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S02E04 - ABOMINATION
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As he walked into the room he found a rag to wipe off the funky door gunk on his hand, looking round the room he found nothing of interest.
It was through the waiting room window he saw the lizard like creature, crawling down the side of his jeep, high in the air still on the hidrolic lift.
He tried to call out to the mechanic, to shout a warning but his voice seemed to have gone.
The door. He realized. The gunk on the door was affecting his voice. His body. As his hand tingled dread hollowed him.
He watched as the creature scratched the back of the mechanic's neck. The man turned and saw the thing before falling backwards.
Stiles went to move, to help but the tingle had turned into full paralysis and he fell to the floor. As he looked through the clear door he saw the creature slice through the hydraulic lines. The lift had started to decent upon the paralised mechanic. Stiles found his phone had fallen close and tried to dial 911, but his arm moved agonizingly slowly so all he got was the 9 and the first 1 before his hand ceased to move altogether.
His breath, low and even, despite being panicked and though he still tried to move, to finish dialing, shouting at himself to move but not word was even whispered. He could do nothing but watch as the jeep crushed the man underneth.
The creature came up to the door of the waiting area and hissed at him. Stiles stared into the slited demonic reptilian eyes as they stared right back at him, in what seamed like cold recognition. the dim light of the workshop reflecting off the things scales.
The thing has SCALES! What the hell? Flitted through his mind.
Another eerie hiss came from the thing as it aproached the other side of the door. Slowly opening the door the thing crawled through on all fours, its fearsom talon like claws going from a click against the hard surface to a rasp against the carpit Right away stiles could tell that if it hadn't wanted to be heard it wouldnt have been.
As he looked at the creature his eyes tracked movement behind it. The movement was the tail.
Holy shit it has a freakin' tail too?
The thing was practically on him now, scratch that it was literally on him. It crawled over him now and sniffed thouroghly. The creature paced around him and took a sniff on every pass. Asthough it was feasting on the fear flushing throughout his body
On one pass he saw it a purple protrusion slick and shimering in the dim light, and it slid out right between its hind legs. Another sharper jolt of fear flashed through him.
FUCKFUCKFUCK! Played a track in his mind. Of course the only thing to find me attractive is a lizard man thing! He bemoaned over the continuous fuck that now played as a background track in his mind. Just my life!
If he had control of his body he had no doubts that hed be having a panic attack, but his body had stopped responding to his mind.
It had stopped behind him and if he wasn't paralised he'd be tensing in fear and uncertainty. He tried to see what it was doing but could only wiggle his head around a little as the paralysis started at the neck.
The thing then used its wickid sharp claws and sliced the back of his jeans clean, his boxers though, another story, snagged on the end of its claws tore them off in a rough tug that released a sharp startled cry from Stiles.
Stiles felt the creature settle behind his paralised body. He found then that though he was paralised he could feel everything. The thing had started to lick him, he could feel as the wet muscle slid across his arse then down the crack.
He felt shocked and violated, humilliated from the pleasure forced through him. Fear still swimming through him that caused a hightend cocktail of emotions. Unable to stop it tears fell from molten whiskey eyes.
No matter how much he tried to get away all he could do was wiggle his head and pull his facial muacles around, he doubted pulling a face would help him though.
Then without warnig the thing took a deep sniff and then burried its face between his lower cheeks. Slick powerful tongue slid strait into his hole asif looking for treasure.
A cry of shock escaped him and his face flushed a bright hot pink.
Stiles didn'tknow whether it was the potant cocktail of emotions or the goop from the door that turned the residual tingle to a hypersensitive reaction. Whimpers fell from his lips as the tongue worked him open that made arousal ravage his body like the creature behind him.
His virgin body opend for the thing behind him. All non sex thoughts fled as his cock thickened underneath him. His mind blanked and he hadn't expected that. Pleasure surged as the tongue hit that spot inside. Body tightened and voice moaned in an involintary reaction that bypassed the paralysis.
Oh god! its eating me out! Oh god ohgodohgod! Ran through his mind in a mantra with more than a hint of hysteria. The hysteria didn't seem to dull the pleasure but added an edge to it.
It felt asthough the tongue was on constant wave that rolled through him, stroked that spot that made stars bloom behind his eyelids, pre-cum leaked from his tip and cries of pleasure fell from his throat.
His body tightened around the appendage in him and as he felt said appendage pick up speed and depth. The sharp dagger like teeth brushed the rim of his anus that caused a jolt of fear that hit electicly through him.
Humiliation flared viciously as he came with a strangled cross between a moan and a whimper.
The sound seemed to startle the creature as it jolted away. The jolt moved Stiles' hand on a lucky hit as it landed on his phone, his middle finger hit the 1 and as the mobile dialed the thing that had just brought him to a forced orgasm hissed angrily at the phone as it fled.
It moved with such speed that if the salive on his arse wasn't cold hed have trouble believing it wasn't a nightmare.
His voice was quiet but he managed to inform the person in the other end all the required information to get the police on the way to the garage.
As he waited and listend to the incoming sirens, he had no explanation to give and all his thoughts all came to one point and that was a well placed echo of What The Fuck!
A.N - First story, reveiws, comments and criticism welcomed. If you see any mistakes i would apreciate the point out.
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Gummy
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