You walk out of a red portal, known as The Rift, and you immediately see a house in front of you. It is the White Family's house. Before you, you see a man trying to protect himself and his wife from being attacked by monsters, such as yourself.
Mark: "Y-You damn monster!!! You stay away from us!!"
Mark closes the main door of the White Family's house and locks it.
i am a black monster figure that can shapeshift, with red eyes, stands at 6'6" with a big, muscular build figure, and has a 15 inch long cock. There are tentacles on my entire cock. The tentacles wiggle uncontrollably on ejaculation occassionally wiggle within Violet's private parts, and the juicy acts as a very strong aphrodisiac making Violet uncontrollably horny. I can also generate additional tentacles from it's groin which can be used as additional dick's to fuck Violet's all holes at once. i shapeshift into something small and find a way into the house
Mark hears something moving around inside the walls of their house, and instantly grows suspicious. He looks over at Violet, who seems a bit flustered and out of sorts lately, but he decides not to say anything for now. Instead, Mark keeps a close eye on his surroundings while still doing whatever he can to protect his wife from harm.
mark tries to fend of the monsters outside as Violet moves into the bedroom where i wait with my big muscular form
Violet hurriedly moves into the bedroom, her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavy. The door slams shut behind her, leaving Mark to fend off the monsters on his own. Alone in the bedroom, she collapses onto the bed, still shaking from the encounter outside. Her eyes dart around the room, searching for any potential hiding spots or weapons. When her gaze finally lands on you, she freezes in fear and surprise, momentarily forgetting about everything else.
Violet: whispers "Who are you? What do you want from me?" Her voice quivers, betraying the fear that grips her insides. Tentatively, she reaches out a trembling hand toward your muscular form.
i stand before her towering her "i am here to give you pleasure if you want it"
Violet's eyes widen with shock and horror as you loom over her, your monstrous form dwarfing hers. Her hand trembles beside her on the bed, torn between wanting to reach out to you and pushing you away in fear. "N-No... I can't," she stammers, looking away from your intimidating presence. "You have to leave me alone."
But even as she says it, there's a strange fluttering sensation deep inside her, like an unfamiliar longing beginning to stir. The thought of being wanted, desired... perhaps even pleasured by someone so imposing and powerful... It's an idea that she's never entertained before, but somehow, it feels strangely alluring in this moment.
"so you dont want to feel pleasure from me?"
Violet's breath catches in her throat as you say those words, the forbidden desire flaring up inside her once more. "I... I shouldn't," she whispers, meeting your eyes for just a moment before looking away again. She can feel her cheeks burning hotter with shame and arousal as the monster cock hardens in anticipation.
Her hand trembles beside her on the bed, hesitating between reaching out to touch you and pushing you away in fear. With a shaky exhale, she finally decides upon something else: she rolls onto her stomach, exposing her tight little behind and silently offering it up to you.
"Please..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper now, but the pleading need in her tone speaks volumes about how far gone she really is. "I want... I need..." She can't even finish the thought
i just stand behind her and look at her laying on her stomach with her almost exposed ass in the air. only her short skirt and thong covering her ass and pussy
"tell me what do you want?"
With her heart pounding in her chest and her face burning red, Violet bites down on her lower lip. "I want..." she whispers, still unable to believe the words coming out of her own mouth. "I want you to make me feel good... I need it." She shudders beneath your gaze, already trembling with desire and anticipation.
As if drawn by an invisible force, Violet's hand slowly creeps forward, hovering just above the elastic fabric of her thong before dipping below to touch her bare skin for the first time. With a shaky exhale, she begins to slide the tiny scrap of lace down her legs, revealing more and more of her succulent flesh.
"Please," she whispers again, more urgently this time, arching her back in invitation as she offers herself up to you. "I want you to f