All these observations occurred beauty and the beast rose to Buffy during the instant between which the monster had spring from within the grass of the field and the moment in which it seized her with its powerful vine-fingers. The thing's grip was immensely strong--and painful--but, fortunately, as the Slayer, Buffy possessed enormous strength of her own, and she managed to pry the creature's fingers from her arms and shove it back. A look of surprise, followed by an expression of rage, twisted the creature's grotesque features, and then it bounded forward again. It moved fast, considering the fact that it was twice the size of an average man, but Buffy was faster, and she side-stepped the assault. The monster's lunge carried it past Buffy, and she ran, thinking discretion--and escape--better than senseless valor, in this instance at least. She had no doubt that she could outrun the fantastic creature that had attacked her. Males ere all alike, she thought wryly; even in a demon dimension, the fiends wanted just one thing--pussy. Well, she was damned if she was going to be raped by a grass-covered freak with a log for a cock and stones for balls
She loped horse drawn sleigh across the field, briars and brambles snatching at her naked legs. After thirty seconds, she glanced over her shoulder. The huge, grass-covered creature was in hot pursuit, although it was thirty feet or so behind her; as Buffy had suspected, she was in no danger of being caught by the hulking predator
She smiled as she animal human sex thought that this would-be rapist was one fucker who was going to be disappointed--and, then, she tripped over a root, falling headlong into the thick grass underfoot. Fortunately, she was unhurt. She shoved herself up from the ground, onto one knee, and rose. She started to run again, when she fell a second time, her foot caught in another root. She gazed in the direction of her pursuer. The thing was much closer. Still, she could increase the distance between them again easily enough. Regaining her feet, she sped off again, tripping over a third root that sent her sprawling. With a swell of dread, Buffy realized, as she rose a third time from the meadow, that the creature, spawned, perhaps, of the grassy plain itself, controlled the prairie's greenery; it was the monster that had caused the roots to trip her. Now, the hideous predator was upon her, and, twist and struggle as she might, she was unable to free her feet and calves from the roots and vines that had ensnared her. The meadowland demon pounced upon her
It was absurd, Buffy thought, what one noticed at the strangest zoo sex stories times. Here she was, fighting for her honor, if not her life, and she was noticing the small wildflowers that grew from her would-be rapist's cheeks, chest, belly, groin, and thighs--violets, periwinkles, goldenrods, bellflowers, foxgloves, and others
The demon straddled Buffy, its massive free dog fuckers buttocks, formed of hard-packed soil and rock, resting upon the Slayer's groin and lower belly, crushing her erection and her balls as it struggled to force its log-penis into the cunt behind Buffy's scrotum. Buffy twisted, wriggling beneath the demon's tremendous weight as she struggled to topple the would-be rapist. If it managed to shove that gnarly log of a prick into her, its jagged end would rip and tear her pussy to shreds, and she would die in agony. She fought desperately, but the demon's weight restricted her movements, and, as powerful as she was, the demon's strength matched--maybe surpassed--her own. It continued to jab at the rose-petal soft lips of her pussy, and Buffy felt a stab of pain, as if she'd been poked by a needle. Then, she felt more prickling sensations, and she realized that her monstrous adversary was about to impale her with its log-cock. She gave a last, huge, desperate shove, but to no avail
The demon screamed, rearing, as a brilliance shone amid the benefits goat milk grass, vines, leaves, and twigs that had formed its misshapen head, and the milkweed pods that had served as its eyes exploded, spewing their vile, milky contents over Buffy's breasts and face, as if the exploding eyes were ejaculating a foul semen. The remnants of the head, like the grassy body, was on fire. Thick black smoke poured from the fiery mass as red, orange, and yellow flames crackled and spat within the blackening vegetation of the demon's chest, belly, groin, and legs. With horror, Buffy saw that the thing's penis was also on fire. All she needed was for that flaming member to cauterize her cunt, sealing her vagina closed forever--or, at least, until some embarrassing and humiliating surgery, not to mention the need to concoct some unlikely cover story as to how she'd received such a bizarre injury! Buffy shoved the demon, and, this time, concerned for its survival more than its intent to rape the Slayer and weakened severely by the damage that the fire had done to it, the demon offered no resistance, toppling sideways. Buffy rolled away from it
Gaining her feet, Buffy saw miniature goats the cause of the meadowland demon's immolation: Willow's reconnaissance sphere glowed brightly within the vitals of the demon. By chance or design, the ball of light that Willow used to use to communicate with Tara had collided with the demon, setting it ablaze. Buffy watched the fucker burn. Within minutes, the would-be rapist was nothing but a charred heap of burned grass and smoking earth. Buffy scowled at the burning rubbish. "Loser," she said
When she downloadable beast wars episodes was sure that the demon was no longer a threat to her, Buffy examined her pussy. It was sore, as if the labia had been pierced with needles, and she saw that the demon had left two splinters of its log-penis in her labia. Using her fingernails as forceps, she extracted the slivers and tossed them upon the demon's smoking remains, to burn along with the rest of him. She felt uneasy. Like the feral demon's bite that had transformed her into a hermaphrodite, the wounds from this demon's phallic splinters, although slight, could have unpredictable consequences, too, which, like those of the feral demon's bite, may or may nor recur. Buffy gulped. She didn't want to imagine what bizarre, depraved effects might result from her having been pierced by splinter's from this demon's log-penis
Looking back to the ball of light--or to the place australia zoo she'd seen it last--Buffy discovered that the sphere was yards ahead of her, streaking toward the ice mountains of the north. If she didn't want to lose it, she'd better move. The Slayer ran, following her only link to her best friend--and the demons who were holding Willow here, in this demon dimension, against her will. The thought that the witch might be subjected to the same fate that the meadowland demon had had in store for Buffy made the Slayer run even faster
. . . to be continued. . underage beastality sex stories .
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