The Imp

Lily didn’t bother looking behind her. She immediately bolted to her feet and tried the door. She needed to get away.

However, when Lily tried the handle, she found that it would not turn no matter how hard she tried to open it. The door could not lock from the inside, so this shouldn’t have been possible.

There was another deep, rumbling growl followed by a higher pitch mewling sound. The latter made Lily think of a drowning cat and the thought seemed utterly ridiculous given the circumstances.

Lily kicked at the door once, twice, and as she went for a third attempt, powerful clawed hands dragged her backwards. Pain radiated from her butt through her legs as Lily hit the ground hard.

The same powerful, clawed hands seized Lily’s body and turned her around. For the first time, Lily had a good view of her attacker and the sight filled her with confusion and horror.

It was smaller than she expected - only about four feet tall. It’s face was completely engulfed in a cloud of shadow save for two bright red lights that Lily assumed we’re eyes. They shone like infernal stars through the darkness.

Its body was the color of a brick and well muscled, making it look intimidating despite its short stature. It’s powerful arms were long, ending in large hands tipped with black claws that terminated several inches past its knees.

However, what truly captivated Lily’s horrified attention was the pulsing, veiny member bulging between the creature’s legs. The crimson rod of flesh stood at attention, its gnarled and fleshy tip bubbling with dark fluid that filled the air with a spicy and animalistic scent.

It was so big. Having never seen a normal penis in person before, Lily was utterly bewildered by the specimen now throbbing just inches away from her. It was entirely out of proportion for the size of the monster, easily measuring a foot in length and reaching a thickness nearly equivalent to Lily’s wrist.

The creature let out another strange, high pitch cat-noise and it’s monstrous prick jumped slightly, sensing droplets of dark fluid onto the ground where they sizzled.

Lily opened her mouth in a soundless, terrified scream and the creature took the opportunity to dash forward, jamming its monstrous shaft deep down Lily’s open mouth.

A bitter, spicy taste filled her mouth. The turgid flesh felt supple and hot as it slid down Lily’s throat. She could feel it’s black veins pulsing with unholy power.

This isn’t happening, she told herself. This CAN’T be happening.

This didn’t stop the monster as it began to thrust in and out, starting slowly and building to a fever pitch.