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Monday, February 27, 2023

[SS-1197] Toy Soldier


[TOY SOLDIER]

After twenty years of living abroad to study, Umod finally returned to his childhood home, in a small rural hometown.

He found that the people who he used to live with are now much older than they used to be. But the simple rural life remained the same. Despite being exposed to technologies in another country, he remained connected to the simple life in the province.

One day, while he was walking around the simple town, and down memory lane, he found the tree house where he usually played with his friends. However, there were words spray painted on the wall of the house that said, "off-limits."

Umod approached a street sweeper nearby and asked, "what happened to that house? That used to be free for all."

"Yeah it's still is. However, one night a witch visited us and cursed that place. One of your friends went there and he never came out again. So, we no longer attempted to try to visit that," the street sweeper said.

Umod did hear about his missing friend. But as an educated fellow, he could not believe the witch story.

Later that day, when there was noone around, Umod clinbed the tree house.

It was empty. But there was a toy soldier.

"Wow this looks non-child friendly. So explicit," Umod commented as he picked it up. The soldier wore the top uniform but the lower part only wore golden g strings.

Then the soldier shone. Umod dropped it.

The soldier grew in size. Then it became an living man. He was standing there. It was a grown up version of his friend.


"You freed me! It's you Umod! The witch punished me because I tried to have sex with her!"

Umod was no longer listening. His body suddenly burned with desire. He could not control himself. Like he was also cursed and somebody was controling him.

He suddenly kissed his friend. His friend willingly kissed back. They took their clothes off and started sucking each other mindlessly.

Then Umod laid and got fucked by his toy soldier friend.

They could hear witch cackles.

They both shone after they both came. Both of them shrunk and became lifeless toy soldiers.



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