Expendable
Wrote this li'l piece for my lovely pet, FA: cenotaph <3
Feedback is welcome!
A terrified squeal filled the air, as a little cat was plucked out of a small plastic package. Two enormous fingers held the feline, testily squeezing at its waist. "Yes.. You'll do nicely." Came a deep voice. Its owner was a monochromatic bat; none other than Ceno. The bat was laying on a couch, with his feet against one of the couch's arms. The Cheshire bat brought the cat up to his grinning muzzle and licked his lips. "I've heard cats are tasty, but I've never tried one. Now is as good a time as any, right?" He chuckled darkly, raising the cat far above his head. From inside of a brightly colored package, a handful of micros were squirming and crawling over each other, each one attempting to escape the 'Assorted Micros' package. Now that it was opened, the little creatures could possibly escape, if they were lucky enough! Speaking of lucky, a rabbit managed to latch onto the flimsy rim of the packaging, with the help of some others. He tugged at the rim, scrambled over, and fell right out! He ended up acquiring a nasty bruise on his elbow, but was otherwise fine. He staggered up to his feet, and cast a hasty glance back at the bag. The others were counting on him. "Shit.. I.. I can't go back. If I stay longer, I'll just get caught.." He murmured under his breath. "Caught, just like that cat.." While the micro was deciding what to do, Ceno let go of the cat, letting the little feline plummet down into his waiting mouth. The bat didn't play with his food; this time, he swallowed whole, damning the cat to his belly. "Oh fuck, fuck.. No, fuck this.." The rabbit exclaimed. Instead of assisting his fellow micros, he turned and darted across the table. He slid along the glass surface, and hopped down to the floor. Due to his powerful legs, he was able to resist the short fall from the low table. He landed in a crouched position, and remained that way, hoping that the large bat hadn't noticed his escape. Ceno traced the lump as it passed down along his throat. A pleased groan escaped the bat, and another wicked grin spread across his lips. "Mm.. Now, who's next?" He practically purred out, as he reached for the package. The screams of his kind filled the rabbit's ears, making him feel all the more guilty. He didn't know what would happen to them, and didn't want to find out either. The grim realization that the bat would be too busy murdering the other micros to notice him slip away, dawned on him. With a guilty heart, he began to sneak off in the direction opposite to Ceno. Yelp after yelp, and shriek after shriek, the bag of micros
slowly diminished. Where there were once twenty, there were now seven; the rest had been dropped right into Ceno's mouth. Some were chewed into a chunky pulp, while others were swallowed whole. Others still, were sucked so hard that limbs were torn right off. Ceno licked at his lips, identical trails of blood running down either corner of his mouth, much to the further revulsion of the terrified seven. They sat in the bottom of the package, unable to do anything but wait for their death to come in, the form of a black and white bat. "I know -just- what to do with the rest of you!" The winged mammal exclaimed, still grinning sadistically. "Here, lemme just.." Ceno murmured, as he dumped the remaining micros in his hand. He positioned two on the arm of the couch he was laying on, then swiftly pinned them each with a large white foot. He curled his fingers around the other five, keeping the traumatized creatures in place. With his free hand, he hooked a claw onto the rim of his baggy white pants, and jerkily slid them down to his thighs. This exposed the bat's impressive length, which was already fully erect and stiff. Ceno's striped member throbbed in anticipation, as he cupped his hand around his shaft, smothering the micros against his length. Slowly, he began to pump his hand along his moist length. The preseed secreted earlier was a grand help, for it allowed him to continue the smooth motions nonstop. While the micros against Ceno's length were steadily rubbed raw, the two beneath his feet didn't fare any better. They were squeezed, pressed, smothered, and almost crushed to death! Just about the only positive thing about their situation, was that at least the bat's feet didn't smell too bad. They carried a light natural scent to them, which was to be expected. They were feet, after all. "Nngh.. That's it.." Ceno hissed out, from behind blood-stained fangs. His pumps increased in frequency and pressure, until his hand was a steady blur. Pre oozed and dribbled out of his slit, and ended up getting into the raw flesh of the micros, stinging viciously. As if to provide further stimulation, the bat slid his micro-occupied hand to his tip, and cupped it around. He steadily thrusted into his hand, crushing a couple of his victims with his tip, producing a series of wet snaps and cracks, as they were mashed up into a paste. This same paste ended up mixing with his sticky pre, and right into the fur and bloody flesh of the surviving micros. The bat arched his back and slammed his feet against the firm arm of the couch, producing two more pops. Blood ran along his sole and down to his heel, where it dripped down onto the beige couch cushions. Where there was once a jackal and a dragon, there was now a pair of tattered pelts. Ceno abruptly yanked his hand off of his shaft, holding it a couple of inches away from his throbbing tip. He twisted his feet against the couch once more, then finally reached his climax. Ropes upon ropes of sticky white seed shot into his cupped hand, coating the bloody remains of the micros. The bat hissed through his blood soaked fangs, and squeezed his hand shut, using all of his might to crush the surviving creatures into a sticky
white and red mess, which oozed out from in between his fingers. The bat's orgasm lasted for another second or two, before he was finally empty. Just as he was finally relaxing after his session of fun, the door to his room was opened! A short purple and white bat made his way in, staring down at his phone as he spoke in that quiet tone of his. "Ceno, have you seen the micros I left on the co-" The other bat paused mid sentence, and stared in disbelief at Ceno. The monochrome bat, however, only smirked and stuck his bloody tongue out. "Afternoon, Master. Oh, I definitely saw 'em." He snickered out, shifting into a sitting position. He still didn't cover his member, which was just beginning to settle down from its earlier activity. Ceno yawned and stretched, pulling his feet off of the armrest. Part of the micros he crushed there ended up sticking to his foot. The bat rubbed his foot against the couch, smearing the remains off of his feet, with an indignant little "Ew." "Those were expensive, damnit. They weren't cheap walmart-micros, those were imported! I can't believe y-" Nox stopped once more, and perked one of his large ears up. He lifted one of his feet up, and made a disgusted face. "Is that.. A rabbit..?" "Oh, so that's where he went."