Hii can you write the night shift abductor with a succubus reader, and like how would his mother react bc she's a southern woman and probably hates anything devilish so she would definitely have a heart attack when she realizes what reader is.
TAGS/WARNINGS: plot with porn, this is utterly filthy, hornypost, reader is extremely horny, voyeurism, pole dancing, strip tease, public sex, reader loves the freaky/scary men <3 (ME REAL.), curvy reader implied, fem!reader, succubus sigils + their graphic meaning, creampies, sweaty/messy sex, extreme riding, biting/flesh tearing, blood mention, reader is stripper, two pov’s, toy mention, reader is bi, girl on girl mention, panty stuffing mention, drooling, oral fixation, fingering, oral (f! receiving), masterbation, pussy slaps, clit torture, cumplay, monster cock! Butcher, squirting, fluffy/smutty ending! <3
A/N: in honor of the movie coming out soon!! Enjoy <3 xoxo
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NSFW UNDER THE CUT.
The Butcher was never easily swayed by victims, hence his description of being cold, cruel, and downright sinister. He never saw anyone as attractive, ever. Never once had a crush or a need to fuck anything, that was all in the past. He abandoned his humanity and sanity for gifts only the ones from above could provide like cherubs flying down from heaven itself and supplying him with recollection.. His whole purpose was to wipe this sad little rock in the sky from its sins. Ripping spines out like they were bones in a fish he was preparing, sacrificing his sheep to the slaughter. Mind washing more and more of this earthly scum to either succumb to fear or join the belief, be eaten or eat those who weep. Sit at a spacious table full of dishes and meals made from only the highest grade of human meat, drink blood and tears from those less fortunate–
But holy shit were you hot as fuck, he didn’t know what the hell you did to him or his brain chemistry. But you made him so horny he humped his goddamn sledgehammer! It was midnight, and like clockwork he was hunting for new flesh to sacrifice to the creature that thrived in his basement. It demanded something fresher than homeless people, and something more lively than a depressed barely minimum wage worker. So he ended up in a strip club, ready to reap the souls of pigs and whores. It’s not like they’ll be missed, husbands, spouses, partners, depressed loners seeking refuge and pleasure from half naked women who were only doing this for their cash. He broke in through the back door, taking out the bouncer that was protecting it from the likes of him. Gagging and tying the man up as he tossed him into the rigged trunk of his white van before stalking inside.
It was slow tonight, real slow. Super slow even, it was midnight and you only had two customers the whole night. And they weren’t even hot enough for you to rub against like a cat in heat, you only came to work tonight because you were insatiably horny. Your succubus sigil aching against your womb begging to be filled, you tried everything at home. Stuffing your needy pussy full of your fingers till you were sopping yet couldn’t cum. No matter how knuckle deep you were or how much you curled your fingers you never developed a knot, you tried toys.. All types! You tried your favorite monster dildo first, taking the thick tentacle in. Sighing with pure relief of being stretched sooo good–Rolling your hips like a bucking bronco as your pussy clamped down onto the toy. Mewling at the suctions sticking to your walls and pulling, but even the suction feel couldn’t get you off.
Tried your favorite vibrator, stuffed the damn thing into your tight hole as you squirmed and clawed at your messy sheets. Loving the way it vibrated against your slick folds and stimulated your gooey walls–Normally by now you’d be squirting your brains out everywhere, not even shoving every lush you owned inside of you at max didn’t help. It felt brain-numbing yet you still couldn’t get off.
You knew what you wanted, some desperate man with a fat dick to ride senseless. So on your off day you went to work, hoping some hot old man would coo your direction and dick you down in a private room so you could finally come. But those two customers were unattractive asf, and both assholes who barely tipped you and your coworkers. Hell, you were so desperate you tried to scissor with your favorite coworker who’s had sex with you in the past when you were needy. But even rubbing your soaking wet cunt against hers in the small shower stall didn’t help, you got her off immediately but you didn’t get off at all. She even went as far as eating you out, yet her silky tongue lapping you like a filthy dog didn’t help.
It was so bad your skimpy bikini bottoms were sticking to you, you had slick rolling down your inner thighs and sticking to the pole as you danced. You were just dancing to clear your fuzzy brain, all you could think about was being dicked down. Literally all you could think about was cock, and that pole rubbing against your clothed cunt was not helping.
You tried to ignore it, but eventually dancing just became you rubbing against the pole and moaning. You couldn’t handle the ache anymore and your pussy was screaming at you to fill it up right fucking now. So you rushed off to the bathroom and into a single stall and sat on the closed toilet lid. Yanking down your soaked bottoms as you moaned when the fabric slid off. You purposely did it slowly as your shaky pupils watched the fabric peel from your slick folds. Seeing how thick the strands of slick were and how long they stretched as you got the fabric down to your ankles, hell you were so horny you considered stuffing the fabric in you–Buutt you didn’t have a spare to change in. Your quivering plushy thighs spread instantly as your hand crackled down against your sobbing pussy. Hissing at your puffy clit getting all achy and stingy because you slapped it, and teased your hole by grazing your XL bedazzled nails against it.
A shameless moan echoed through the empty bathroom as you leaned back against the tank, giving your hole some teasing slaps and taps. Acting like you were about to shove in your fingers yet never doing so, the slaps were so loud. You could hear them echoing back to you like a siren's call as your slick made a puddle on the porcelain lid.
Plap.. Plap..PlAP!
‘’M–Mhp! Fuck..’’ You hissed when you slapped a bit too hard that your poor pussy squelched out some slick, and your stupid fucking succubus sigil still ached like hell against your womb. The beautiful mix of hot pink & black against your silky smooth skin practically pulsing, being a succubus was both a blessing and a curse. You had amazing mind melting sex, and explosive orgasms that even rocket scientists would want to study–Yet if you weren't pleased within a certain time frame you’d go fucking mad.
And your sanity was already cracking like a fragile egg, you speared yourself open with three fingers. You couldn’t wait–You were getting insanely needy, moans slipping out like an opera as you prayed someone would come and sedate you. Fingers pumping in and out of your sopping hole, letting out the dumbest gasps when you tried to milk your own fingers like it was a dick.
Fortunately what you needed had entered right through that bathroom door that you didn’t hear quietly shut.
He thought you were a perfect victim, mindless, easy, horny–He’s dealt with horny victims before no problem. But he had a problem, a hard, pulsing, twitching problem right through his black leather apron! He was never hard, last time he got hard he still had sanity–So he didn’t know why he was so hard all of the sudden, or how he could literally smell your arousal. That wasn’t normal, was he supposed to be able to smell that? No right? Was it because he was more monster than man? Was it his hypersensitivity?
He had no clue you were the reason why he was so horny, well.. Not exactly you, your succubus sigil right on your womb. It wasn’t just any sigil, it had meaning. It was pheromone, any many within 30 meters will become aroused and attracted to such, the closer he is the stronger it gets. And he just worsened his symptoms like a bad flu.
You weren’t focused on the heavy footsteps vast approaching, or the stall door literally breaking open because his sledgehammer smashed through the lock. You were focused on trying to come, but getting more and more frustrated that tugging your sensitive clit and being knuckle deep in your slutty hole wasn’t working. Not even stimulating your g-spot till it melted was working, your eyes hazily opened to reveal a hulking figure standing there. Watching you, adoring a burlap sack and holding a weapon. You could see his chest heavily heaving, and you could hear his pants–Any normal person would be terrified, embarrassed, and start running. Yet your eyes snapped down to where his pelvis would be and you saw the tent against his apron.
‘’P,Please fuck me.’’ You cried out desperately, hoping whoever this freak was wouldn’t be disgusted–He looked dangerous, smelled dangerous. You could smell the iron from blood on him and the smell of sweat and rotted meat–But you were too horny to care, this was the one thing all horror movies advised you not to do. It always ended up in a brutal death–But you heard his sledgehammer crash onto the tile floor as he pushed aside his apron and ducked down into the stall.
Your fingers withdrew immediately, messy with all of your fluids as you spread your legs wider and wider. Accommodating his massive & chubby size, he loomed over you gloved hands squeaking against each other as he unbuckled his worn belt and brutally ripped down his fly, shoving his glorified bear paw of a hand in to cup his cock–
Oh my fucking god.. He was absolutely massive.
He was the BIGGEST man you’ve ever seen, both in a physical stand and sexual. The biggest man you ever met was 6’5, but shit this man surpassed that by several inches! And his cock was fucking gargantuan. 12 whole inches, thicker than a bottle of coke, fat bulbous tip that was purple because of how hard he was.. Thick pulsing veins along his dick–He literally had to hold his dick because it was so heavy it couldn’t stand against his belly. You were drooling at the sight, if you weren’t so horny you’d suck him off right now till his cum was your new lip-gloss.. But you needed that absolute pulsing beauty into your needy pussy now!
He got obscenely close, standing between your spread legs as his large hands cupped your thick thighs. Groping them in approval and appreciation as he wrapped them around his waist, thick gloved fingers digging into the pretty flesh as he squeezed you like a prized hog. Your legs instantly hooked together as you let him bend you into any position he wanted. As long a he fucked you couldn’t give a shit, his hand left your thigh as he cupped his cock and glided it into you with pure ease.
Insane ease, you were so wet he entered you like butter. Only pain was from the stretch, but you were so lubed up the pain wasn’t as bad as it normally would be. You literally cried out in relief and joy, and your pussy spasmed and clenched down on him like it never wanted him to leave. ‘’F–Fuh Fuck! YES!’’ You sobbed out as your head lolled back, hair spilling down your neck and back as you shuddered. Your back arching like a cat in defensive mode, He was barely 5 inches in and had you moaning up a storm! He wasn’t doing any better than you were, his shoulders tensed and had a full body shudder as his eyes rolled back into his skull. A small wet spot forming on his burlap sack where his mouth would be, baby boy was already drooling from just putting it in! ‘’haahh.. O,oh babbyy.. You're so big n’ thick–’’ You babbled out as your hips instantly without permission or any type of control started rolling. Overstuffing your poor gaping pussy as you took another inch, and another.. Anddd another…
‘’HHFF!’’
You just made this poor boy bottom out completely, dark brown untamed pubes against your puffy nub as his happy trail rubbed lovingly against your folds. His thighs were shaking as he started uncontrollably jackhammering that stupid pussy. Degrading it in his deranged mind, Stupid tight cunt–Fuckin’ needed me huh? Jesus she’s soaked–M’ not gonna fuckin’ last. His mind repeated over and over like a broken mantra, deep gravelly huffs and growls escaping his hoarse throat as his hand snapped down onto your thigh. Forcing you to slam back with as much power and force he was using, your hands shook as it gripped the graffiti covered walls. Random phone numbers, numbers to phone hookers, dirty quotes, random names.. Everything, your nails scratched and left white marks all over the old stall walls as you pathetically gripped on.
SQUELCH! PLAP, PLAPPLAPPLAP!
He couldn’t control himself, not even that tiny brain cell in the back of his head screaming at him this was insane and he was fucking some stripper out in public couldn’t keep him back. The door was WIDE open and broken, anyone who would need to use the bathroom would see him fucking you senseless like this was a brothel. Or a sex club, but he couldn’t stop his fat hips pummeling his heavy cock in and out of you. Pulling out all the way and slamming right back in, loving the way you loudly wailed and praised him shamelessly.
But you still had a problem, yes. His cock was hitting everything, rubbing against your sensitive gooey walls, hitting your secret spots and your g-spot.. Hammering against your pretty little cervix, you still couldn’t come. Not until he did, and you could see his frustration as he realized you weren’t coming. Not even close, you were suction cupped on him like a pocket pussy.. But no knot, and he was getting frustrated and a bit worried he wasn’t pleasuring you.
‘’Y–You gotta cum first, I can’t–’’ You babbled out attempting to explain, your hand jumped off the wall like it had been shocked as you pointed at your sigil. ‘’J–Jus, ah! Ah! F,focus on coming firrss–!’’ Were you like him in a way? Were you also blessed? He thought your sigil was a tattoo, but the weird feeling in his abdomen told him otherwise. He listened and focused on his pleasure, you thought his pace was rough then? Well he was practically ripping out every organ out of you from your pussy and shoving it back in.
He had you screaming and pathetically drooling, head lolled forward with the most fucked out expression on your face. Thick saliva dripping from your pouty lips as he watched you be fucked senseless, practically being able to see your braincells being knocked out from your pretty little head. His hand abandoned your thigh and went to your wet chin, cupping your head in his big ol’ palm as he flicked some of the drool off of your bottom lips. Seeing the way the transparent sticky fluid darkened his black rubber gloves, he let out a huff of amusement as he stuffed two thick fingers into your wet mouth. Thumb rubbing your front incisors as he made you suck his fingers, you moaned around them. Sucking pathetically at the rubber like it was another cock to suck, pretty doe eyes fanning up at him. Pleading for him, needing him.
That look alone made him explode in your cunt, a raspy groan and yelp tearing from his tight chest as he fully tensed up. His back arching as his head lolled back, coming deep in your pretty pussy. Adding to the mess with his thick, hot, creamy load. Filing you more than a 25 cent washing machine, bending you back a bit to force you to take allll of it. He came a lot, way too much.. It was oozing out from your leaky folds down your ass and onto the slick lid as you whimpered. Your hand immediately went to your clit and aggressively rubbing even though it was too sensitive! Tears prickled at your eyes as you rolled the swollen nub between your fingers, begging for him to keep going. Your sigil stopped aching, calming your libido down as it finally got fed fresh potent sperm, but you were still as needy as a damn jack rabbit.
‘’D,Don’t stop! PLEASE! D–Don’t s,stoppp..’’ You cried out pathetically, don’t worry baby.. He wasn’t planning on it, he was still as hard as a fucking rock! He kept pounding his swelling cock inside of that creampied pussy, fingers playing in the cum that oozed out of you. Pulling his fingers apart to watch the sticky fluid stretch–’’M’ goonnna–hgh..’’ You screamed out catching his attention, his eyes widened when you finally after all day came so hard you screeched like a banshee. Obscene amounts of slick gushed out of your pussy and you didn’t even try to stop it, actually slapping your clit so hard the nub became red as you splashed it all over yourself and all over the front of his jeans and cock. Spritzing like a stupid never-ending fire hydrant all over his fat cock, and he kept pounding you. Eyes locked onto your pulsing full pussy as you kept making yourself come. Stupid little gasps and ‘ahs!’ escaping that gorgeous throat.
It felt sooo fucking good to finally cum, especially as hard as you did. You finally stopped squirting after three whole minutes. Squirt was all over your thighs, legs, him, and the floor. Making a nasty puddle for the janitor to find later. Mixed in with small leaks of his cum that drooled out, you were limp against the toilet. Panting heavily as he slowly pulled out with a loud pop, tucking himself back in as he observed your pretty hole. All of his cream pie & your slick oozing out as your cunt fluttered like it needed him again..
And it did.
That night he went home with two things, a sacrifice and a wife.
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‘’A–AH! FUCK! YES.. GOD YES! RIGHT THERE BABY!’’ You sobbed out as you brutally impaled yourself onto your chubby husband's cock, his burlap sack was thrown somewhere.. Probably in the pile of torn clothing below this antique rotted bed. Your poor husband was drooling, eyes shut as tears leaked from his pretty eyes. Losing his shit over how hard his wife was riding him, but god did he not love it. Big ol’ sweaty hands on your ribs helping you bounce as your bloody heavy tits were in his face. Bloody because he bit n’ sucked them.. Your sweet blood leaking onto him as he lapped it like a stupid mutt, your pretty belly full of his cum from all hours of the day. He found out a few months back what you were. A succubus, a lustful creature of the dark, but shit.. You were his pretty lil’ succubus.
Here,, a sneak peak of some dumb stuff I've been practicing for separate projects.
This is what I imagine, I think Pete and Bill would be a killer duo in horror games - especially puppet combo (huge fan of Stay out of the house, power drill massacre and booty cheek creek freak HAHAHALOLOL)
The audio and gameplay belongs to vanossgaming! Go watch the original gameplay if you haven't seen it lolol (Nun Massacre: Horror Game Playthrough w/ Lui - Graveyard Ending (Dude I'm Not Scared)
‼️ Based on a MisterKarbunar's (puppet combo's main cover artist) april fools art 💛(^u^) I thought of including the driller killer, neokalus, and the mutilator here but this would've taken much longer to finish
Not a real game or is in development, but it would be cool if puppet combo ever made something like it
Feel free to give me ideas 2 draw 😼
JAN 28 EDIT: I didn't know about the lore of the nun being related to janie! Please just think of the nun/ms mcdonnell art as being platonic and in no way romantic!!!
