If You're Being Held Hostage, Wiggle the Carrot! - Chapter 5
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- Chapter 5 - A Carrot Dropped in Sorrow
Ruby, momentarily disoriented, forced her eyes open at the sound of gurgling. She struggled to regain her senses after not having eaten properly for a long time. Instinctively, she followed the sound and moved her head. In the darkness of the mountains, by the faint light of the moon, she was able to locate its source.
There were two pretty rabbit sisters, each trying to eat a carrot. Each time their long tongues licked the carrot, it seemed to grow larger.
“The carrot is getting bigger…”
A carrot that grew as she ate it. It was a carrot that didn’t exist in her village. Thinking that one carrot like that would keep her from starving for the rest of her life, Ruby pushed herself off the ground.
“Oh, their ears are white?”
Her pretty bunny sisters had snow-white ears, unlike hers. However, the fact that they were all rabbit shapeshifters reassured her. As she watched their behavior, the carrot suddenly wiggled. The sisters, with happy expressions, tried to swallow the carrot in one bite.
Suddenly, Ruby became impatient, afraid that the carrot would be taken away from all of them. She couldn’t take her eyes off the carrot, slowly creeping towards it.
Meanwhile, Ivan was nearing his limit. He felt like he was going to c*m, and he couldn’t hold still. With his bottom on the ground, he tried to pull himself up by gradually moving backward. But as if it knew his plan, an invisible hand grabbed his c*ck painfully.
“Ugh…!” When he screamed, the entities eased their grip, once again gently stroking as if to comfort him. Despite the uncomfortable sensation, his body was uncontrollably aroused and his c*ck stood e***t.
A tear trickled down his cheek. Unable to overcome the shame of shedding tears, he shouted in frustration, “Please stop!”
Just as he was about to be forced to climax in this embarrassing situation that he didn’t want to show anyone, he saw something with red eyes crawling quickly towards him.
“What the hell!”
Horrified at the sight of the scattered hair and the ruby red eyes, Ivan tried to back away, but was blocked by a tree.
He couldn’t have been faster than Ruby who had been starving for two week and craving carrots.
Warm.
Ivan panicked even more when the touch felt warm, not cold.
“Are you insane? Let go!”
While Ivan froze in shock, Ruby, with sparkling eyes, shouted energetically while looking at the carrot.
“Delicious carrots, I’ll eat them!”
It must have been a delicious carrot, because the bunny sisters were trying to eat it after all.
Ivan tried to kick her out of the way, but Ruby, whose eyes had already rolled back in her head, had her mouth wide open toward his c*ck, which was glistening with c*m.
Nom–
Catching it in her mouth, she sucked on it voraciously, just like her rabbit sisters around her had done.
“Mmm!”
Ivan, already on the verge of climax, couldn’t hold back any longer feeling her hot tongue wrapped around him. The sensation of her steady pressure was more than enough to make him c*m.
She grimaced as she gulped down the slippery, viscous liquid that filled her mouth. “Ugh, it tastes awful.”
By the time his silver pupils had dilated at the insanity of his first time, hard teeth clamped down on his gradually softening p*nis.
“Aaah!”
“Hehe, carrot…”
A brutal scream and a satisfied mumble merged together. He flailed his feet involuntarily, the pain like fireworks in front of his eyes. The presence that had he could never touched before, even in response, felt solid this time.
“Eek!”
His sole touched the squishy flesh which quickly disappeared. Ivan’s mind, blown away by the pain, slowly regained its clarity. He was so stunned that he didn’t realize he was back in his semi-beastly form: his pointed black ears were lying flat, and his fluffy black furry tail was curled up and tucked between his legs. It was an instinctive struggle to protect what was precious to him, and his whole body showed that it was startled.
“What… what is this?”
No matter how many times he flailed his hands and feet, he had never been able to touch it. It occurred to him that maybe this ghost was different. Come to think of it, this ghost is not cold at all; it’s warm, even hot.
He muttered with a bewildered look as he gazed at the figure, who had fallen a little away from him. Could it be…
Was this really a spirit?