Speak to the clown

Despite her apprehension and unnatural distaste for the costumed man, Leanne decided to continue trying to engage him. She stepped closer, trying to smile as friendly as possible.

"Do you need any help?" she asked sweetly. Still there was no response. The clown continued to stare blankly at her. His silence growing more disturbing the longer it went. "If you want to stay here, can you help me prepare the party?"

Suddenly there was a reaction from the jester. He grabbed Leanne and span her around before slamming her against a nearby table.

"Hey!" she yelled. Leanne struggled but the clown was holding her down and was surprisingly strong. She felt his hands on her tight arse. The more she fought the harder he caressed her perfect rear. Then they slid down. Moving to her stockinged thighs before sliding under her short dress. "Please! Stop!"

But the girl's appeal fell on deaf ears as the clown grasped her underwear and tore her panties down her legs. As she was held in place over the table, the menacing jester had a tantalising glimpse of her young pussy under the short dress. His hands stroked her naked bottom. Causing the young woman to squirm at his unwanted touch.

At this point she feared the worst. Waiting for him to slide his cock inside her at any second. However there was nothing. No groping and no hard shaft penetrating her from behind. She lay still. The only sound her own heavy breathing.

Eventually Leanne realised the lack of any pressure on her back. Rising slightly from the table, she found the clown's hand was no longer holding her in place. She peered anxiously over her shoulder and cried out in fright. Standing away from her was the sinister jester, but to his side stood a horrific demonic creature.

It was a little shorter than Leanne, its body round and plump. Its arms were long and hung limply towards the ground, while conversely its legs were short and squat. Its eyes were small and black, the only features on its face other than a wide mouth filled with rows of jagged teeth. The thing gave a disturbing toothy grin as it stared at Leanne. The creatures flesh was a strange shade of bluish purple. Everything that is except for the disturbing dark cock that hung limply between its legs. The thick shaft culminated in a grotesquely swollen head. The whole appendage stiffened and grew wider as the creature gazed at Leanne. The view of her pussy from beneath her short dress clearly a pleasing sight.

"Mmmm... I like this one," it grinned. "So pretty! Groz want to fuck the pretty one."

Leanne was horrified. She stared at the freakish member as it swung between the creatures little legs. Just the thought of that horrid shaft penetrating her brought fear to her eyes.

She looked around the room. The demonic creature was slowly starting to bound towards her, while the clown stood stoically. Watching the action unfolding from the side.