An Erotic

“I can’t take you home with me.”
“Oh?
“No. I have a condition.”
“What do you mean?”
“I have a condition. And that’s all I can say. It was very nice meeting you.”
“Wait, don’t go. I happen to be a doctor of sorts. I’m not one to come out and say that to a stranger. You never know how they’ll react. But…I might be able to help you.”
Jeff smiled and laughed, then tugged off his belt and let her peek inside where something resembling a leech, but many times larger and covered in a thick, translucent film undulated against the inside of his shorts.
“My god.”
“So, doc, ever seen one of these?”
“Yes. Like I said before: my god. We have worshiped the Old Worm since time began. I have prepared myself.”
Before Jeff could say anything, she got a hold of her lips and ripped backwards, tearing open her mouth. As the blood welled up and spilled into her throat, a blackness rose, the same blackness of the starless night in the depths of Hell, and she took his cursed member into her mouth and when she began to suckle, the Old Worm detached from his spine, leaving him on the floor, bleeding from the hole where his leech cock had been. As he faded, he saw the Old Worm crawl into the woman’s mouth, back towards home.

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