Devin’s Totally Super Insanely Problematic Prosaken Book

by Kiyondoishidasc0cksucker

Summary:

Forsaken characters RAPE EACHOTHER!!😂😂😂😂😂😂

Chapter 1

As Elliot finished the end of his shift, he began to walk out, the midnight air hitting him, a cool, gentle contrast towards the usual business that happened in the Pizza Place. He walked, more and more, until getting to his (more-so his mom’s) car, but as he reached into his pocket to get the keys, he couldn’t find them. He frantically checked his pockets, and the keys weren’t anywhere to be seen. His mom surely would get him- but maybe he just left them in the pizza place!!- But, the moment that he had turned around, the mysterious man that had seemed to lurk behind him had grabbed him, pinning him against the car, yet not enough to cause it to beep.

 

The man jingled the keys in the air, yet Elliot could only help but look at the man in both uncertainty and familiarity. “..Mafioso..? What are you doing here? I just got off-“ But before he could finish his sentence, he felt Mafioso’s lips crash into his own. The moment he felt the other’s calloused hands, the way that he was touched- he knew that Mafioso was needy. Despite the fact that this was- if anything illegal, there was no way that Elliot could say anything, would there? Mafioso then unlocked the car, opening the back seats, before pressing Elliot firmly against them,as he then also climbed in, before once again locking the car door “..Mafioso let go- i don’t want to-“

And once more, the Don had crashed his lips against the younger one’s, forcing himself onto the others, before immediately going to unzipping Elliot’s pants. Mafioso then proceeded to toss Elliot’s pants, shoes, and underwear onto the front seats, before moving back towards the front of the car, hopping over the center, before opening up the middle console, pulling out a strap-on. While it was.. risky, to say the least, to hide it in the car, he at-least made sure that Elliot would be the only one in the car- by convincing Elliot to convince his mother to letting him use the car to come back and forth from work, and for it to eventually become his own.

Mafioso then began to put on the strap on, adjusting it to his own liking. Elliot gulped in fear, since the strap on was.. what.. 5.. no.. 7 inches?? Could he even handle that? But before he could even protest, Mafioso had already shoved it in, not even giving him time to prep as his insides were infiltrated. “..!- m-maf- stop!!-“ He tried to push the other off of him, yet to no Avail. Mafioso, noticing Elliot’s struggle, grabbed the younger one’s hands, before pinning them onto the seat, rendering Elliot now completely at the Don’s mercy, as they thrusted relentlessly into the tight heat of Elliot’s ass. Mafioso had then mentioned that Elliot’s ass began to bleed, but only chuckled before going further.

Elliot couldn’t help but wince out in pain, his ass slightly ripping from the amount of force. He whined and winced in pain, but only for the Don to capture his mouth in a kiss that was only one- sided, just for the Don’s pleasure. Before Elliot knew it, he had came, rope after rope splattering onto his clothed, leaving marks on his uniform that only by washing would remove.

Mafioso then drove Elliot home, snuck him into his room by the window without his parents noticing, grabbed his things, placed them on his bedside, before placing the tired guy down.

Chapter 2: Hacker Harem?!?!

Summary:

Nonconyeysyeyus

Notes:

A request was given so I HAVE DELIVERED!!

The pizza place, per usual, was quite busy. Customers coming in left and right, staff barely managing to do things on time. Elliot drove back and forth, delivering pizza in a robotic yet energetic manner, doing his best to keep happiness still alive in such an environment. He had gotten too caught up in his own work to then realize what happened by the time he got back to pick up more pizzas.

 

People ran, screamed, and cried in terror. He then looked up at the sky, familiar red PNGs filling the air once more..- .. 007n7..? What the hell was he doing here? Was the last time not enough? He watched as bodies fell victim to the flames, burning, whilst people screamed for help to deafened ears. He would normally try and call any admin to help, but before he could, the exploiter pinned Elliot to the hood of the car, as the exploiter then knocked Elliot unconscious by banging his head repeatedly, albeit brutally against the delivery car.

 

 

 

And then everything went black.

 

 

 

By the time he woke up, he didn’t find himself in a heaven, nor a hell. He found his arms tied up by a strange, black rope outlined in blue. Before he could even wonder about what happened, a female, seductive voice spoke to him.

 

“Seven!!! He’s awake!- ooh.. hi handsome..~”,

 

 

He then felt the woman’s arms trace his chest, teasingly outlining the contours of his body. And then, 007n7 walked into the room, alongside another exploiter, as he chuckled to himself.

 

“Well, everyone.. Elliot, meet 326w6 and 118o8, and vice versa.. anyhow.. let’s get straight to the point.”

 

 

Before Elliot could comprehend the older man’s words, he found them all on top of him, quickly stripping him of clothing, before fixing his body into a specific position. 118o8 laid on the bottom, sucking Elliot off while groping his balls, resulting in a whimper from the other. 226w6 then positioned themself behind Elliot, grasping his hips, before thrusting into the child. As for 007n7, he gripped Elliot’s face, forcing Elliot’s mouth to envelop his cock.

 

The stimulation, if anything, was overwhelming, as not only were both of his holes penetrated, but his dick sucked. The musky scent of 007n7’s genitals made the boy gag, trying to pull back, but to no avail as 007n7 forced his head right back onto it. Tears streamed down his eyes due to the lack of oxygen, practically choking as the sensual rhythm continued.

 

 

First, 226w6 came. Their dick pulsed and throbbed inside of Elliot, before releasing their cum inside him, filing his ass to the brim, some even dripping out. And then it was him, his dick spurring into 118o8’s mouth. Last but certainly not least was 007n7. Elliot could barely swallow as 007n7 came in his mouth, cum dripping from the sides of his mouth, eyes lidded, staring up at the other.

 

They all then pulled away, leaving Elliot stuffed to the brim, before peppering the other with one-sided kisses and praises. They didn’t care that they broke Elliot, because it gave them an excuse to keep him longer. Just to do this all again later.

Chapter 3: Telamon and Elliot shota rape

Notes:

EGGNANT

Elliot’s face remained once more neutral as the Pizza Place burned, similar to other times. Again, and again, and again. He couldn’t help but sigh, only reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone, before dialing “Telamon”. The deity had wanted Elliot’s number, saying that it was just “for incidents such as these”. While a darker intention was taking place, Elliot did not have a clue.

 

And so, in a quick moment, the area turned back to normal, simple commands being used, returning what was ashes and burned to the way that it used to be. A simple, yet relieving thing for Elliot. However, what he hadn’t expected was for Telamon to go ahead and approach Elliot, much more different than their usual encounters. The deity merely tapped Elliot’s shoulder with a clawed hand, resulting in the younger boy to yelp and eventually turn around, only to sigh in relief, as he noticed that it was only Telamon.

 

“..Telamon?”

 

Elliot asked, but before much else could be said, Telamon scurried Elliot away into a much more private area, before holding the other’s chin up, forcing the kid to look at it.

 

“..Elliot, you understand this, don’t you? You’ve always called for my help during these times, so if you don’t mind, may you also help me too??~”

 

Elliot’s thoughts began to process, thinking about what Telamon had said. He had called Telamon many times, practically relying on the deity for many things, so maybe, just maybe.. it would be best if he returned back this favor.

 

“..no, Telamon.. I don’t mind!”

 

 

Telamon then chuckled to itself, finding that its plan had deemed itself to be quite the successful one. Its wings would then wrap around Elliot, before using a GUI to teleport back to his office. While it was slightly messy, the usual things were there. The seemingly endless bucket of chicken, attires, regular boring admin things, and just other unimportant traits of the room. Telamon then proceeded to have Elliot temporarily bend over the desk, as it then reached into the drawer to grab something.

 

“You know, Elliot.. you’re an amazing person.. this will hurt, but perhaps you’ll understand that it shows how much I care for you, won’t it??”

 

Telamon then proceeded to gently undress Elliot, each touch sending a shiver down Elliot’s spine. Elliot knew that this was wrong, but couldn’t help but oblige. He still needed to help Telamon, right? 

 

After so, Telamon would then pull out a razor blade, before placing it onto the table as it began to untie its robes. Once it came undone, two tendril- like.. dicks IDK?? Just like.. spring up. Telamon didn’t waste time, immediately shoving BOTH of them into Elliot’s ass, making the other yelp in squirm as he felt as if his ass was RIPPING. Telamon then extended out Elliot’s arm, before slicing the razor blade precisely against areas on his wrist, watching as blood beaded, alongside tears streaming from Elliot’s face.

 

“Aww.. what’s wrong, Elliot? I thought that you aimed to please me. Was I incorrect?”

 

Elliot then responded, trying not to scream, although if he could, he would.

 

“N-no..ahgh.. I d-do want to….”

 

Telamon would then smile in glee, before carving deeper into the Man’s flesh.

 

“Good boy.”

 

Telamon then began to quicken the pace of its thrusts, not caring about how much Elliot’s ass bled, or about how horrible it cut. It continued to cut more and more, before eventually deciding to take things a step further. It then proceeded to hand one hand cover Elliot’s mouth, before repeatedly slicing a specific spot, aiming to reach bone, and eventually he did, smiling as blood gushed out, oozing splotches against Elliot’s hand.

 

Shortly after, Telamon began to release eggs inside of Elliot, filling the younger one to the brim, smiling as it watched his stomach extend, as if pregnant. EGGnant, if you may.

 

“..tela..~ mon..~.. hah… im..~”

 

Telamon then interrupted the younger one.

 

“You’re filled to the brim with me? You lucky whore! Always ready to bear what’s mine..”

 

 

Elliot then passed out, due to blood loss, alongside the overwhelming sensations taking hold of him.

 

Telamon then teleported him home and tucked him goodnight.

Chapter 4

Two Time would stab the ground repeatedly, smiling as a symbol of the spawn replaced the area of which they had stabbed. They then went along, looking around the map for anything. They noticed that much of the survivors were spread out, so they took it as an opportunity to try and at-least be “useful”, according to the others. They had then noticed that a generator was nearby, so they went up to it, beginning to try and fix it with a newfound fervor. 

 

Behind Two Time, one by one, survivors began to die. And before the spawnist knew it, “Last Man Standing” had soon enough become active. 

 

Well.. seems like the killer’s in a good mood, aren’t they??

 

As Two Time was soon to respawn with their blessing, they were intercepted by another force. Before they knew it, tendrils wrapped around their body, preventing them from doing anything, not even stabbing the tendrils. They were going to try and turn to see who the killer even was, given this new force, only for them to hear a familiar voice that made their eyes widen.

 

“Two Time. It’s nice to see you.”

 

Two Time suddenly them began to struggle, before proceeding to feel the tendrils ripping off their clothes, exposing them to the air. Before they knew it, three tendrils forced themselves into their body, one in the mouth, one in their cunt, and another in their ass. They began to squirm, sobbing, only for the tendrils to begin thrusting in and out, as Two Time’s fluids only caused the tendrils to slide in easier.

 

More tendrils began to caress Two Time’s body, teasingly tracing sensitive spots and tickling.

(“Here comes the tickle monster!!” Sounding ass azure.)

 

Azure then came in all of Two Time’s holes, before, in satisfaction, removing the one in Two Time’s mouth to stab them in the heart, ripping it out as their body went limp.

 

“Sweet dreams, asshole.”

Chapter 5: Chance X Elliot

Elliot would sit in the lobby, heaving and coughing. Last round, the poor guy barely made it out alive, yet couldn’t control his breath. He’d grab a cup of water, gulping it down vigorously. He didn’t feel so horrible now. Maybe he was just dehydrated. Maybe it wasn’t such a big deal that he had thought of, wasn’t it?

 

Behind him, Chance smirked, before surprising Elliot by choking them, cutting off his airflow, but also making sure that nobody else was around to say or do anything. Elliot gagged, choked, and whined for air, just for nobody to do anything, except for chance’s hands tightening.

 

“Poor little elliot..~ come on.. im bored” 

 

The gambler said before releasing their hands around Elliot’s neck to fix their hat, as they now proceeded to pin Elliot against the couch, an intoxicating breath moving its way to Elliot’s Nostrils. Chance took no time to undress the other, his hands roaming freely around their underdeveloped tits, groping the soft pecs as Elliot let out involuntary moans.

 

Chance then undressed themself, their body glistening in the emptiness of the cabin. The other survivors were in a round by now, so he shouldn’t be worried about them coming in. He then grabbed his flintlock, before forcing Elliot’s mouth open, and shoving it inside. The younger one yelped and sobbed, thinking that their life was about to end. Change then proceeded to vigorously slam into him, their bodies slapping against each other in a sloppy yet violent rhythm.

 

Elliot would have yelped and begged for it to stop, but stayed silent, due to the flintlock still in his mouth. Chance would then shove the flintlock deeper, forcing it down Elliot’s throat.

 

“Suck it, you.. beautiful fuckin’ toy..~”

 

Chance groaned, before thrusting at a slower pace, just so that he didn’t cum so early. As Elliot began to lick and slightly moan around the flintlock’s tip, he couldn’t help but squeeze Elliot’s ass, before giving it a smack that made Elliot jump. Chance then had enough of this, thrusting once more roughly inside of Elliot, each thrust making a bulge in the minor’s skin.

 

Finally, Chance came inside, before pulling out, filled with satisfaction as he saw Elliot’s gaping ass leaking with him. Chance then left Elliot on the couch, leaving it to the pizza body to clean up.

Chapter 6: Bluukidd

C00lkidd tapped Bluudud’s shoulder, as he played a game. Bluudud looked at him in annoyance, before finishing the game and giving C00lkidd a glare. 

 

“Dude.. WHAT do you want?!-“

 

Bluudud shouted, but luckily, nobody was in the house, as 118o8 trusted him to look after C00lkidd. 

 

“Bluudud!! Please!! Can we play a game??”

 

C00lkidd whined, only to receive a scoff from the other, as Bluudud then took off the headset, staring at C00lkidd dead on.

 

“Please, with a cherry on top!!”

 

Before Bluudud could ignore c00lkidd’s request, the child had shown Bluudud something that made him not want to decline the child’s offer.

 

C00lkidd had lifted his shirt up, showing his flat, yet adorable tits. Bluudud could feel his own Drool building up, alongside his cocklet twitching at the sight. Without warning, Bluudud began to undress C00lkidd, obsessively rubbing the smal little pecs, as he adored the younger one’s body, causing them to moan.

 

Bluudud began to gently touch C00lkidd’s clit, resulting in a while from the other. C00lkidd then tried to warn Bluudud, only being able to let out tears and whines.

 

“Shut up. You asked for this.”

 

Bluudud spoke, before proceeding to grab c00lkidd’s tail roughly, making the other whine, before slamming his cocklet into their cunt, thrusting wildly, only caring to find a sensation. C00lkidd tried to warn Bluudud again, but was too late.

 

C00lkidd began to piss around Bluudud’s cocklet, while also shitting on Bluudud’s lap. Bluudud then scowled in disgust, angrily grasping some of the scat, before smearing it onto C00lkidd’s chest.

 

“You like that HUH?! YOURE FUCKING DISGUSTING!! UGH… MY CLOTHES!”

 

He then thrusted more wildly, making the younger one’s walls rip with the force, before eventually Cumming deep inside of the child, but not stopping. He then waited a while for when his dick got soft, before entirely filling C00lkidd’s womb with piss.

 

“..fuck..~ take it all..~ dirty SLUT.”

 

He then had C00lkidd take a shower (just had to lower the showerhead), and had himself take a shower after, and cleaned up the evidence, the only thing left was his cum in C00lkidd’s cunt.

Chapter 7: Sleeping Beauty

Notes:

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
- the person who requested this.

Whilst 226w6 had supposedly gone out with 007n7, per usual, due to the other hacker’s shenanigans, Pr3typriincess was left alone, sleeping peacefully in her pink, unbothered bed. While no troubles had been assumed, 226w6, like any other version of 007n7 was tracked down due to their debts. While Mafioso would have normally stalked 226w6 to get them to pay in other ways, Mafioso had found out that the father ALSO had a daughter- that bring Pr3typriincess. 

 

Mafioso would begin to lockpick the door, moving with the efficiency of a touch starved man, who was held back from their desires, only to finally have a chance at acting on them. He would finally open it, and thank the stars that the man didn’t have door or home alarms, so the Don closed the door to not raise suspicion, before secretly striding towards the princess’ room.

 

As mafioso began to walk towards the room, he could feel his face slightly head up, imagining all that he could do with the girl. Oh, the things that he imagined. While it was inhumane, sure, it didn’t matter, because it gave him his own twisted pleasure. He would gently open the door, before beginning to unbuckle and take off his pants, while being careful not to make a sound, just to not wake up the princess. Not at this amazing time. Not now.

 

Mafioso could practically feel his cock spring and bounce in delight, happy to be given the opportunity to use the child in a way like this. The Don would then be sure to sit on top of the bed, before carefully raising the sleeping princess, and taking off her panties. Fuck, his cock throbbed even more. He began to carefully position the child above his aching dick, being sure not to disrupt her sleep.

 

And once he saw that it was good, he impaled the child with his dick.

 

The Don couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan as the princess’ tight pussy wrapped around his cock like a vice. He began to slowly thrust, each one coming over him like a tidal wave, threatening to swallow him whole if he were to lose himself in the sensations. He would hold himself back, thrusting deeply into the child. With each groan and whine the child made in their sleep, the Don began to slightly quicken up his pace, trying to cum as quickly as possible to prevent any complications.

 

The Don would spread the girl’s legs slightly wider, trying to be able to push even more inside of her, while also not hurting her. He didn’t want to leave any evidence aside from his cum, after all. His legs slightly trembled, as his balls began to tighten, his body ready to release all that was pent up from his own passions and ministrations. He began to thrust a bit faster, the feeling of her walls and tight heat more stimulating than before.

 

With a groan, the Don’s cock began to throb, releasing rope after rope inside of the princess’ womb, with precision and intent. He began to slowly thrust in and out during this, trying to make sure that as much of his cum filled her as possible. In the end, He pulled out with a wet plop, watching as the child’s wet, dripping pussy clenched with his fluids leaking. 

 

He then kissed the child gently on the forehead.

 

“Sweet dreams, princess.”

 

 

He then also left a note on the counter for 226w6!

 

“Half of your debt is paid off. Your daughter’s excellent.”

Chapter 8: Spectre X Elliot

As Elliot slept, he found his mind drifting off. Normally, these things never happened while he slept. Most of the time, he’d sleep, and then just wake up. However, this time, he found himself in a strange terrain. One that he had never recognized before, only to hear a voice. A voice that he knew far too well. A voice that he yearned to never remember. To never have to think of.

 

The spectre would then grab Elliot, pinning the child down to what seemed to be nothing, before whispering words into his ear that made his skin crawl.

 

“So naive.. yet so broken.. It’s not like I plan on fixing that either.”

 

Tendrils that rested from the Spectre’s back then began to grab Elliot, undressing the child in the most intimate places of their body. Elliot had tried to scream, but for some reason couldn’t. For some reason he couldn’t cry. He couldn’t call for help. He could only watch as his own body was going to be abused and tormented.

 

As the tendrils began stripping off the last pieces of clothing, Elliot’s body could feel the cold tendrils skin to skin, making his body shudder.

 

Onto what seemed to be ground, the spectre’s tendrils forced Elliot flat against it, as the Spectre began to get on its knees. It then would lift Elliot’s ass up alongside spreading the legs of the teenager wider. It then thrusted inside of the child’s ass. Elliot could already feel his stomach bulging heavily, causing his legs to tremble in desperation to get out, but to no avail.

 

As the Spectre pumped in and out of Elliot, its tendrils began to explore the child’s body, one tendril specifically beginning to tighten around and stroke his cocklet. Other tendrils began to feel around, analyzing every inch of Elliot’s exposed form, in attempts to do something that not even Elliot himself could ever predict. Without warning, Elliot could then feel the tendrils tighten around him, the once soft, curious edges sharp with malice.

 

Before he could understand what happened, he felt the sharp edges of the once gentle tendrils digging deep into his flesh, making him shed even more tears than before. The tendrils began to slice more and more into the minor’s flesh, their body stiffening as the overwhelming sensations of their prostate bring abused, their cock pumped, slit teased, and their wrists and things being slit against. Blood gashed down in synchronous droplets into a void.

 

As he felt the Spectre cum inside of him, filling him entirely, his vision blurred, before he then woke up in a haze of both distraught and fear. He then decided to not sleep, in fear of being tormented again. The only thing, though, was that the cuts and cum in his ass were still there. Was it even a dream?

Chapter 9: Elliot / 1x1x1x1

During a round, Elliot panted, running away from the killer with a nearly sliced off hand, bleeding heavily with each passing moment that forced the kid to let out gasps of agony and held in despair. The kid then found a safe spot, before noticing that the killer was charging up an attack, yet standing still. He tried to calm down his breath, only to feel the stinging sensation of a poisoned slash hitting his neck directly.

 

Elliot’s soul was then teleported back to the lobby as the beheaded corpse fell to the ground. 

 

As he was teleported to the lobby, it took him a while to re-collect his own bearings. He had just been killed, and a lingering pain in his neck had begun to form, thus causing him to rub it anxiously. He then realized that he was the only one who died yet, alongside the fact that nobody came to help him. So, as he usually did, when wanting to see how the round was going, he chose to spectate the other survivors.

 

And there was when he saw them just dancing. Just being happy while HE DIED. Being CHEERFUL as his body bled and formed tears with each step. Their ignorance had felt like a slap to his face, causing him to sob for a while. After a bit, he would then wipe away the tears. He found it ironic, if anything. They’d call him useless or absolutely an idiot for his pizza being in cooldown, while they watched him suffer in pain amidst his own despair.

 

He then wondered how long it would take for the killer to find them, so he then spectated the killer, only to find a shocking sight.

 

He watched as the killer pulled the corpse into a secluded spot, away from the other survivors, before shoving their cocks inside of the carcass. His eyes widened, even more tears forming throughout his body. Sure, this was a killer, but.. he never expected this. Not in a million years. Not ever. Not EVER did he expect for the same person who killed him to violently fuck his corpse. It wasn’t funny. It wasn’t arousing. It was terrifying, it made him afraid, yet he couldn’t stop watching.

 

He watched as the killer groaned. As the killer moaned out curses, shaming Elliot for being so weak. And also shaming him for being so tight. He wanted to cry, but his body found that by doing so would be useless. After all, everyone else is in a round. After all, they probably don’t even know that he’s a rotting corpse that’s being fucked by the killer themselves. So he continued to watch, his stomach churning, as if threatening to vomit at any second.

 

“Fuck.. gonna breed this.. cold..~ fucking ass..”

 

Groaned out the hacker, as it began to thrust even faster into the insides of Elliot’s corpse. It knew that this was beyond immoral, but it couldn’t help itself. Not when the survivors decided to be lazy and leave a support-class survivor at their most vulnerable. Not when the child was practically asking to be raped in death. It felt its balls tighten, before slamming itself balls deep inside of Elliot.

 

It groaned as it began to release its eggs inside of Elliot’s corpse, which also had a Taboo effect. Elliot himself also began to feel his body fill with eggs, causing him to squirm and shake. Eventually, Elliot had realized what happened.

 

He was now forcibly bearing the killer’s eggs.

Chapter 10

Bluudud sat on the couch, in slight confusion. He had wondered why his mom had called him downstairs, but didn’t really question it all that much. He simply played on his phone and waited, still nonetheless muttering silent curses at each little inconvenience. He Hated it whenever he wasn’t the best. It had to be something about being seen as some gaming genius. Or maybe even other things that other people didn’t see.

 

The child then finished the round, and just in time, his mom walked in, so he put his phone down, and looked up at her-

 

zoo wee fuckin’ mama.

 

She didn’t even TRY to hide it. She was in lace panties and her tits were fully out. She sat down, breasts swaying with each slight movement. Bluudud couldn’t help but notice that there was an INSANE boner in his own pants, trying to cover it with his hands. Unfortunately, 118o8 has already noticed, before proceeding to pull the boy onto her lap, taking off his clothes.

 

“Shh.. sweetie.. Mommy’s gonna take care of you, okay..?”

 

She muttered into her child’s ear, watching as he nodded eagerly. Watching as he submitted himself to his own mother. She would then teasingly grope one of her tits, placing Bluudud’s face close enough to it until his lips grazed the pec. She then started to urge the child to suck it, murmuring words of absolute praise into his ears. And eventually, the child did so.

 

She moaned softly as the child took her tit into their mouth, vanilla-flavored milk slipping out from the bud. To repay the child for their cooperation, she would grab their little cocklet, before giving it slow yet sensual strokes. The child whined and moaned as he was stroked off, alongside sweet vanilla hitting his taste buds.

 

She then stroked the child in a specific manner, causing him to cum, rope after rope. She didn’t mind, before plopping his head away from her tit, despite it still leaking, and bringing him back to his room. She then kissed him goodnight.

 

“Goodnight, Bluu.”

Chapter 11: Jason / Noob

Noob would proceed to walk around the area, the grass grazing against their shoes with each footstep and step. Eventually, Noob found themselves at a generator. Being that the poor lad didn’t have any abilities that could help the others (which, good riddance, they’re kinda scared with the thought of face to face confrontations with killers), they decided to instead do a generator.

 

From behind them, soft, precise footsteps slowly approached the Noob. While they couldn’t hear the footsteps over the generator, unfortunately, they continued to work on the generator, unbeknownst to the danger behind them, and what WILL be the death of them. As the Noob finally finished the generator, they wiped a bit of sweat off of their forehead, before turning around to meet their doom.

 

Before they could muster up a scream, their head was then precisely cut off by a rusty machete. Blood poured out onto the grass as their corpse fell, a stark reminder of what being in this place meant. There would never be safety. There would never be a moment of freedom and happiness. You’d have to earn that by being cautious enough to never get caught. To never get caught in your own despair.

 

Jason would grab Noob’s decapitated head, looking at it closely. The noob looked pretty like this. When blood stained its face. Whenever they were scared and afraid, they were absolutely adorable. Jason would then proceed to stab the machete into the bottom of the decapitated head, carving out the organs, but making sure that there was a just right sized hole of flesh.

 

He then began to thrust wildly into the skull, having the eyes face directly at him. He watched as their mouth was open, teeth visible. Oh, how beautiful Noob looked like this. The way that their flesh feels. Fuck, if he wasn’t so far in, he’d probably go for their pussy instead and fuck the shit out of it. He could already feel himself on edge, groaning with every thrust inside of the corpse.

 

Finally, he then came inside, before discarding the corpse and going back to hunting down the other survivors.

 

Chapter 12: Noob/ guest 666

Noob would walk around the campsite, smiling to themself. They weren’t in a round this time, so it was a relief to them that they weren't constantly being hunted by killers. As the wind blew in cool wisps through their skin, they couldn’t help but sit down. Even if they were alone, they couldn’t help but smile, before eating a ghost burger. Sure, it made them transparent, but it was like a normal burger- but maybe even a bit more delicious.

 

As he took his last bite, he felt the wind make an unnatural sway. As if something was moving, but at the same time, what could be so huge AND moving? At Least nothing in this place- but that was just way too contradictory to what just happened right now. Because they JUST did feel the wind move abnormally. Noob then decided to look above themselves, trying to spot what was moving, only to panic uncontrollably.

 

He then witnessed that…. SOMETHING had leaped above in the air, and before he knew it, his body was pinned against the ground, a staunching breath reeking from the creature. Before he could speak, the creature spoke for him.

 

“..Y0U M1SS3D M3, D1DNT Y0U??”

 

Noob had then realized who it was, fear retching onto his face.

 

“..SIXER..?”

 

The creature then ripped off Noob’s pants and underwear, before implanting the MUCH smaller other onto its thick, veiny monster cock, causing their ass to rip, but the thing didn’t mind, still thrusting against the other.

Eventually, the tightness made the entity groan, before releasing its eggs inside of Noob.

 

Noob’s belly enlarged as the eggs were being deposited into his smaller body, as he curled onto the ground.

Chapter 13: chance PAYS THEIR DEBT by FUCKING PRETTYPRINCESS infront of MAFIOSO because it make him hornayyyyy chance is being FORCED to touch this child

Chance had woken up, sitting on a chair of which he had never seen before. They would try to stand up, only to realize that their hands were strategically bound with rope, alongside their legs, making it difficult to stand up. They felt as if they knew who had done this, but they didn’t want to point fingers yet, knowing that, at this point, anything might as well just happen.

 

Eventually, they heard tapping, before the opening of a door. Two people stood in the doorway, one with a grin and the other with a confused expression. Mafioso stood in front of the doorway, tapping on it with nails that, while trimmed, had the capacity to do more than hurt. Chance let out a slight scoff, before looking at the boss in a mixture of both uncertainty and mere curiosity.

 

“Oh? What’s this, huh?”

 

Chance muttered, yet loud enough so that the Don could hear it. They would look back up towards the Don, only this time yelping, as they were way closer than before. Maybe that’s just something you learn after running a whole organization for years. To sneak up on people who are unsuspecting of danger, while also still giving off the energy of someone who can break their neck similar to how someone would snap a twig.

 

“Now, now.. come on, princess.. Mr… ahem CHANCE.”

 

..Mafioso said their name quite aggressively.

 

“Would like to show how much of a weirdo they are, hm??”

 

The child would nod, smiling with delight of something similar to not only a craving but also a delectable desire. Without warning, the Don then proceeded to grab Chance’s pants, forcing them to slide down enough, before then gripping the hem of their underwear, taking it off just so that their dick sprung out.

 

“You see, princess.. sometimes people cheat.. and when they do.. you have to give them a little more.. “motivation” to not, you see..?”

 

He would then begin to take off the child’s clothing, which was, at this point, a routine that they would never end. Because mafioso found it lovely, and Pr3typriincess found it to be something that made them bond together. Something that made them, when together, something true.  

 

In the end, the child stood entirely naked in front of Chance, her small figure entirely exposed to the gambler’s now confused yet also concerned eyes. Chance would then watch as Mafioso would pick up the princess, cradling her folds gently against Chance’s cock, making him wince with his own unwanted pleasure.

 

The child was then lowered onto Chance’s aching cock, causing his hips to thrust even more into the child. The child yelped, but then held onto chance, speaking.

 

“You should be GRATEFUL you’re getting to experience this.”

 

As the two of them fought against each other’s passions, Mafioso stood in a corner of the room, jerking his dick off to the sight, groaning with each plap that he heard. In the end, he came as the same time as Chance.

 

Mafioso then drove the kid home, before also sending chance home.

Chapter 14: Itrapped and college n7 oughh

Notes:

The ONLY chapter without rape LMAO?,

007n7 pulled into the driveway, the car abruptly stopping. Did he care about the skid mark that he left inside of Itrapped’s place?? No, not really. He could care less about anything except for what he was about to do tonight. Why did he think this was a good idea? He didn’t know. He just thinks “ooh i get to suck DICK now cause Noli went after the void star..” so yeah he’s just desperate since his favorite dildo went on a quest for some star.

 

He then got out, walking against the pavement in casual clothes. Would Itrapped be pissed? Yes, but he heard that Chance had finally fucked off and went to gamble. Just like the poor son of a bitch he was. The hacker then knocked on the door, three times with each knock gaining in intensity. Finally, after what felt like decades, ifapped opened the door. The- much more fancier one sighed at 007n7’s clothing options, but nonetheless let him inside for other reasons.

 

“..I hate that you came inside with such informal attire. Do you know that??”

 

Seven looked at Itrapped, scoffing at their words, before speaking along.

 

“Sorry, o’ great king of England… I happen to not be snobby enough to buy 25 suits for this very occasion!”

 

He mocked, letting out a laughter of his own.

 

“…I didn’t mean attire as in suits, seven.”

 

007n7 then looked at the guy in confusion.

 

“Then what fuckin’ else was I to wear??”

 

007n7, in five minutes then found himself in one of those rabbit suits with a leash around his neck.

 

“…dude… what the fuck is this.”

 

007n7 commented.

 

“It’s what I always want you to be in whenever you come here.”

 

.. this statement made 007n7 flabbergasted, but he nonetheless obliged. It’d fun to be in public with this on. He would then feel the collar tug, forcing him onto Itrapped’s lap. Itrapped would then spank him, watching as he whined, but still had that fuckass smirk on his face. He wanted to ruin and dominate the hacker so damn bad, so he didn’t waste any time at all.

 

“Hah.. is that all that you’ve got? I expected MUCH more from you! You’re just like fuckin’ chance aren-“

 

Before he could even SAY another syllable, he found that Itrapped’s darkheart had made a cut against the suit, making the fabric fall loose as Itrapped positioned 007n7 right above his aching dick, forcing the other‘s body to handle the cold ass dihh…  

 

“..fuck..~ you really are different..?~”

 

He smiled, before feeling the collar pull him even closer, as Itrapped began to quickly and roughly thrust into his unprepared hole. He bit his lip, trying not to just let it all out right then and there. However he did, letting out a long, held back moan as Itrapped began thrusting inside of a specific spot. 007’s hands flung to Itrapped’s shoulders, tears of pleasure streaming down the hacker’s eyes, similar to a river.

 

“Fuck..~ right there… don’t..~ ah..~ stop…”

 

He let out a grunt, which slowly turned into a whine as Itrapped suddenly stopped thrusting, letting him sit there while right on the edge. Itrapped looked at him, grinning, before speaking.

 

“You know what you have to do, seven.. be a good boy, and maybe I’ll give you something even more rewarding, hm??”

 

He teased, lips flush against 007’s. 007n7 then responded, sighing as if he had just given up, his own ego crashing.

 

“..fine…master-“

 

And right after that, Itrapped began thrusting inside with renowned vigor and speed, each thrust practically turning the hacker’s prostate into nothing but mush. 007’s back arched, before his ass began tightening around Itrapped’s cock, causing a cold liquid to fill him, as his own cum came out in ropes, his eyes half lidded, tearing, but nonetheless satisfied.

 

However, Itrapped wasn’t done yet, as he then forced 007 onto the floor, his semi-hard cock in front of the hacker’s face.

 

“..Itrapped are you seriou-“

 

Before he could mutter, Itrapped had forced his dick inside, the coldness making the hacker gag, but nonetheless taste the fruitful flavor of their combined liquids against his tongue.

 

He squirmed, moaning as the collar pulled more of Itrapped deeper down his throat with each tug, before seeing that Itrapped was also slightly overstimulated, as after only 24 more minutes they came down 007’s throat.

 

007 then stayed the night, in a spare bedroom while chance had no idea of what happened.

Chapter 15: Slow motion

I would like everyone to be patient with me during this time.

 

daily updates to the fanfiction will be put on halt, due to school just a few days away for me. However, I will still continue to upload chapters. Just not at a pace as quick as before

 

if you have any concerns, DM me on discord!

(@senordelamanchaland.)

Chapter 16: Itrapped X shota elliot

Elliot sat in the back of Itrapped’s car, fiddling with his fingers as the other drove. Itrapped had wanted to meet Elliot for “reasons”. He found himself unable to deny, thus causing why he was here now. He looked outside the window, noticing the nice view. He had seen similar things, considering his family’s wealth, but he had never explored it that much. He loved what lives like this offered, but also never let the best get of himself.

 

“…Mr..? Where are we going..?”

 

He asked the driver, hoping to get an answer. ITrapped then responded, with a smug-ish look then calm demeanor.

 

“..your mommy and daddy had to run some errands, so I’ll be babysitting you, little Elli.”

 

The child smiled, before laughing. Itrapped hated it, so he would suddenly drive a bit faster, reaching his own home in a good two minutes. The child was going to open the door, but realized it was still locked. Itrapped then suddenly grabbed Elliot, bringing him to the driver’s seat, setting the child onto his crotch. He knew what he was doing, but genuinely couldn’t give a fuck. Nobody would know. He has some good connections, after all.

 

He then began to grind against Elliot’s ass slowly, watching as the child was shocked by Itrapped’s bulge in his pants. In curiosity, Elliot asked.

 

“Mr..? What’s that?? It feels cold!!”

 

Ifapped would then smile, before explaining.

 

“That, Elliot, is a man’s special place. You’ll get it when you’re older, too.. but for now, my special place desires to be with you.”

 

Elliot smiled, before pulling down his pants, his panties showing the outlines of his cunt. 

 

Itrapped couldn’t help but slightly drool at the sight of the younger boy’s outlined cunt, but quickly swallowed it up. He would then fumble with his suit, letting his pants down to his waist, before allowing his.. dick to spring out with fervor. He would move Elliot underneath the seat, allowing the little boy’s mouth to be pressed flush against itrapped’s cock. Already, he had Begun to grow hard.

 

“..Elliot, now it’s your job to suck this little… “Lollipop”. Think of it as an award for being so good.”

 

Elliot took this in happiness, sucking the cold appendage happily. While it was musky and slightly bitter, he continued, because Itrapped said it was an award! Itrapped meddled his hands inside of the child’s hair, whispering praise and other things just to convince the child to continue their pleasurable ministrations.

 

“Good boy, Elliot.. you’re taking all of it so well..”

 

Itrapped could barely hold back, slowly thrusting into the child’s mouth in sync with their slurps and gags. He could then feel himself getting close to the edge, his balls tightening, just ready to release his load into Elliot’s sweet mouth. He would then grab Elliot’s head, before slamming it entirely down, the child’s nose on his crotch as he came, rope after rope.

 

Elliot then pulled away, his mouth filled to the brim with Itrapped’s cum, as he began to gag and choke adorably.

 

 

“…m-Mr.. hck..it’s salty and sweet…”

 

Itrapped would then look at Elliot, no longer drooling, instead smiling and ruffling his hair.

 

“Good boy, Elli.”

Chapter 17: NOLI X 007N7

007n7 would wake up, finding that he was nonetheless tied up against his own will. As he tried to break against the binds, he found eventually that it was futile. He would hear footsteps, causing him to not only panic, but also try and break free with much more need and fear. He found that the door had opened, before hearing footsteps that went down a stairway. Before he could do any more, a hand choked him, making his breath go shallow.

 

“….OH, SEVEN.. YOU REALLY DIDN’T THINK THAT I WOULDN'T GET BACK AT YOU FOR EVERYTHING, NO??”

 

At the recognition of who it was, he would try and struggle, hands clawing at Noli’s oh so firm grip. His body nearly collapsed from a lack of oxygen, only for Noli to release its hand, allowing him the temporary oxygen of which he desired. He gagged, before Noli began undressing him, his body exposed undesirably to a lustful air.

 

Before he could even register what had happened, he found Noli’s cocks thrusting into him, making him moan and whine while his insides were forcefully broken and indulged.

 

“Noli!!- STOP!!!”

 

007n7 whimpered and whined, screaming and crying as he was brutally forced to get adjusted to Noli’s slick appendages inside of him. Eventually, he found himself nearly passing out, only to be slapped awake, alongside a kiss that didn’t even feel right. More of just Noli getting what it wants. Eventually, because the author doesn’t wanna write,

 

NOLI came inside 007n7, also knotted, and then slept on 007.