A Dark Drabble.

A dark drabble.

You wake up at 3 AM, hearing something rustling outside. You nod off again a few moments later, before suddenly, you feel a warm pair of arms and a nice, plump set if breasts squishing your head between them from behind.

“Shhh, Shhh…Honey, no need to scream. It’s far too late to do that now~ ” she says in a horrifyingly sweet way “You Don’t watch the news much, hm?? Not locking your doors…Very bad idea, but, too late for regrets…I believe the newspaper called me the ‘Motherly Maimer’ or something silly like that. I prefer just…Mommy, though~ and yes, You guessed it…I’m a serial killer~”

As she says this, you feel her grip tighten, removing all chance of escape, As you realize your fate is sealed, seeing her gripping a knife in one of her hugging hands.

“Now, Honey…I’m not unfair~ Before I kill you, Let me make your last wish come true~ What would you like? Want mama to smooch you red with lipstick? Or want me to get your virginity and keep it safe with me~??”

You succumb to your fate, as you gently whisper your request to her…

“You…Want me to…Cuddle you? Oh dear, surely you want a little more than just a cuddle buddy~ No?? Well…I did say anything…Here, turn around little one~ Face Mommy’s chest…~”

…Come morning, you awake to find yourself alive and well, Though now with a red lipstick mark on your face, and a note saying 'Your the first who ever requested something so sweet. See you tonight for more, Little one~!’