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Chaos. Pain. Destruction. It’s all anyone knew after the rift opened and monsters entered our world. The things of nightmares, horror stories. The beasts that hid in the night. They’re all real, and they’re here. When my parents moved us to Darkville and enrolled me at Darkville High, I knew I was to be sacrificed for their happiness. Now I have a choice… become the pet of a monster, or be cast out into the world, where survival isn’t guaranteed.
NOTE: Teacher’s Pet was first offered in Kindle Vella July 2021. The content has not changed. This is a short monster erotica with very little plot and character development.
Copyright 2021, Eva DeMoan
I stepped back into the hall and tried to make myself small. A female gargoyle walked past with her human toy on a leash. The boy was naked except for a leather collar around his neck, and his wrists were bound. Either he enjoyed belonging to her, or she’d drugged him because his cock stood erect. My cheeks warmed as I eyed him. Until I’d come here, I’d only seen naked people on TV, or on the porn I wasn’t supposed to watch. His cock wasn’t anywhere near as big as the ones I’d just had my hands on.
“Like what you see, little human?” a deep voice asked, startling me. I glanced up and saw one of the teachers, an orc called Mr. Blade. I doubted it wasn’t his actual name and had more to do with the sword he carried.
“I was just going to class,” I murmured.
He leaned and sniffed at me, growling deep in his chest. “My classroom. Now.”
I hastened to follow him, trying not to shake in fear as he shut the door. He prowled closer, his eyes nearly glowing as he took me in. He stopped beside me and reached out, lifting my skirt with his large green hand. I gasped and forced myself to hold still.
“Pretty,” he said, his voice getting raspy. “You wanted the human boy. Coveted the possession of a gargoyle.”
“N-no. I wasn’t… I didn’t…”
“I smell you, little human. Your cunt is wet.”
My eyes went wide at his words and I pressed my thighs together. I still wasn’t used to them being able to smell me. His words only served to make my pussy throb harder, the need in me building until it was nearly painful.
Mr. Blade walked behind his desk and pointed at the floor in front of him. I set my books aside and hurried to where he stood, my heart hammering in fear as I wondered how he’d punish me. Although I had to wonder if it wasn’t fear of the punishment, or more worry over the fact I might enjoy it. I’d heard the moans of more than one student locked behind a teacher’s classroom door. Yes, they took what they wanted, but seemed the girls, or boys, enjoyed it too.
“Over the desk and lift your skirt,” he said.
ABOUT EVA DEMOAN
Eva DeMoan loves erotica, both writing and reading it. The filthier, and the kinkier, the better. While Eva has always loved monster books and movies when she saw the World of Warcraft movie she fell head over heels for Durotan, the orc Chieftan. That’s when Eva decided to start writing some monster stories of her own.
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