so the usa just docked a warship in my country đ one of the largest warships in the world. stocked with F18s.
as part of their southern seas mission to strengthen maritime partnerships and foster diplomatic bullshit. but we âdumb islandersâ in our âshithole countriesâ are not as stupid as that horrid nation would have you believe. we have seen the military presence in trinidad. we have seen the military presence in jamaica after hurricane melissa during âaid distributionâ. we have seen this normalization of the US military in our countries under the guise of diplomacy and it is NOT SUBTLE at all.
i have been saying it and i will keep saying it. people please donât stop talking about cuba. do NOT stop talking about cuba. it might not happen today but it certainly WILL happen if we do not keep speaking up.
and that genocidal country called america will use my country (jamaica) and our other caribbean neighbors like trinidad to forcefully invade cuba as part of their violent wet dream about the conquest of a nation that has refused to bend or break after decades under their embargo.
they used us to invade grenada in 1983 and history will 100% repeat itself if we do not make ourselves aware and deny the normalization of the US military in countries they do not belong and are not welcome. READ PEOPLE READ. POLITICS WILL DO YOU IT DOESNâT GIVE AF IF YOU DONâT DO IT.
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Iâm Inge Kassab 22, dental student in alazhar university Gaza, I have finished three years of my studies at the university and unfortunately my university has completely destroyed due to the war in Gaza and I canât go abroad the city to continue my studies because all boarders around us were closed and I forced to live her under bombing.
For almost a whole year and half I have been living in Gaza, where wardestruction and chaos spread everywhere in Gaza.
My home and my university were completely destroyed .
I am currently in Deir El Balah after I have displaced from my city Gaza , trying to save money to rebuild home to live in a safe place with my family. My father is an old man who lost his work and my mom also lost her work. I need you to support me and my family to build our life again.
Because of the war, it has become impossible to provide money to live, buy food, clean and drinkable water, and education here. This money will be used to provide what the war has destroyed for us, and also to provide a place to stay, especially since we are now approaching the winter season, where we need winter clothes, repair the damage to the house, and provide what protects us from the cold and hunger of winter.
Gaza has become a place full of destruction and is no longer suitable for any opportunity here. Diseases have spread in the Gaza Strip, especially those skin diseases for which there is no treatment due to the war. The water here has also become polluted water and has spread, and there is not enough food for everyone here.
I created this campaign to ask for help and support from you. As a human being who lived an entire year and half under the flames of war, destruction, and tragedies, I am addressing you and asking you for help, to help me get a chance to survive war, death, and hunger with my family, and to start from scratch. A new journey of living and recovering from those traumas and painful memories that we experienced in the war. So we stayed in the Gaza Strip under the genocide to live in difficult conditions and complete our studies with the least available means. Before the war began, I was at the beginning of the clinical stage and the beginning of my work on patients, but the war came and destroyed all my dreams, as I lost my university and my dental tools, which cost my father more than $1,000, and I lost my future. But now I am trying to return again in order to complete the number of study hours and graduate. Therefore, I need your help to complete what remains, as there is only very little left to graduate and go out to work and help patients.
This money will also help me to cover our living expenses and buy food in Gaza. Buying food and groceries in Gaza is something we cannot afford every day because of the high prices, and there is no opportunity to work here. The money will also be used to buy available cooking gas, wood and firewood which will also be used to provide fires for cooking and also to keep warm from the cold at night in the coming days. Also I want to build my own clinic after graduation.
I hope you will hear my voice and help me get a chance to evacuate from here, and a chance to evacuate from Gaza if we can .
I am a person whose dreams, life, and ambitions were stolen during the war. All I have left is the hope of escaping from here. Help me revive this hope â€ïžđđ
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Sorry For tagging you guys randomly but this is the only way to reach more people and to gain your attention please help me sharing my story to people who care about Palestinians đđđâŒïžđ”đž
Hi, I'm Tristan from the Netherlands, running this campaign on behalf of Inge, who tells her story below:
I won't forgive anyone skip this and don't help me and my kids. I depend on you you are my last hope to survive đđđđđđđđđ
16/5/2025
10:56Am
New update for the Modern Holocaust in Gaza âŒïžâŒïž
The last attempt for ceasefire is gone after Trump left the middle East without giving any hope about us so this is the end in Gaza đđđđ đ„șđ„șđ„ș ((killing+starvation)))
We lost hope this time and they will kill the rest of us by bombing or by starving so please read this and share as much as you can đđđ„șâŒïž
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I'm Areej I was an English teacher and a creative writer at we are not numbers before war and everything change after October 7. Also I'm a creative writer at we are not numbers.
Dear my kind donors!
I am a mother of three children. We have lived through the war for a year and a half, and we have lost everything we own. My husband is a man who did not work. Before the war, I did not have a breadwinner or any source of income. During the war I didn't give up to teach so I volunteered and had good chance to help some students to get engaged again with English in a very creative way.
Please Save those innocent kids from war đ„șâŒïžđđ
We are in tents for almost two years because our home was destroyed and my kids are starving now with no enough food đâŒïžđ„șAfter our several evacuation from place to another.Now we don't have a house after it was destroyed by missiles. I now ask you to help me rebuild my house. And buy basics for the daily essentials for my children and I need money so that we can stand up again and start again.
This war wasn't easy at all it has taken many friends at work, students and some of my colleagues at the university. They are almost ten souls I won't never forget . Their laughter, their presence, their love⊠all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
My lovely students before war đ„ș
My lovely home đđâŒïž
Hereâs what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
đ Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
đą Loss: The absence of my students and my friends is really hurts.
đ Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
Note to mention the other very expensive essential goods. I hope you will stand by me to get food
The crossings boarders are closed again these days and war return in Gaza. The crossing through which food enters has been closed for more than 30 days. We have nothing to eat, and even if we do, the prices are exorbitant. Some of the prices listed are:
1 kg of meat = $100 now there is no meat
1 chicken = 70$ there is no chicken
1 kg of fish = 100$ now it costs 200$
1 bag of flour = $200 now it costs 600$
1 kg of cooking gas = $150 now it costs 1000$
1 kg of sugar = $50
1 kg of eggplant = $20
1 kg of onions = $50
1 kg of tomatoes = $20
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line
Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
. $5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.
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To help me and my family you can donate here or at least you can share this post to people who can support us in gaz
To sump up I'm seeking for help, I'm trying to scrape together the $800 monthly rent, that's all I need each month for my kids and to get some food for us đđđ
So Sorry For tagging you guys randomly but this is the only way to reach more people and to gain your attention please help me sharing my story to people who care about Palestinians đđđâŒïžđ”đž
You can support my family here
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Hello, my name is Areej. I was an English teacher before the war, but everything changed after October 7th.Â
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Gazaâs children are starving, malnourished, and without access to life-saving services.
My son is one of them. He was severely injured by Israeli airstrikes and is in urgent need of medical treatment abroad â but with no medicine, no aid, and no way out, his life is slipping away.
I am a mother begging you â please, if you have a heart, help me save my child. Every donation, no matter how small, can bring him one step closer to healing
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ââDear friends,
ââMy name is Ghazal Naseer, from pales⊠Ghazal Naseer needs your support for Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Famil
My name is Abdelmajed.
I never imagined Iâd be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knewâmy home, my safety, my communityâwas ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries.
Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying theyâll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and itâs become a daily battle just to survive.
Iâve seen things I never thought possibleâstanding in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everythingâmy home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope,
but itâs almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, Iâm trapped in a warzone with no way out.
Iâm reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chanceâjust a chanceâto live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken awayâmy home, my safety, and the people
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety.
Even the smallest donation will make a differenceâit could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. Youâre not just helping me escape a war; youâre giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Please stop âđš you're the only hope to save a childđ„ș
My son Mohammed is in critical condition after being shot by Israeli drones. He has been taken to the operating âșïž and urgently needs treatment outside the Gaza Strip.
I need your help please share and donate!
Help us provide the care he needs.
No matter how small your donation is, it can save Mohammed.
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DO NOT, AND I BEG OF YOU, DO NOT STAY SILENT. ISRAELI HAVE MASSACRED INNOCENT PALESTINIANS IN RAFAH, THEIR SAFE SPACE, THEIR CAMPS WHERE THEY WERE RESIDING. ITS A FUCKING MASSACRE. INNOCENT LIVES HAVE BEEN TAKEN, JUST LIKE THAT. MEN, WOMEN AND CHILDREN HAVE LOST THEIR LOVED ONES JUST LIKE THAT. AND IF YOURE STILL SILENT, SHAME ON YOU. SERIOUSLY.
itâs nighttime in your New York apartment and the lights of the cityscape twinkle through your window. soft warm lighting dimly illuminating your living room. you lay on the couch as your lover prepares dinner in the kitchen. the aroma of roasting bell peppers floods your nose as jazz plays on the record player. when the sweet sounds of the piano solo begin, your lover joins you in the living room. asking for your hand. smiling, you take it and begin to rock back and forth to the music. the citrus smell of her shirt invades your nose. the warmth of her body radiating onto your own. you settle into her embrace. dancing, as if you two are one in the confines of your cozy apartment.
Sudan-a country located in northeastern Africa at the southern edge of Sahara- has been facing an ongoing civil war since April 15th of 2023. About 13,000 citizens have been killed, including children, elderly, woman, and men. More than 8 million citizens have been displaced. About 70,000+ children are facing life-threatening malnutrition, the numbers are steadily increasing. The war in Sudan is triggering the âworldâs largest hunger crisis.â
Itâs a civil war between two rival factions of the military government of Sudan, the Sudanese armed forces (SAF) and the Rapid Support Forces (RSF). Even before the war started, the Sudanese governed was in complete shambles. In almost daily protests for peace and justice, at least over 50 citizens would be killed âaccidentallyâ (they would have bullet wounds in their heads, chests, and other vital areas), women would be kidnapped and harassed by the âRSFâ, children and citizens would randomly go missing only to be found in underground freezers meant to be used for fruits and other resources.
Right now, more than 25 million people are facing starvation and dangerous disease. Weâre almost 11 months into Sudan war, yet not many people are speaking about this. Please take your time to open the link down below, you donât even need to donate, just share the link to other people who might be able to.
platforming palestinian joy is just as important as sharing the suffering they're enduring during this genocide. despite continued displacement and bombardment, you cannot steal their joy and spirit. happy birthday to this sweet baby đ€đ”đž may they grow up to see a free palestine
this beautiful baby is the son of ibrahim abu raida, the 25 y/o executive director of the al nasser charity in gaza, an organization working to distribute food to the displaced. they have many different ways to donate linked on their instagram (linked above) and also have a personal gfm to help with their own rebuilding efforts that is over 80% of the way to its goal.
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My friend Ibrahim and his family have been displaced fro⊠Suze van Workum needs your support for Help Ibrahim an
Just because we aren't seeing more posts about Palestine, doesn't mean the genocide has stopped. Let's keep Praying and speaking up for Gaza, Palestine.
Palestine is NOT a trend. boycotting Israel-supporting companies is NOT a trend. your compassion for the innocent is NOT a trend. isreal was, is and WILL continue killing Palestinians and bombing Gaza for as long as the world is silent. do not stop talking about it. do not stop boycotting. never. stop.
contents: masturbation, he kinda gets caught, frustrated suguru
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being your friend was pretty hard for poor suguru.
it wasnât until shoko brought it up that suguru actually realised that what he felt for you was beyond friendship. and he was denying it heavily at first. like sure, maybe he felt his eyes looking for yours each time you were in the same room, maybe he felt his lip corners turn up whenever you spoke and maybe seeing you smile made his stomach do flips and cartwheels.. but that was just because you two were such close friends⊠right?âŠ
he carried on with this behaviour for a while, denying any observation shoko made regarding the differences in the way he acted with others and the way he acted with you. it was pretty easy for suguru to just roll his eyes, scoff and walk away from shoko, even though he wouldnât have heard the end of it. but when satoru gojo, his best friend, started to point out the same things shoko did, suguru knew he was royally fucked.
it was one thing for his other friends to notice his crush on you â which was growing more and more evident as the days went by â and it was completely another for satoru. he was his best friend since high school, the only person who truly understood him. if satoru said âdude, you have the hots for herâ then it mustâve been true. and now, it had become almost impossible for suguru to deny his feelings. almost.
because suguru found himself in the worst and, at the same time, the funniest predicaments. the four of you were gathered up at satoruâs place, for your usual movie night. there was nothing different about your behaviour, you always did seem to gravitate around suguru after all⊠but somehow, for whatever reason, he found himself unable to stop his hormones from going wild.
there was nothing unusual to your look either, hair was just a bit messy, a little eyeliner enhancing your pretty eyes, some lipgloss on those perfect, soft lips and a lowcut shirt that showcased your enticing collarbones. suguru could not, for the life of him, peel his eyes away. especially not when satoru, grinning from ear to ear, would lean into his best friendâs ear and go âyouâre pretty red? see anything yaâ like?â
âshut up, satoru. iâll literally kill youâ suguru hissed between his teeth as he got up to get himself another glass of pepsi. a loud chuckle was heard behind him as his best friend followed. if there was anything gojo satoru was good at, it was teasing the hell out of people, especially considering he had never seen suguru attracted to anyone so much before. seeing his calm state being absolutely shattered by you amused satoru to the core.
âcome on, suguru. sheâs right there. are you really not gonna make a move?â suguru almost spit the drink out of his mouth before giving satoru a glare.
âare you kidding? do you think i came here with the intention to start anything?â suguru asks, completely baffled. he earns a shrug from the white-haired as he pushes the glasses back on the bridge of his nose.
âyou could.. or, you can keep jacking off to her when youâre alone at night like a sad loserâ suguru hissed, trying his best not to punch satoru in the throat.
âwhat would you know about it?â and satoru gives another amused chuckle, hands on his hips as he sassily responds âiâve seen you two. you think i donât see the way she looks at you? iâm just sayinâ, itâs pretty stupid to not take a chance. plus, itâs pretty noticeable you havenât fucked someone in a long time. itâs time you got laid, buddyâ he places a caring hand on suguruâs shoulder before exiting the kitchen.
suguru lands a painful slap to his forehead. he hated how right satoru was. in truth, he had no guts to come up to you and talk about his feelings. he was a pretty reserved guy, to begin with, and even if it was a daily occurrence for suguru to sway girls and boys alike, whenever he truly liked someone he turned into a red, hot mess. he dreaded sitting down with you and confessing his feelings, even if you did reciprocate them. it made him all too anxious.
so he decided to take the usual approach when he hit situations like these, in which he couldnât stop the thoughts about you from flooding his brain. he glanced back into the living room, watching you laid back on the couch and laughing at some scene in the movie. suguru bit his lip with a sigh as he heard your chuckle flood the place, being followed by some frantic chatting with the other two figures in the room. and god, werenât you just perfect? suguru had to retreat soon. he knew he couldnât go back to the movie. not when your laugh made him shiver all over and sent all the blood in his body straight to his dick.
suguru felt dirty. he felt perverted. he felt so disgusting. but there was nothing else he couldâve done. what was he supposed to do, anyway? walk back into the living room and sit down on the couch like he didnât have the most obvious boner known to man? he tried to find excuses that would help his scenario, that would help him get over the shame he felt.
however, it was pretty hard to think at that point, when his hand was pumping his leaking, hardened cock so aggressively, eyes rolling into the back of his head. if you found out about this behaviour that had been going on for months now, suguru knew heâd let himself be suffocated by shame. even so, suguru couldnât help but lock himself in the nearest bathroom and jack off to the thoughts of you that clouded his mind.
âhaah⊠shit..â suguru breathed out, pressing his left hand to his lips in an attempt to muffle out the sounds coming out of him. it was impossible to resist, his hand moving even quicker along his length, hips bucking upwards, desperate for contact. each time he closed his eyes he saw you in the most obscene positions, each time they opened he imagined it was your mouth or your pussy that was taking his cock in so well.
suguruâs hair was coming undone, the hair tie falling somewhere on the floor as he desperately gripped the porcelain of the sink. no matter how quick or how precise his handâs strokes were, he couldnât seem to get off. it made him desperate, afraid that somebody might knock on the door and start asking questions. and he knew damn well he couldnât go back out there with his dick ready to burst.
âf..fuck⊠come on, you fucking.. aahh..!â suguru groaned in frustration as his hips stuttered upwards, precum spilling all over his fingers. his back arched for a bit as he felt himself coming close to climax, neck veins popping out as he tried to suppress his desperate moans. his dark bangs had started to stick to his now sweaty face as his lids threatened to close, mouth slightly agape in pleasure.
unbeknownst to suguru, however, you had gotten pretty worried about him. so, as gojo and shoko decided to argue about a scene from the movie you found a chance to slip away and look for the dark-haired man. you followed along the corridor with unsteady steps, unsure if you were supposed to be roaming around gojoâs mansion just to look for his best friend. because, funny enough, you were in the same situation as suguru, uncertain whether he felt the same way you did when you met his eyes.
your steps halt abruptly as you hear some strange sounds coming from behind the bathroom's closed door. grunts and moans hit your eardrum as you got closer, curious as to suguru's ventures. your breath gets caught in your throat as you glue your ear to the wooden panel, now sure of what was happening. the wet squelches were so audible now, clearly indicating to how desperate suguru was, rubbing his hardened cock like his life depended on it. and, to satiate your curiosity, as if he was aware of the question circling your brain, he lets out a muffled gasp of your name as his cock twitches into his fist.
you find yourself rubbing your thighs together, face hot at what you are hearing. the urge to just open the door and fuck him then and there was huge. you wished he would just open the door and pull you in, teasing you about the wet patch that formed on your underwear. suguru's head was now thrown back as the cum oozed from his flushed tip, leaking all the way down his length and onto his fingers as his dick started to go limp. you could hear him trying to stabilise his breathing, his voice slowly giving out.
"shit... i'm so fucking disgusting" suguru sighs, chest heaving as he glances down at the mess he made. he quickly starts cleaning himself, making sure there's no trace of his little session. after washing his hands he looks at himself in the mirror, shaking his head as his cheeks bear a slight shade of pink. after rinsing his face, tying up his hair and making sure, once again, that there is no evidence of him masturbating to you he exits the bathroom, trying to make his way back to his friends without looking suspicious.
a smile rests on satoru's cheeks as he watches his best friend stumble into the kitchen. you take notice of suguru as well, biting your lip and squeezing your thighs again. you were too scared of facing him in that state, especially after listening to him jerk off. so you just ran back to the couch, trying to stop the most foul thoughts from entering your mind. shoko takes out the lollipop from between her lips, smacking them as her eyes follow "the two menaces", as she loved to call them.
"they're going to talk about you again, you know?" she says with a small smirk, your eyes widening "what?..." shoko simply rolls her eyes, placing her chin in the palm of her right hand "come on... everybody and their mom knows that that idiot, suguru, is in love with you. i don't know why you donât talk to him.."
back in the kitchen, satoru was ready to tease suguru until he bled "had a good jerking sesh?" suguru sighed, turning around "was it that obvious?" laughter is the only thing coming out of the other man "you kiddin'? you practically bolted. 20 minutes, i'm impressed"
as suguru rolls his eyes, his phone dings, giving him a perfect excuse to ignore satoru. but as soon as he opens it, suguru's eyes widen, his pupils shaking. switching positions quickly, satoru glances over his shoulder, blowing a raspberry as soon as he reads the text "fuck me, finally!" he exclaims, face beaming with joy while suguru's remained horrified.
whenever hobie is feeling needy, his hand rubbing at his clothed cock, he always picks up the phone to call you. now, you donât know of his actual reasons behind the call, just that he wants to talk. hobie mostly asks you what you did that day. he always asks for the details, saying heâs interested. yes, even you walking the length of your apartment complex. because heâs not listening to your words but your voice. âhobie, you do realise that you donât need to check in this often.â you say, as you open the fridge. âi know.â hobie hums, his hand slipping into his pants as he finds his aching cock. âi jusâ get so bored, luv.â his thumb stroking his pre-cum covered tip, his lips parting, as he leans his head back, beginning to stroke himself. you chuckle on the other line making hobieâs hips stutter. âcome on, jusâ tell me bout ya day. i bet it was more interesting than mine.â heâs licking at his lower lip, pulling his pants further down as he continues to jerk himself off, needing to hear you speak. itâs the only way he can get off now. âi doubt that. all i did was shop, i emptied my fridge a little too quicklyâŠâ every word you say, every tone shift makes hobieâs breathing harder and his thrusts quicken, trying not to let his desperate movements catch your notice. and when he orgasms, imagining how pretty youâd look telling him about your day as you touched him, he hears your voice stop and then soften. âhobieâŠ?â âfuckâyeah babe?â heâd curse out, trying his best to not get another orgasm out with you still talking. but thatâs when your eyes expand as you finally catch on to what those sounds have been all along for the past few monthsâŠ
little red â miguel oâhara + reader ( spiderverse ) : an innocent walk in the woods to your grandmotherâs, with your red hood and basket turns a little different than expected.
contents : intended age gap, non con/dub con, dark!miggy, red riding hood au, kinda monster kink, primal kink, size kink wc 2.5k. check out my spiderverse m.list
the whole town had heard the stories. a monster who lived in the woods. woods that parents used to let their kids frolic in, now turned into a desolate area everyone steered clear of. there were the occasional hunters who brought back food for their families, but they never travelled too far past the less denser trees. a horror story. thatâs what it was. one kids told others to freak them out in the dark. the beast with claws, fangs, and blood red eyes. he ate anyone who dared venture too far. at least thatâs the story the townspeople were going with.
âoh please, thereâs no such thing as that beast.â your mother says as she tucks your hair into your hood. your hands clutch a basket, filled with breads and pastries that you insisted on baking yourself. ânow, head straight to grandmothers cottage. no dawdling.â she speaks sternly, knowing how easy your attention can sway. you nod, adjusting the red hood around yourself. your grandmother was sick. ill to the point of staying bedridden. she hadnât wanted to die in this dirty town, as she had put it. she wanted to die peacefully, alone in the woods. your mother was against it, but ever since you were young every argument had always been won by your grandmother.
you make your way out the door, as your mother calls behind you âto be back before the sun setsâ. you raise your hand to acknowledge her words as you continue on to the edge of the woods. you could hear the distant birds chirping, the woods looking far less scary than normally portrayed. the way the sun gleamed through the gaps between the trees was actually rather beautiful. with a growing smile you skipped over a small running lake, the woodâs animals darting away from your feet.
you made it through the first section of woods with ease, your lips pressed together in a hum. but the moment you edged into the shadier parts of the bush and shrub the singing birds had fallen silent. your own soft tune slowed too, as you gazed around. most hunters stopped here, where the denser trees casted heavier shadows. grandmothers cottage shouldnât be far. she had chosen a spot in the midst of the forest, as far in as she could make it, without being too close to the fast rushing lake.
you switched hands, holding the basket as your feet softly slipped past large twigs, the grass now a dark shade as the sun became blocked by the heavy leaves. you spared a look up, seeing less animals scurrying about in the trees, and even less on the forest floor. and thatâs when you hear it. the faint snap of a branch that has you spinning on your heels. but the moment you turn youâre pleasantly surprised to see a small patch of sunlight, almost acting like a spotlight on bundles of flowers.
the gorgeous colours made your feet move, crouching down as you brushed your hand over the different petals, the worry from the snap gone entirely. âsheâd love someâŠâ you speak to yourself, thinking of your grandmother. along with the bread, some flowers would do nicely. a pretty touch. donât dawdle. you could hear your mothers voice. âit wonât take long.â you say softly, as you fully kneel and begin to pick some of the flowers. âwhat brings you here, little girl?â a low voice has you pausing, hand midway from picking a tulip. you swiftly turn on your knees and gaze up.
there, standing before you is a man. noâŠyour eyes dart down to his flexing hands. claws. you shift your gaze back up to his slightly shadowed face. and as he takes a step closer to you your breathing gets caught. fangs and red eyes. you stare at him, your body seemingly frozen. âwell?â he asks, his tongue moving to run along his lower lip as he stares down at you. you rush to a stance, quickly looking around for your basket. âyou make these yourself?â he speaks again, and you shift your gaze back to him to see him holding up your basket.
youâre hesitant to grab it off him, hesitant to even speak. âyouâre a quiet thing, arenât you?â his tone has shifted a fraction. his view of you originally being âintruderâ, now insteadâŠsomething else. somethingâŠsmall. something that smells so so sweet. âcan youâŠcan you give that back please?â your voice is so soft. almost like a caress to him. this only makes him tighten his hold on your basket. he keeps his eyes on you as he grabs out one of your pastries. he takes a bite as you hold back your protest. âmm.â he hums, still keeping those red eyes on you. âsoâŠsweetâŠdelicious.â he licks the small crumbs off his lower lip, giving you another view of his fangs. his eyes havenât strayed from you. and the way he stated those words of praise. you had an uncomfortable feeling that he wasnât praising the food. you carefully reach over, stepping closer to take the basket off him. âthose arenât for you.â
he watches as you near, letting you take the basket. he then leans down to your height, making your body stiffen. âwhat a shame.â his hand moves up to brush away a strand of hair, before his claw flips your hood down. he drags that same claw over you cheek, just feeling your skin. âmaybe iâll just have to try something else.â at first you donât catch the look of hunger in his eyes, before his hand is drawing you closer by your neck. with wide eyes, you try and struggle away from him. âno, please, you donât have to eat me. iâmâŠi wonât taste very good.â you try and persuade him, thinking him licking his fangs is a sign that he wants to kill you.
but he just chuckles, slipping that hand at the back of your neck, down your spine, making you straighten. his claws slip past your dress and coat, softly scratching at your back as he draws you closer to his large frame. âeat you?â he practically coos. âwhy would i eat you?â heâs still stroking the skin of your cheek, before he tilts your chin further up. âbecauseâŠbecause youâre aâŠmonster.â you tilt your head further back to get away from his grip, but heâs then picking you up, hiking your skirt along your thighs as you gasp and instinctively grab onto his shoulders.
ânow thatâs a little rude. you donât even know me.â he says, claws nearly sinking into your legs, keeping you straddled around him as you do your best to try and struggle free. âi know of you. the beast in the woods. the one who eats those who trespass.â you breath out, gripping the material of his shirt tighter as you wriggle. his grip on you only harshens at your movements, as he manhandles you over his shoulder. you screech, your hits on his back doing nothing. with the fast flip, and the state that your dress was already in, your panties are now on display. cute, innocent panties that have easily captured the attention of the monster.
he tilts his head as he stares at your covered pussy, his mouth already salivating. âmaybe i do eat those who venture too far into the woods.â he plays along with your fear, as his hand pushes your dress even farther over your ass. ânoââ but your words cut short when you feel two claws run right down the middle of your panties. your hips shift as you bite your lower lip harshly. âpleaseâŠâ your anger has dissipated, leaving you with only your fear. âbegging already?â he coos, sticking his two claws right against where your entrance is. he can see the stain beginning to form. youâre soaked, and the sight makes his grip on you tighten.
he suddenly flips you back around, manhandling you onto the ground, where the shadows create a little nook. his hands are fast as he rips the cotton of your panties. âwhat are youââ you try but choke on your words the minute the monster slips two of his fingers inside you. your legs shake as you push up on your elbows. the sound of his fingers going in and out of you is embarrassing. you grab at his wrist, your legs already shaking as you try not to succumb to the immediate pleasure you had begun to feel.
ân-no.â you breathe. âyes.â he breathes back, curling his fingers inside you. any further words are choked, as your lips part in a pathetic whimper. âaw.â he coos, now holding you down with his other hand on your stomach. âstopâŠnoâgod.â your pleas fall on deaf ears. âyeahâŠyouâll do nicely.â he hums, continuing to fuck you with his long fingers. too long, in your opinion. his claws scrap against your already sensitive insides, as you squirm on the ground.
your cheeks and nose are flushed, your mismatched breath almost egging him on. âstop squirming or maybe i will have to eat you.â those words have you pausing, fists clenching around the grass. âpleaseâŠâ you gulp out, stomach contracting. but all the beast does is finger you harder, pushing at your thighs so he can get a good look at what a mess heâs already made of you. and just as youâre about to cum, your legs shaking, he pulls away. this fact seems to make you squirm again, as he pushes you completely onto the ground, before fully hiking your dress up and over your breasts.
âiâm only inspecting you, sweetheart. not to give you pleasure. so, stay. still.â he speaks as his hands grab at your breasts, beginning to squeeze and fondle them as he pleases. he bounces them, while pinching your nipples, as you try to gulp down any arousal you still feel. âyouâre a very pretty girl, arenât you little red?â he hums, glancing at the red hood surrounding you on the ground. âtell me, why arenât you some hunter looking to kill tiny animals?â he hums out as he keeps playing with your breasts, pushing them together, before circling your nipples.
through hard breathes you manage âiâm going to see myâŠmy grandmother.â the monster grins. âwith these breads? how sweet of you.â he coos, as he nudged your legs apart again, flicking at your clit experimentally, as he keeps playing with your tits. âi donât usually get little things wandering into my forest. and certainly not this far in.â he then catches your gaze as he leans towards you. ânow be a good girl fâme, and flip over.â he whispers, so close to your lips. after your pause he continues. âeating you is still an option. i havenât had something delicious in a whiââ
but heâs cut off as you quickly turn around on the ground, his grip on your hips keeping them raised, as he grins. âthatâs itâŠâ youâre now pressed up against the grass, your ass stuck out for him as he taps at your pussy, making you jolt a fraction. âyouâre rather tinyâŠâ his tone gives away that he likes this fact, his fingers spreading your pussy lips as you then feel something hard pressed against your clit. you canât see him, but can instantly tell what heâs about to do. you grip the grass again, looking for stability in this unstable situation.
from the taps of his cock against your pussy you can feel how weighted it is. the hint at his size making your fear accelerate. he then begins to push the head of his cock into your entrance making a small cry leave you. and once he begins to rut into you relentlessly, your body moving along the ground at his harsh thrusts, your mind turns dizzy. your lips parting as you claw at the grass, ripping out strands. âare you drooling, sweetheart?â he hums. âopen your mouth wider, let me see.â he gazes at your face, pushed up against the ground, as he fucks you from behind.
you slowly open your mouth, as his fingers slip down and drag at the flesh of your inside bottom lip. âjust as soaked as your cunt is, huh?â he then begins to play with your tongue, coating your spit over his claws and fingers. âmaking such a mess.â he coos, as his balls slap against your clit making a small whimper fall past his fingers. his free hand grips your hair, pulling your head slightly back as his cock goes deeper, making you cry out, drooling even more over his fingers. âhow bout thisâŠâ he says, a little breathless from how well your hole is taking him. âyour grandma can have your breads and pastries.â he glances at the basket, haphazardly thrown to the side. âand i can have you.â
he sticks his fingers further into your mouth until youâre practically gagging, your tits bouncing as he thrusts his hips into you. âthat sounds fair doesnât it?â heâs nodding, licking at his lower lip as he murmurs âdiosâŠâ you can hear his breathing change, showing heâs getting close. as his cock twitches inside you, he pulls out, bringing you around to kneeling by the grip of his fingers in your mouth. he holds your mouth wide open as he rests his cock on your tongue. âgive it a lick, little red.â heâs so close. with drool coating your lower lip in a shimmer, and his fingers hooked inside, you drag your tongue over the tip of his cock, as his hips shudder, finally spilling down your throat.
he makes a mess of your mouth, your only solution being to swallow. you gulp down as much as you can, though some spill out due to the unwavering grip of his fingers in your mouth. he stares down at you, a new emotion behind his eyes, that says more than a passing hunger. he grabs your chin and leans down to lick the remaining mix of cum and drool off your lips. your mind is reeling, this whole situation feeling like a fever dream.
âiâm sure your grandmother is worried about you.â he hums, running his thumb over your chin and swollen lips. âyou should get going. and donât forget the pretty flowers.â his words are far too sinister to make you stand with a skip in your step. as he soothes your dirty dress down and fixes your hood, his cock away as if nothing had happened. he hands you back your basket, your shaky hands gripping it. ânow run along, little girl. and please do remember to visit your poor, sick grandmother more often.â
Cockwarming with Connie in bed always ends with your face buried in the pillows because he canât keep his hands to himself. Rubbing your thigh, lower back and fondling your ass. Leaning in to give you the nastiest and sloppiest kiss ever, while one of his hands moves in between your legs to rub your clit and the other one gently guides you to grind on his cock.
âCome on baby throw it back, fuck yourself on daddyâs cockâ
