Brandnewbuddy
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Honestly I probably should just go ahead and write this one since it should be a short one to write but maybe someone can think up a fun spin on it that could lead to a longer story.
Elevator pitch: parody of eldritch horror where it’s not an unknowable terror that is driving people to madness but rather …there’s a woman or man who is too hot.
Typical set up: strange disappearances around a manor that either has a dark history or was recently purchased by a strange woman who wears concealing clothes and is tended to by a strange servant. Anyone that has gone to the house has not returned or has been found days later, a gibbering wreck.
Our lead goes to investigate and manages to discover the terrible secret: she’s impossibly, paradoxically hot. To look upon even her face is to go mad and when she bares even her legs, most men soon find themselves howling at the moon or find their cocks spilling forth all of their seed. Even the straightest woman would find herself gushing to the point of dehydration as she would try to make a feeble effort to kneel between the gorgeous woman’s legs.
Lead attempts to protect themself and manages to flee but writes in their journal that they feel the need to go back.
Possibly an epilogue could be added where the woman’s servant (actually her ace friend) remarks how maybe they should have tried to go somewhere a bit more liberated as they clean up another puddle of cum and the woman bemoans she’ll be spending another night with only her fingers for company.
Elevator pitch: parody of eldritch horror where it’s not an unknowable terror that is driving people to madness but rather …there’s a woman or man who is too hot.
Typical set up: strange disappearances around a manor that either has a dark history or was recently purchased by a strange woman who wears concealing clothes and is tended to by a strange servant. Anyone that has gone to the house has not returned or has been found days later, a gibbering wreck.
Our lead goes to investigate and manages to discover the terrible secret: she’s impossibly, paradoxically hot. To look upon even her face is to go mad and when she bares even her legs, most men soon find themselves howling at the moon or find their cocks spilling forth all of their seed. Even the straightest woman would find herself gushing to the point of dehydration as she would try to make a feeble effort to kneel between the gorgeous woman’s legs.
Lead attempts to protect themself and manages to flee but writes in their journal that they feel the need to go back.
Possibly an epilogue could be added where the woman’s servant (actually her ace friend) remarks how maybe they should have tried to go somewhere a bit more liberated as they clean up another puddle of cum and the woman bemoans she’ll be spending another night with only her fingers for company.
