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Every monster within a fifty-foot radius either wanted to eat me or fuck me.
A man wearing a rubber clown mask charged after her, holding a knife over his head while his other hand cupped his crotch. “When I catch you, girlie, I’ll let you pick which weapon I stab you with!”
I wasn’t about to lose my virginity to a guy in a clown mask, even if the idea didn’t turn me off.
“My brother polished your sword for you,” the scary clown behind me rumbled, a smile in his voice. “The least you can do is polish his in return.”
Lots of people feared getting strangled by a terrifying clown. Turns out, choking to death on clown cock wasn’t the worst way to go.
AMEN
“Then we can play with her all we like until she falls apart. Because you should know, we always break our toys.”
Her skin was far too pretty to allow it to go to waste. Maybe I’d harvest it without his knowing. Then, months from now, when he’d forgotten all about her, I’d wear it to our bed.
Growing up in the circus, I’d been around clowns my entire life. They’d never really “done” it for me. Demonic sex clowns, on the other hand, were more my speed.
