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Monday, May 3, 2021

[SS-914] Hungry Horns


[HUNGRY HORNS]

The circus master enters the room where the freak sealed himself.

Inside the fixture-less room, there was the freak. A figure of an able-bodied with horns on both sides of the head. His eyes were closed.


The master attempted to introduce himself, "Hello... I am--"

"--I know who you are. I know why you came here," the freak butt in.

He was already awake.


The circus master walked slowly and carefully to the freak, "wow. They told me that you are a powerful creature. But I didn't know your power included reading minds."

"No. But you are not the first interested captor to come in," the freak explained.

"I am not a captor. I am a carer. I foster exceptional people like you!" the master offered.

"Haha. I don't trust people like you. I have been to other carers. They just displayed me to curious normal beings for show. For entertainment. I'm to powerful to just be a source of humor for people," the freak explained.

"I shall give you a good sum of money. I will take care of you,"  the master spoke trembling. Suddenly, he started feeling hot and sweaty. He was wondering if this was the freak's powers.

"I don't need money. I don't need caring," the freak asserted.

"Then what do you need?" the master asked.

"I need greedy idiots like you to consume," said the freak.

The master swallowed, "what do you mean?"

The freak stood up.

"You think you came here on your own volition?" the freak declared, "strip for me."

In a snap second, the master lost his senses. He started undressing. His cock was already hard.

The freak knelt in front of the master and started sucking the cock.

The master felt the best sexual pleasure in his entire life. Little did he know, it was going to be his last. His body started to heat up dangerously.

When the master ejaculated, he screamed. Then he fell as a shriveled, lifeless body on the floor.

The freak belched as he digested the cum and the soul he consumed. His horns shown. He is now satiated for one more year.


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