|The ghost (standard:horror, 80 words)|
|Author: jopoguerrero||Added: Jan 30 2009||Views/Reads: 1659/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
The ghost killed me by dining on my manhood – softening my virility with its nubile discharge. Its dribble swamped my hangs making soup out of my seeds – spooning it with its devoted tongue. Its hunger throated my dowel gagging itself to pleasure – ending my potency with its pubic fangs. The ghost, filled and burping, stood to leave as I stretched to die. But it gasped when it saw its reflection in my teary, dead eyes – Oh! Its reflection was me. Tweet
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