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Chapter 2 by Kittenboy Kittenboy

Which story would you like to read?

3. Frankenstein [ugly bastard route]

When she was younger, Madame Perrodon, my governess, loved to tell the same story over and over again... she was convinced that there was an ogre hiding within the walls of the castle where we lived, every time there were strange noises in the castle she blamed it on the ogre, if the food ran out it was the ogre's fault and so on, one evening she told me;

"Laura, go to sleep, the ogre is coming, I hear his footsteps, the ogre will try to kidnap you". I never believed in fairy tales about ogres or monsters, but one day I wanted to ask my father "daddy, who is this bad ogre that our governess often mentions, what does he look like?"

"There is no ogre, my dear daughter", said my father accompanying his answer with a smile. "When you say that the ogre is coming, you only mean that you are sleepy and can't keep your eyes open". This answer from my father did not satisfy me.

When I became an adult, I remember that one night I had a great desire to masturbate, so I locked myself in my room and secretly under the covers I began to touch myself around my clitoris that I felt pulsating irregularly, my mouth remained silent, I tried not to make any kind of noise, I held back the moans of pleasure, because I was afraid of being discovered by my father. Then I took off my clothes and was left only with my panties that I moved with my fingers to touch myself in my soft and wet slit. As I touched myself I felt the pleasure growing until I was close to orgasm.

It was at that moment that I heard noises coming from my closet, and to my regret I had to stop, it was as if someone or something had spied on me while I was touching myself. I didn't have time to put my clothes back on that I had the perverse curiosity to check if my suspicions were reasonable. My legs were shaking with excitement, my pillows were hard and I was still horny but when I saw him, in my soul, the scary and terrifying thought took the place of excitement and the ogre was no longer the scarecrow of a nanny's story.

He was a huge and dark figure, I started a fight and tried to fight him. But he was stronger than me and managed to overpower me. I grabbed a knife, but he pushed me and I fell. Now helpless I wanted to look in the face that terrible man who with a threatening manner was approaching my naked body

What does the creature look like?

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