just me rumbling, you dont have to read this
if i think correctly, i only have one real friend (we had a fight and we didnt talk for years but now we are in contact again) and i just keep thinking of how easily people forgets about me or just talk to me for a brief time and then its like nothing happened... i want more friends and the only way im comfortable is via internet because people wont jugde my body...
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grghhh also prey getting stuffed before getting eaten is really good too.. their pred bringing lots of food for them, doting on them, encouraging them to keep eating.. & then swallowing them down once theyre too full and groggy to do much abt it... and then Both pred and prey are full & cozy as hell.. woooyeah!!!! wooooyeah!!!
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how about m1m1kyu? They’re cute and the z move is already right there
Getting a job at a year-round scare mansion was the best idea you ever had. The pay could be a lot better, but that's not why you and your buddy wanted the job. Truth be told, you both had a real passion for scaring people.
Your boss was pretty lax, not taking things as seriously with you two as they would with the other scarers. Just give them what they paid for and have fun, right? That gave you both some pretty novel ideas on what to do, and you both soon settled into a routine that worked best for you. The room you two were active in was an old and dusty girl's room, full of creepy dolls and worn out stuffed animals. You and your buddy were two particularly...large and lifelike dolls. Of course, you were just dolls...you wouldn't come to life and jump at anyone, right?
Yuuki really sold the part of a big old plush well. They laid limp and slumped against the wall, their worn stitched together clothes fit the theme perfectly. They kept their body covered and their face was hidden beneath their costume, so all people saw were the limp bunny ears and the creepy-but-cute stitched smile and button eyes. You both watched a small group of people make their way through, sizing them up for the perfect opportunity. One of them wasn't exactly a good sport- loudly complaining and chastising his groupmates for being wimps. You cast a glance to Yuuki when their backs were turned; knowing they'd understand what it meant.
When they tried to leave, the door wouldn't budge. That was your cue to jump into action! Slowly, you and Yuuki started to move. The bells on their costume jingled quietly, catching the group's attention. That big creepy bunny doll was moving, its empty button eyes seemingly staring them down from where it stood on the opposite wall. Then, it started to walk closer. Slow and meticulous, but with an unnatural gait that didn't seem quite human. And another doll was standing up- you were sitting up from where you rested on the dusty bed.
"R-R-RUN!"
The group panicked, shaking at the door handle with everything they had while Yuuki only drew closer. You stayed where you were to watch it play out. "You guys are a bunch of pussies," sneered their colleague, "It's just a person in a shitty costume."
Regardless of that, Yuuki continued to shamble forward. The door only opened at the very last second and let them all free, but when their cohort rolled his eyes and moved to leave too...it slammed on him. When he turned around, Yuuki was looming over him.
"Oooh, you got me. What're you gonna do now? These scare houses are so stupid, I swear...I should've never agreed-"
Rip.
One of the seams on the costume's mouth ripped. Then another, and another, until they all opened in an open, jagged smile. The man scoffed, unimpressed. "How frightening. Can I go now?"
Yuuki grasped at him, both hands holding onto him firmly. Then from the inky black darkness of the inside of the costume's mouth, a clawed hand stretched forth and gripped him by the collar.
"H-hey, wait, what's th-"
His head is yanked into their mouth, with his body already being yanked deeper. Their arms held him in place, leaving him to kick futilely at them while the fabric muffled his yells and protests. They lightly chomped at his body, swallowing him down with a practiced ease as you glimpsed shadowy hands reaching out from their mouth to help his descent. You had to give it to them- Yuuki was a pretty good hunter. Soon nothing was left of the spoilsport, now reduced to a struggling bulge pressing and kicking out against the fabric of their body. The stitches on their face fixed themselves as if they had never been torn open, but you could tell their smile was somehow more pleased. You flopped back down on the bed, watching them waddle over to their plush pile to hide and enjoy their meal.
The fear of people who think they're above this place is the most delicious. Hopefully you get one like that now that it's your turn to "scare" someone...
This job was perfect for you both. You got paid to eat people!
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I wanna come to your room when you're asleep. You forgot to lock the windows, how convenient... I'd slowly come to your bed and take the covers off your sleeping body. I would come very close to your neck, inhale your scent, wishing I could lick the skin along your throat. But we wouldn't want to wake you, right? Your calm heartbeat turns me on and I can't help but imagine how you'd taste, one way or another... It's unbearable, I just want to slip my hand between your thighs, but I can't be seen. So I stand in the corner, watching you closely, imagining all the things I'd to you and I slip a hand down my pants. I start touching myself, faster and faster, as quietly as possible not to wake you up, although I know your screams would sound delicious. The faintest breath escapes my mouth as I reach my high and I hear you stir... Oh the things we could do together... Perhaps another night. For now, I need you to keep dreaming. My hand goes through your hair one last time before I escape through the window again. The night is as dark as ever and my hunt has just begun.
A.
I've always fantasized about having my own stalker, leaving my window unlocked for anyone bold enough to try it. Your presence would seep its way into my subconscious mind as I feel your gentle touches on my sleeping body. When I wake up the next morning I'll have no idea who was watching me but I'll notice the window cracked open and the way my body shivers without the covers and know that I am somebody's prey.
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