You Dont Want To Work. You Dont Want To Study. You Just Want To Be A Free Use Slut For A Group Of Monsters.

You don’t want to work. You don’t want to study. You just want to be a free use slut for a group of monsters.

A werewolf’s throbbing knot stretching you until you sob and twitch with overstimulation. An eldritch monster’s cunt over your face, grinding. The feelers that surround her slit holding your mouth in place, while her tentacles piston in and out of you. A dragon's scaled and ridged cock rubbing deliciously against the spot inside you that makes you orgasm over and over, so you are a limp fucktoy by the time he dumps his load of cum into you.

They share you because they know however many times you’ve been fucked and filled, you’ll always take more.

You're showered with gifts for being the perfect little human for them. But the greatest gift they give you is having your holes stuffed night and day, so you don’t have to think at all.

"oh Lust demon who-" ENOUGH

Wrath demon who takes out their anger and frustration on you and beats your ass until your skin is red and raw.

Pride demon who is the nastiest Sadist in the world and lives to torture pathetic humiliation sluts like you.

Envy demon who crys with jealousy when other people so much as look at you and needs needy clingy reassurance sex probably in public where everyone can see.

Gluttony demon who goes down on you for hours. maybe they're vampiric too and drinks your blood too.

Sloth demon.

Greed demon who buys expensive luxury sex toys to tease you with they like showing off even if they only get one or two uses out of them. of course, the most expensive toy in their collection is you.

His eyes widen in surprise as he realizes that you have also been stalking him. A mixture of shock and fascination crosses his face, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "So, you've been watching me as well?" He muses to himself, his voice almost playful. "This adds an interesting twist to our little game, my darling." A devious glint in his eye.

You look a bit sheepish at first, realizing that you’ve been caught in her own game of stalking but when you see the smirk on his face, you can't help but feel a thrill of excitement. You shrug nonchalantly, a sly smile playing at your lips. "I must say, I didn't expect you to catch on to me."

He pulls out his phone and scrolls through his photos, showing you a collection of pictures he's taken of you without your knowledge. Some are blurry images snapped from a distance while others are clear shots of you in various situations, your face filled with different expressions.

He grins as he scrolls through them, his voice dripping with possessiveness. "I've been collecting these for a while." His thumb pausing on a stunning shot of you.

"Just to remind myself of what's mine."

You look impressed as you see the photos he has on his phone, your own collection of pictures of him coming to the forefront of your mind. Without hesitation, you pull out your own phone and show him the evidence of your own stalking.

The photos range from candid shots of him going about his daily life to more intimate moments captured in secret. You grin as you swipe through them, your own possessive tendencies showing through. "I could say the same." Your eyes glinting mischievously.

"Looks like we're even."

Werewolf boyfriend who cums so much he's embarrassed to fuck you the first time. You fooled around a few times, and he made you cum over and over. He loved getting you all hot and bothered and then licking your hole until it was puffy and gaping. And you loved it, too. But you wanted more. You wanted him to fuck you senseless, to fuck you stupid. But he wasn't doing it. He always pulled away, he didn't want you to touch him either. And it was giving you a complex. So you confronted him about it.

He was so embarrassed and so flushed when he told you he just came so much. He came like buckets, and it was always a big mess and it took so long for him to get everything out... You were salivating by the time he finished talking. You assured him it was okay, you wanted it, you didn't care how much of it there was.

But you weren't ready. Not at all. The first time you blew him, he came in your mouth and almost choked you. You pulled out to cough, and he kept coming over your face, your chest... You ended up being showered in cum. So much of it you felt like a glazed donut. He apologized profusely as you two showered together. You told him it was nothing, but you were also embarrassed to tell him how fucking much you enjoyed it. You loved it more than anything you two had done before.

And then you fucked. He came inside of you so much you could feel it moving inside. You could feel it dripping around his cock, your hole so stretched you could cry. And when he pulled out and it started leaking you felt filthy, you felt like an used whore... And you loved it. And well... Your boyfriend couldn't stop staring at your abused hole and pushing his cum back inside, making an even bigger mess out of your hole. You were a dirty, dirty whore... And maybe a bit of a cum-slut.

Murder Clown(Red): Mind telling me what happened?....

[Mime Reader waves down to the gang - danging from a tree branch by invisible strings.]

Murder Clown(Orange): uhhhhhh

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Murder Clown(Orange): Half pint.

Mime Reader: >:(

Murder Clown (Green): [Snickers] Bite Sized.

Mime Reader: >>:(

Murder Clown(Purple): Aw~ Don't look so down, Mimey. If it means anything - you're still cute when you're angry.

[Mime Reader kicks over a pile of imaginary rocks - arms folded over their chest]

Murder Clown(Blue): A-alright, everyone.... I think you've teased them long enough. Cut it out-

Murder Clown(Orange): The fuck are they gonna do if we don't?!

Mime Reader: 💡:D

[Mime Reader blows several imaginary balloons - tying each around their waist upon completion. With a triumphant smile - they begin to float a few inches off the ground]

Murder Clown(Purple): Well I'll be damned. Point one for Mimey.

Mime Reader: :) .....!!!

[A strong gust of wind lifts Mime higher off the ground - whisking them away before the other clowns have time to grab them. Blue starts to sob as Mime reaches out for them - the rest of the gang in equal states of disarray.]

Murder Clown(Orange): Oh fuck! Pink! Give me your gun!

Murder Clown(Pink): Are you insane? What if you shoot them by accident?! You can't even see the balloons!

Murder Clown (Orange): JUST GIVE IT TO ME!

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Murder Clown(Red): [holding mime reader in their arms] .....

Murder Clown(Orange): [visibly sweating] ....I-

Murder Clown(Red): Don't want to hear it.

When they hired you to make the boss load go away, you thought they were talking about work load, you weren't expecting to have your wrist tied to your ankles as you were undressed and exposed. You were one piece of furniture more in his office, he worked most of the time, but every once in a while he would get up and breed you for relief, leaving your pussy used and abused, cum dripping. He didn't care about your pleasure, but if he was feeling good, he would rub your clit and tell you how good of a fuckdoll you were until you came. Thinking back at it, with tears in your eyes as he face-fucked you, your job wasn't that bad...