It's gross

[trigger warning: ****, yandere]

You don't even want to look at it. She wants to use that monster on you? You don't say anything. You push yourself back up the bed. Your chest is heaving. A terrible frown crosses Aiko's face. Then it shifts into a terrifying smile as she slowly walks towards you, knife in hand.

"Aw, what's the matter? Scared of this little thing? It just wants to play."

You stumble off the bed and fall to the floor. She's on you in a second, standing over you.

"Why are you running? Just give me what I want and everything will be fine."

Aiko drops down onto your body, knocking the wind out of you. She's sitting on your stomach, pinning you to the floor.

"Touch it! Do it, you tease!"

You try to twist out from under her but she's unbelievably strong for someone so slender. Either your fear is weakening you, or her madness is giving her strength.

"Stop!" You plead with her. "I don't want this."

"Neither do I, but you've left me ****. Now touch it! I won't say it again." She raises her knife and aims it over your left thigh.

"Okay! ... Okay..." You know you've lost.

You raise a trembling hand and place it on her cock. It's warm and almost rubbery. She takes your hand in hers and forces it up and down her cock.

"That's it. Like this. Touch me."

You keep going. You slowly raise your other hand and use that one too. You need both to wrap around the full length of her monster. She lowers her shoulders, closes her eyes and coos, sinking into the pleasure you're giving her.

"See. It's not so bad. You just need to listen." Her eyes snap open. "Hands off. Flip over on your stomach." She stands up. Aiko rotates the knife in her hand while watching you obey her orders. "Take off your pants." You grimace and slide them off your hips. You know where this is going. She kneels down by your side and rests her knife against the floor. Her tortured gaze is reflected in the blade. She burrows her free hand between your cheeks and grazes a dry finger against your hole. You whimper.

"Aiko..."

"Yes, loverboy?"

"There's lube in my nightstand..."

Her eyes light up. "Of course, dear! I don't want you to be uncomfortable. I'm not a monster or anything hahaha. Now, stay down. Don't get up or you'll get stabbed."

You don't move a muscle because your life depends on it. Aiko returns still brandishing her knife with a small tube in her other hand. You close your eyes and try to drift away to somewhere else. Maybe this really is a horrible nightmare and you'll wake up in your comfy bed, safe and alone. Something cold and gooey pours onto your anus. It's then **** inside of you by something thin and smooth. You clench your fists and groan. Aiko chuckles, and you hear something clatter off to the side. Then her hands close around your neck. They don't squeeze, they just sit there.

"You're going to lie there and take it. You understand?"

"Yes."

"You say 'Yes, Aiko.' Got it?"

"Yes, Aiko."

"Good boy."

Then her monster makes itself known. Her gigantic cock is pressing against your backdoor. It's far too large to simply slip inside.

"Let me in," she growls.

"I'm trying. I've never done this before."

"Of course... I'm your first hehe. Just relax. Think of something sweet and innocent. Like me."

What you do think of is how her hands are thankfully not **** you. Both her hands... She must have dropped the knife. Realising she's not about to kill you anymore does relax you, and then her cock starts burrowing inside.

"Good job, baby! It's working! You're being so co-operative."

You bite your lip. She's lubed up, so she's not destroying your insides, but the unfamiliar intrusion still burns. The head is the hardest part. But once the thickest part is inside, the rest starts to slide in right behind it.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," you groan.

"Oooh, you said it, babe. I'm gonna tap this ass every damn day."

You try to block out her voice and retreat to somewhere deep in your head. You think of being asleep. You think of not thinking. You want to believe that somewhere inside of you is a place she can never find. Where you'll be safe. Something liquid flushes into you. Aiko is moaning. Then she stops. She's done. She pulls out, which is much easier than her entrance was. She flips you over and looks down at you.

"Aw, you're not even hard, baby. Didn't it feel good?"

You're looking in her direction but your eyes and your mind aren't with her. You dimly hear her respond.

"I suppose you're a little nervous. Don't worry. It'll get easier with practice."

She gets up and nudges your head with her foot.

"I had a great time, toots. See you at school tomorrow."

You don't look at her. You just close your eyes and breathe. Footsteps - then your bedroom door closing. You wait. For a very long time. More for yourself than anything. Eventually your thoughts resemble words again. You sit up and look around the room. It's like she was never there. But then you see it. She forgot her knife.