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Just another day in the city, looking for trouble. Garou was bored and had decided that picking fights was the best cure for that. Every monster or villain he had fought ended up being defeated quickly. He was losing hope at finding at least one worthy opponent for the day until he stumbled upon a large Blueish moving mass down the street. “The hell is that?” he wondered out loud. He knew it was a monster, but had doubts it would be strong. Might as well take care of it now, I got nothing better to do.
Once he was over to the beast, he found it wasn’t even destroying anything. It was just ambling around. Quickly finding himself next to it, he jabbed it with his foot to find it was relatively soft and squishy. It didn’t stir at his action. After a few more pokes and prods, he grew irritated with it ignoring him. “Hey, lardo! Ya gonna move, or what?”
His voice seemed to cause it to notice him. Suddenly, it shifted towards him, appendages grew out of it and came for him. The long slithering limbs wrapped around him, beginning to pick him up. “Well, this is new.” he exclaimed out loud in interest. As they began to wrap tighter around his body, restricting his arms and legs, one peeked under his shirt. He grinned at the action, figuring out the implications of the action. “But not bad.”
It’s skin was slightly ribbed and textured, covered by a thin layer of slime. Up close the skin of the creature was indeed blue, but it held lighter tones speckled throughout it. The bulbous creature seemed to be a shade of teal with darker blues dusted on top of it’s small bumps and ribs. The whole thing was definitely solid and firm, but easily could move and shift itself around. Whatever appendages were touching him, seemed to be forming out of the creature from the inside. Some randomly would pop out to wiggle in the air seemingly searching for something. Or the creature was excited, Garou couldn’t tell.
The monster was weak, easily defeated in at most, a few hits. But he decided he wanted to see what it was going to do first, and if he wanted to enjoy it. Pulling against the tentacles, they only wrapped around him more tightly. Eliciting a pleased noise from him, he didn’t fight back as much, aside from pulling here and there, as they started working on him. Tentacles were sliding up his pant legs to wrap onto his calf's, keeping his legs apart. Some slipped past the tie on his waistband, only to practically rip the pants off of him. “Ugh, I liked these pants.” But they were also his only pants.
Slimy appendages wrapped around his thighs and firmly squeezed them. A breathy moan came out of him. Slimmer ones found their way under his shirt to wrap around his pecs, rubbing against his small nipples. Biting his lip, he couldn’t help but smile. “Someone must have created you in a lab. For their own sick fantasies probably. But now I get to try you out.” With another smile, he relished in how the long tentacles moved against him. He liked the feeling of being restrained, if only for that fact that he knew he could easily break free but it was nice to not have to do the work for a change.
Smaller tentacles were coming out and running up and down his legs, arms, and back. Sighs and moans were tumbling out of him as it went from caressing him to holding him tightly. Every so often he would move against them, only so he could feel the pull but also so the creature would be a little more rough with him.
The monster seemed to be self lubricating, a nice added touch from its creator. It left slime in its wake that caused his skin to tingle. Thinner limbs ran along his nipples and over his inner thighs. Without skipping a beat, he felt a slim one already prodding at his entrance. “Going a bit quick aren’t you? And you haven’t even bought me a drinNNNHHk-” his words were cut off as one slipped inside. It didn’t hurt, it was more surprising than anything.
As it began to move slowly in and out of him, he gasped happily. Before he could get completely used to this one, getting off on just the feeling of being fucked, another tentacle roughly the same size pushed itself into him. “Hnnnn, f-fuck… Warn a guy, will ya?” But his words weren’t totally true. He felt the familiar sting for a moment, but it soon faded away to pleasure. He figured the slime had aphrodisiac properties that helped to numb pain and heighten the senses. He wasn’t going to complain at all.
A tentacle found it’s way wrapped around his erection, slowly pumping it. “Aaaaah…” Closing his eyes, he was getting lost in how good it all felt. His nipples were hard from all the teasing, overly sensitive when the thin fabric of his top pressed against them. As the appendage on his prick stroked him, a smaller one found it’s way to his tip, teasing and running along the slit. Another moan fell out of him. “Hnnn… I could get used to this.” The idea of having something like this around sounded like fun, but he also knew it wasn’t meant to last.
Metal Bat came to mind, namely. Garou thought about showing this beast to his lover. And using it on him, or potentially together. He was grinning at the thought. “Oh, how fucking good he’d look….” As the creature thrust into him, he was getting turned on further by his fantasies of Metal Bat getting fucked just like he was. The two inside of him worked well together, one finally bumping into his prostate, causing him to cry out breathlessly. As they moved in and out, they were stretching him open.
While he was being fucked and stroked, he didn’t notice behind him that several tentacles were growing out of the creature at once. They were all twisting around each other and forming into one solid shape. They moved as one entity but all seemed to be pulsing individually. There were small ribs all along it and the tip of the make-shift shaft had rounded out into a smaller point for it to easily slip inside.
As Garou was moaning and gasping, he stilled when he felt the smaller ones slip out. “You can’t be done already!” He yelled down in frustration. But before he could protest further, he felt something different and bigger press at the back of him. Looking between his legs, he saw how wide it was. Biting his lips in anticipation, he was excited about this new turn of events but also anxious. Suddenly, it was pressing inside him and widening out as it filled him. The noise that came from him was unlike anything he’d ever made before.
“Uuuhnnn.. F-fuck…” He was now properly covered in slime and was dripping with sweat. The large form of tentacles inside of him moved in several different ways. A few were simultaneously moving against and massaging his prostate. Some were going in deep and completely feeling him, causing his eyes to roll back. He was seeing stars, his head felt dizzy from the over stimulation of everything. He was so into it, he didn’t hear approaching foot steps. Down below was Metal Bat watching in horror.
Bat was unsure of what to say. He had no proper words in his mind. All he could do was watch and feel his mouth dry up. Realizing that he was seeing and hearing Garou completely losing himself while being fucked by a monster seemed to finally bring him to his senses. “Yer enjoying yourself, aren’t cha?” He watched in disgust and fascination as Garou cried out and moaned with every thrust, his tongue was lolled out of his mouth. Bat glared and swung his bat over his shoulder. “Oi, Garou!”
Hearing his name only slightly pulled him from his thoughts. Still being overly pleasured, he tried his best to glance at the source of the voice. When he saw that heated familiar gaze and perfectly coiffed pomp looking at him, he was instantly cumming. He had to close his eyes as the most intense orgasm he’d ever had shook through him in waves. He was overly sensitive and knew he was going to need a break after this. He was thankful Bat was here, because that meant he was there for him to rest on soon after.
As he got the end of his climax, and the last of his cum shot out of him, the monster’s hold on him began to relax. All the tentacles inside of him slipped out slowly, the ones on his cock and around his limbs were easing up. He was dripping with all manners of bodily fluids and the obvious unknown of the creature’s slime. When he was gently laid down on the ground, he felt himself instantly pass out, spent from the ordeal.
Metal Bat had watched as Garou came. He’d seen the familiar look time and time again before. But it was a whole new thing seeing it done to him while he looked on. With flushed cheeks, he was reeling from the thought of this sight flustering him. “Stupid fuckin’ monster prick…” he muttered under his breath. He stood still as he watched the Human Monster get set to the ground. Not sure if he should go over to him, he froze in shock when the large slimy being started to slither its way towards him, as if it found a new target “Oh, no you don’t!” he yelled at it.
He for sure as hell wasn’t letting this thing touch him. Garou, he could understand. But not him, not Metal Bat. He wasn’t into that, or at least didn’t want to admit that he was. Before the monster could latch onto him, he was jumping in the air and swinging his bat down. With one ounce of brute force, the creature was smashed into gelatinous pieces. Finding himself done with his work, he strode over to where his lover lay. Crouching down, he stared at the passed out hero hunter.
With cheeks still flushed, he poked at his face. “Oi, wake up.” he stared down at him with an expression of distaste, in disbelief at what had happened. The site of Garou soaked and worn from sexual release was getting him a bit hot and bothered. “I said, wake up dumbass!” He then smacked him hard. Garou jolted awake and stared up at him bleary eyed. As his vision focused, he smiled up at the brunette.
“Heeeey.” He sounded like he was drunk. Metal Bat frowned down at him.
“I can’t believe ya.” Garou only just showed him a big cheesy smile.
“I’m glad you got to see it.” Bat looked away, trying to hide his now very warm face.
“Yer disgusting.” The long limbed monster before him, stretched himself out and yawned.
“I think you enjoyed it. By the looks of your face and pants.” Looking down in confusion, Bat found a surprising tent there.
“Well, too bad. I killed the damn thing.” Garou closed his eyes and furrowed his brows.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaw!” he cried out. Bat smirked at the other’s reaction before Garou continued. “I wanted to kill it!” That caused Bat’s expression to change to confusion and surprise before he smacked the other on the head.
“Yer a fucking shithead.” He began to stand up.
“Yeah, but I’m your shithead.” Bright white teeth grinned up at him, like a predator. Bat cursed under his breath and turned away to hide his face. “Help me up?” One of Garou’s hand's reached out for him and he took the long fingers into his own.
“Yer naked, ya know that right?” Bat tried to sound angry, but it came out dull. Garou laughed in response.
“Mostly, but maybe you can lend me your jacket to tie around my waste. We can wash it later, since we’re heading home.” Silver eyebrows waggled as he spoke.
“You mean, yer gonna wash it.” and with that, he began to walk off with a white hair monster following behind him.