Within the forest there is an assassin. A silent monster with venom like a manticore, the speed of a cockatrice, and the hunger of a ghoul. She lies in wait for the perfect prey, her four hands twitching with the urge to hold down whatever crosses her path. The fangs in her mouth dripping with potent venom, eager to pierce the flesh of prey. Few people have seen her and even fewer have escaped her for those who are bitten by her are never seen again. She will give you no warning and she will spare no man who crosses her path.

As you walk through the forest you make the mistake of thinking you’re alone. The Assassin watches you from the trees her six eyes trained on you. She waits for you to be at your weakest when you will not be able to resist. You turn your back to her and the assassin leaps into action. You’re on your back and without a word she sinks her fangs into your neck and licks her lips. You are her prey.

Note: This is a narrative script similar to the Girtablilu script and the Arachne script I did. This is not a third person description of events; it’s meant to be an inner voice for an otherwise silent character.

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“After I pull the last few pieces of cloth from your body I notice your penis spring to life.

My venom has made it engorged, and each time it twitches I can see you wince.

I take it in my hand and lightly squeeze causing a bead of precum to form at your tip.

I move another hand to your balls. They’re swollen so much that they barely fit in my palm.

I move my other two hands to your thighs. I gently run my fingers over them. Slowly tracing up to your hips and back down.

You’re ready to be sucked.

The slits in my chitin on the sides of my mouth open to reveal the long, narrow passageway of moist flesh.

I can see fear in your eyes but now something else accompanies it… curiosity… desire.”

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The Script

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