The goblin-like figure stood there for a moment, staring. I laid there paralyzed as he pulled back the covers. As his clammy hand grabbed my shoulder, I could feel a throbbing, ratlike warmth against my lower thigh.

I am in the embrace of Danny Devito.

As we come together, my fear grows. My hands press against the smooth plane of her back, her skin near under silk. She smiles with those deep, black eyes. Her head tilts up to mine and her lips part, ready to be kissed.

That's when she changes. Her hair grows coarse and matted, melting from blonde to an ugly black that shrivels on the top of her head and falls past the creamy whiteness of her cheeks. The eyes shrink and go beady. The mouth becomes a maw through which crooked yellow teeth protrude.

I try to scream. I try to wake up.

I can't. I'm caught again. I'll always be caught.

I am in the grip of Danny Devito.

this guy likes being fisted

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