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Two Time was preparing for a round as they always did, dagger in hand, being cleaned while
two time hummed a tune they’d remembered from Long ago. From before they’d been ’forsakend’
but they dare not think of the tunes origin. However two time wasn’t worried.They were sure,
absolutely positive that the spawn would save them. And not just them, but all these poor damned
souls who had been forsakened.
In the midst of their thinking two time heard a knock at the door. They paused and put down the dagger,
people were quite weary of them when they held it. “Come in!” They answered, then Chance opened the
door with a smirk that told two time they weren’t here for a meaningless chat. “Yo… two time. I got a fun idea.”
Two time shifted in their seat slightly. They were a bit more acquainted with the gambler than others. Chance
rarely minded two times odd smile or ramblings about their religion. Two time considered chances words for a
moment, they’d seem some of chances ‘ideas’ the ideas themselves were often reckless, risky, and sometimes idiotic.
But two time was willing to hear, assuming they’d have minimal involvement. “Go ahead.” Two time said with their signature
smile. Chance walked over, plopping themselves down a comfortable distance from the cultist, fully prepared for their idea to
be immediately rejected. Everyone else had, first Elliot, then noob, even 007n7 declined! So two time was their last hope.
Or shedletsky. Or taph. But two time was easier to find right now. “Alright. So just hear me out on this please.” Two time
Nodded their head, wondering what the gambler would be doing to warrant such persuading. “So. I had found a cool… dress
In one of the closets in my cabin, and I think it’d fit you perfectly! Wouldn’t it be fun to wear it durin’ a round? Huh? Comon!”
Two time paused, they’d worn a dress before, a decently comfortable garment. But the gamblers tone said more then their
words. So two time decided to inquire more about said dress. “What kind of dress is it? If it’s too restrictive I’ll have to pass.”
Chance nodded, the dress was a wedding dress. A damn WEDDING dress. It was a bit restrictive at the waist but otherwise
It didn’t look to tight. Plus two time was all skin and bones, chance was sure that scrawny cultist could fit. “Well there might be
some pressure on the waist but other then that it’ll be a perfect fit!” Chance made sure to choose their words extra carefully this time.
Two time recognized the gamblers charming tone. But after a bit of consideration they supposed it was simply about the tightness
Of the waist. Two time sighed, the spawn certainly wouldn’t have anything against it and it wouldn’t interfere with their ability to
move. So they looked up at the gambler and nodded. “Alright, I’d be fine with a dress on I suppose.”
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Oh spawn. Oh no. Absolutely not. Two time looked down at the dress, lay flat? It didn’t look terribly big, but on them? This was a wedding dress! Chance had failed to mention that part! Two time paused. A timer for 20 seconds appeared above their head. A round was about to start. Two time could not go out looking like this! Chance had already been long gone, likely aware of the fact two time
would decline once they actually put it on… that gambler… the dress itself wasn’t terrible, and chance had not lied about the
comfortability… plus they only have 15 more seconds to undress then dress into their normal clothes … so they simply looked themselves in the mirror one last time with a bitter expression. The dress was silk and not too long. Still pretty long though. There was a veil they untimely decided to put on and the waist was tight but not too much, there was also a big bow on the back. The top cupped onto two times chest quite a bit. Not that they minded, they were quite confident in their gender identity, sure it felt odd a but to wear a dress, maybe slightly uncomfortable and worrying. But everyone there knew who they were. Knew two time was neither man nor woman. 3… two time took in a deep breath. 2… who was going to be the killer anyways? 1… they felt themselves hit a grassy ground, the round had begun.
Two time looked around, praying to the spawn no one would see them like this. They started walking, hoping to find a good place on the edge of the map to place their spawn and hide. “Surely no one will need me this round…” the cultist eventually found a good spot behind a tree and stabbed at the ground, the spawn symbol promptly glowing on the same spot. A smile remained on two times face. Two people had already died. How odd. As cultist stood pondering they started to hear faint foot steps… loud ones. They brushed it off and started to back up. thump… two time froze, their smile faltering for just a second. They felt a muscular tall body behind them and ragged breathing. Before two time could turn around a voice confirmed their suspicions.
“AZURE! What are you doing just staring at them!? Dress or not they killed you in cold blood-“ when two time turned around they stumbled back, the shock of seeing their past lover still alive setting in. And while two time was dressed in such manner? Seriously? The smaller cultist started shaking, a smile still on their face. Looking up they saw a hat yelling muffled curses and demands with a tentacle wrapped around it. And their lovers face. Two time almost broke down right there, feelings of pain, yearning and sadness colliding all at once. Azure just looked down at two time, eyes taking in the sight. Then he started walking off, leaving two time shaking with a broken smile on the ground. They curled up next to their dagger that had fallen to the ground, the occasional tear slipping down their face. What two time didn’t see was the survivors quickly dying. 5 left, 4 left, then 3, then finally 2. The timer was at an astonishing 5 minutes. Only at two did two time look up from their lap and see azure had massacred their fellow survivors. The again they heard it. Loud footsteps. As if on cue two time felt something grab their waist and pull them, they landed in front of azure on their knees. Too afraid to look up.
azure grabbed his past lovers chin and forced them to look up, their face as nervous yet beautiful as the day they met. The vail that hung over the back of their head a sad reminder of what their relationship could have become. The thought brought a bitter scowl to azure face, unintentionally scaring the cultist further. “A-azure… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry..” tears started falling down their face Two time had long known their partner had lost the ability to speak, however that didn’t make moments like this any less uncanny, they had always loved Azures voice and longed to hear it. But they knew it wasn’t possible. Azure had long thrown the hat, his mind more clear. He hugged two time closer, despite feeling anger still, despite still not forgiving his ex lover, he still loved them. Two time clung to azure tightly, as if he’d disappear or change his mind at any moment. Then without warning two time leaned up and kissed azure, lightly, softly. The way they would before all this. It drove azure more crazy, he leaned into it more, grabbing the back of two times head and shoving his tongue in their mouth. A bit rougher than he would’ve been in the past, his feelings of love and lust powered by anger. Two time whined a bit into the kiss, pressing themselves against Azure who responds with a groan.
Azure grabbed at the back of the dress, irking to take it off but waiting for their consent. Two time responds with a lust filled tone “yes.. dear spawn please…” that’s all it takes and azure immediately picks up two time by his thighs and slams him against a wall. Two time responds with another whine, looking at azure with half lidded eyes filled with lust. Azure painfully slowly takes off the dress two time was wearing, admiring how two time shivered at the sudden bite of the cold air, Azure ended up leaving on the veil that draped over the back of two times head. But realizing they’d already waisted a minute azure decides to stop waisting time. He brings a finger up to two times already leaking cunt slowly easing a finger in. Two time hissed slightly at being so suddenly stretched out, they hadn’t done this in quite awhile not since… two time’s train of thought got cut short as they let out a moan from Azure curling his finger and hitting two time’s prostate. He’d still remembered where it is. Azure could never forget anything about the lover they’d cherished so dearly once. Two time’s fingers dug into Azures shoulders, a hazy smile plastered on their face.
azure pulls his finger in and out faster and faster, usually he’d be more gentle and take his time enjoying the sight of two times pleasure being drawn out. But right now, they had limited time. So azure started stretching fast and hard, two time letting out gasps and moans, still clinging to Azures arm. After a bit Azure felt that two time was stretched enough, he almost wanted to give the climax that two time was so close to, and if this were back then? He definitely would’ve. But now? Two time could just deal with it. Azure slowly pulled out his finger casing two time to promptly whine at the loss of contact. Azure licked his finger clean then started adjusting himself. A tentacle pulled down his pants and as two time looked down they almost gasped. Another… tentacle… but… this one was big… was Azure always this size?! Two time’s thoughts were once again interrupted by feeling something poke at their entrance. Two time let out a small moan as Azure slowly pushed in, it went in insanely easy due to two time’s earlier prepping and the fact that Azure’s tentacles were slightly slimy, leaving and odd feeling between the cultist’s legs.
Azure started moving slow, he spent less time on prepping just so he could go slow now. But this drove two time more crazy then they already were. “Ngh… A-azure… I know I have no… hmmm… n-no right to ask… but I beg… please go fucking faster- uh!” At hearing two time curse Azure started speeding up more then he intended. Just the notion that Azure could make two time say things they normally wouldn’t, that he could make them do things they usually wouldn’t, it got him hard. Azure started speeding up, chasing a quick release as they started running out of time. He angled himself to start directly hitting two times prostate, earning the walls of two times pussy clenching harder and two time moaning louder. Azure’s hands griped two times thighs as sweat dripped down his face, two time griping his shoulders. He impulsively went in for a kiss, even with the difficulty of his mouth being zipped, they started a slightly heated make out. Azure soon felt his climax, looking up at two time to silently ask if he could finish inside. “Yesyesyes please!” Two time cried out, already hitting their climax, cum pouring onto Azures dick. Azure soon buried himself deep into two time and released his seed into them, managing out a muffled groan. They sat there for a bit, panting slightly, Azure’s dick still pulsing in two time. Only pulling out when two time started whining from overstimulation.
3… azure grabbed two times head, exposing their neck. 2… azure managed to unzip his mouth two time’s surprise, he immediately went for their neck, biting down hard and leaving a mark. 1… two time fell onto the hardwood floor of their cabin, dress off, back to their normal clothes. Two time walked over to their bed, plopped down, and tossed and turned. They hadn’t had sex since they had killed azure. But now maybe they should wear that dress more often…