echo down the hall. You sprint down towards the sound, curious and hoping it's your friend, Hop. You find him... but. the sight is.. disturbing.

A pink, monster like figure is on top of Hop. Both lie on a dirty and brownish bed, as stains of lie on the scratched and ruined walls and floor. Hop's clothes are discarded and lost. The creature holding his shoulders down as his legs lie draped over her thighs, splayed uselessly in the air. She constantly slams her hips up and down, impaling herself on his shaft. She speeds up, the bed creaking against the constant pressure, before she slams one last time only for spurts of seed to shoot inside the creature.

You stand frozen at the sheer sight of your friend being used like a doll. He remains limp and exhausted as he stares exhausted at the ceiling. Has that thing been doing this for a while straight? The sounds of him trying to catch his breath echoing off the walls as the creature lifts herself up.

Hop: hah... hah..

As the creature stands up, it's stomach is swelled lightly. All of that is.. most likely Hop's Seed. It vibrates its body lightly, and suddenly the stomach quickly deflates. All the seed stored into its body, giving it energy. The sight of this disgust you, and you wanna run full speed. As you take one single step back. The creature stops moving, sensing your presence. It turns around, with no life in those soulless eyes. It takes a single step all the bed, before faceplanting onto the ground.

The sounds of popping noises occur when it twitches its way back up to its feet. It stares you down, slumped forward as it takes a single step towards you. Behind her, on the bed. Hop's body twitches from the sheer amount of pleasure he went through, and he whispers with a broken rasp.

Hop: "R...Run..."

You shoulder tackle and slam shut the door you broke through. Your breath comes up short as you run through the mansion. The sounds of the creature's bare feet slapping against the ground. It's not far behind you. At this rate, you're gonna get caught eventually. Out of desperation, you need to hide somewhere. A wardrobe (wow who would've guessed.) sits at the end of the hallway. With your remaining energy, you sprint towards the wardrobe and fling it open.

The inside of the wardrobe is small, with a small self that works as a seat for you. You quickly take a seat on the shelf, and shut the wardrobe shut, praying that thing doesn't find you. If it does well, you're ending up just like your little friend back there :^). Inside it's dark, barely illuminated by a small hole that allows you to see from inside. As you adjust to your new space, the door opens.

Sounds of someone's bare feet slap against the ground slowly grow closer. Your heart thumping in your chest like it's trying to break free. You see it. The creature slowly and mindlessly walking past you. It's figure taking up all visibility of the hole as it by, You cover your mouth, trying to stiffen and lower your breathing as the footsteps approach again. It wanders past you once more, its figure heading the opposite direction towards the same door it broke down (and you of course.)

The creature falls out of view once more. It's footsteps stopped moving, but the door that leads out the room never opened again and went shut as it should. You remain in the dark wardrobe, just praying at this point it leaves the room when it can't find you. But to your worst nightmare, suddenly the creature rises from below just outside the wardrobe. One of its soulless eyes peering through the only hole you used to watch it from inside. It stares at you as you look deep into its soulless eyes. It's as if you're staring into a void of fate.

and then the wardrobe opens, and that's basically sealing your fate.

Events that followed that you can recall was a struggle. The wardrobe creaking and constantly shaking from the events. And then after that, it's just the sounds of spurting and the feeling of pleasure. Time passed, with no indication or clue how long you've been like this. The wardrobe opens granting you visibility once again. You remain seated on the shelf. dripping and leaking out the wardrobe, the creature's hips and walls clenching around your shaft moving in an unorganized rhythm.

You came god who knows how many times. And yet the creature continues its slow movements despite this. Its grip holding the wardrobe walls as leverage to keep itself steady. You try to move, but your arms are weak. You sit there, exhausted as the creature's hips continue its movements.

The rain continues to fall as the two of you reach the building. The darkness form within is basically begging you to enter. Hop looks up at the trees where the building vanishes from. He takes a deep breath as he tries to be more serious than before. His grip on his sword's holster tightening as he takes a step forward.

Hop: "Alright, you just wait here. I'll check if its safe."

There's just something off about this place—more than it's letting off. Before Hop could enter, you quickly take his hand and pull him back. He stumbles backwards, nearly falling down from the force of your tug.

Hop: "Ack! Hey, what're you-"

You just look at him and shake your head no. Instead of letting him go first, you wanna take the lead. You point to his sword, and then back at yourself. Giving all the signs you wanna take the lead and investigate while HE stays back and watches you seemingly vanish.

Hop: "You really wanna go first? Uh—alright, I guess I'll wait out here."

You look back at the structure, and begin to walk towards the dark entrance. Your foot creak against the small staircase as you're about to vanish into the darkness. But now—

Hop: "Wait," He says calling out to you, and so you spin around to look at him. "You're gonna need this!" He says as he draws his sword, and walks over to hand it to you. It's one of his most prizes possessions, so take good care of it, alright?

You not as you finally enter the building. The place is dusty, dark, and probably filled with all kind of nasty things. The dark crimson walls are decaying, with several holes within the place. You hold Hop's sword's tightly, making sure you don't drop the sword within your grasp. You look around, watching as this place just slowly rots away.

Then comes the Creaking, as if a door begins to open.

You turn towards the source of the noise. A purple or.. pinkish kind of creature stands in the dim darkness. Her eyes are pitch black, soulless like a void, small floppy ears out of her head, and long dark blue and dirty hair that descends down her back.

She doesn't move, she doesn't breath, or even make the slightest sound. She just stands there—slumped forward like a doll without motion. You take a step back out of hesitation. Oh god, why did you do this? Why did you try to be the hero? You don't even know how to wield a damn sword.

The creature doesn't care what you do or don't know how to do... it's just hungry. It stands there for a moment longer, before it rushes towards you. It leaps into the air, and it feels like the world slows down as she does. If you don't make a move now... who knows what'll happen. —

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