A Baby for the Beast

“All my life, I have never been touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste” – Ava Goodchild

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Prologue

“Spread your legs, little Ava. Open it and let me devour you.”

I trembled at his tone of words used, with my hands clenched around my garment tightly.

His voice sounded like sin itself and his eyes held a lustful gaze, darkened with desire.

“P-Please, we don’t have to use this way.” I said.

“A-An insemination would w-work quite fine—”

A pissed growl configured the entire room. He pounced towards me, clearing everything in his way.

My eyes wandered to his fur springing out of his shoulders. I swallowed a gulp, in anxiousness.

“Do it or my guards would do it for you. You do not want to test a beast!!”

He growled powerfully. With his aura, holding a dangerous presence.

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The first thing I laid my eyes on when I woke up, was an old chest. Brownish, with strikes of rusted gold engraved on its body.

The room seemed like a small cubicle. With multiple engravings and paintings on the wall. It held a mysterious and ancient impression.

I stood, up rubbing the back of my forehead softly.

“Where am I?”

Those words, I asked myself. In the dimly lit room, I had a hard time seeing clearly.

Suddenly, a door creaked open.

Just at the entrance of the door lied a large shadow.

Since it was dark, I was really having a hard time seeing who it was.

“I see you’re awake, little Ava.”

Bulky steps begun to pound towards me.

It was like I was a prey being predated on.

“W-Who are you? A-And, w-where am I?”

I stammered, my voice breaking at each sentence.

Hands unexpectedly wrapped around my waist, drawing me closer.

My thighs clenched and I felt a little wet, just in between my legs. Something hard connected to me, giving me a totally weird feeling that left me confused.

“You seem to not remember anything.” His rough and husky tone constructed.

“N-not in d-detail. A l-little reminder might h-help please,”

Still in his arms, a timorous feeling occupied me.

“As my breeder, we’ll be christening every part of this castle, little one”

My eyes widened, in shock.

“W-what??”

My head recalled some scenes immediately. Memory begun to jeer from the previous day. . .

*Flashback*

“Ladies and gentlemen, as you all know, once in every 200 years, a virgin outcast is sacrificed to the beast.”

The speaker’s voice boomed through our community.

He was a male with a clownish expression. Dressed elegantly in one of the finest robes our village had to offer.

My eyes searched through the crowd, looking towards Moses. I looked up to him because he didn’t treat me like a weirdo like most of the villagers around.

I wondered what ran through his mind.

To escape the selection, we planned on running away today. I mean it had been announced that it was the next day.

But it seemed like they played on our intelligence. It was today.

And in a way, we were damned.

“Lily, Tabitha, Rose…Enchantress…” Various names of girls who were marked out as being weird were listed out.

I knew this worked in different ways.

In our village, girls with eccentric opinion were marked out as witches.

Anomaly.