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Chapter 6 by Rattray

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Nicky’s Head

From the shadows came two pitch black tentacle like appendages, bony yellow ridges spiralled down them. Between the bony ridges were cracks of red flesh like cracks that pulsed. At the end of the black tentacle was a red penis like ends, except it had 4 lines of cracks that made a x like cross.

Nicki Minaj screamed as it approached closer. But it ignored her as it used its penis like head to a clear container of purple liquid near her. It slurped up a small amount before suddenly going behind Nicki Minaj and into her asshole.

Nicki squealed as the slimy tentacle penetrated her asshole. It started moving up and down, using its slime to lubricate her asshole.

“Please stop! It wont fit!” Nicki screamed but the tentacle ignored her pleads and went deeper with each thrust. Nicki felt her asshole expand further, she took a few monster cocks in her time but this was beyond her. Pain and pleasure mixed in her body as the tentacle went faster and faster. The pleasure was too much for her and she spasmed as she had one of the best orgasms in her life.

The tentacle soon released the purple liquid deep into her body and she felt it fill her stomach.

In 10 seconds her full stomach went back to her normal, lean form. It had absorbed into her.

Nicki somehow got back onto her on all her 4s. The black appendages then inserted them self into a console in front of her, blue light shimmered onto its slimy form. It twisted and moved inside its small port.

2 white robotic arms slowly formed from the ground. Both came alive as they were completed, and its various tools at the end of them moved as if to warm it up before use.

The arms moved with latex like consistency and noise to near her face. She tried retreating but one of the arms used a large silver forceps to hold her head in place. The other arm revealed a glowing blade of white which approached her neck.

“Noooooo!” She yelled and cried. A sobbing mess of fear. a far cry from the confident woman on stage.

The blade slowly went through her neck. Her eyes went wide and she felt her heart skip a beat. She then closed her eyes one last time.

Or she thought because as she opened her eyes she saw her body limp on the blue metallic table. She still felt her head being held by the forcep on the arm.

How am I breathing? How am I alive? What the fuck is going on ?

The forcep arm then moved her to…..

(Guys feel free to suggest which way the story should go and what sorta sex stuff should be in it.I am open to ideas)

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