The Deadly Chocolate Cereal

The sound of sirens was echoing in front of Mr Reach's establishment. Multiple emergency vehicles were parked outside accompanied by a throng of inquisitive people with built-up commotion.

"What happened here?"

"I don't know."

"From the looks of it, it seems like something bad happened to the Reach's young daughter."

"What? Did she catch a stroke?"

"I don't think that it is a stroke. Why is she smiling like that? No human that I've heard of who caught a stroke should be smiling like that. And when did she get pregnant so suddenly? Just this morning her tummy was flat as a plastic model."

While the surrounding crowd was forming a mountain of speculation to deduce the real cause of Unripen Anna's bizarre condition, the paramedics were carrying out her lustful corpse on a stretcher, her family members were beside her every step of the way. Mr Reach was tightly holding his daughter's cold hand as he asked-

"Anna, tell me what kind of a sick son of a bitch did this to you?!"

"What happened to you, Sweetheart?" A marathon of tears was running out of Margaret's leaking eyes.

Seeing her family's torment, Anna tried her best to reprieve her blissful pleasures. She was able to curb it for a moment when she uttered the words, "Big AL."

"Huh?" This shocking information stunned Mr Reach to his knees. He had once given a sweaty naked beast a ride into town and its name was also… Big AL!

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The Acolyte of Lust landed on a thick pole which was slightly bent over a tall building top further in town. From there it could see all of the nightly activities that were taking place below. It perceived myriads of people traipsing about; some doing late Christmas shopping and others adjusting their Christmas décor. The street was busy with lots of enticing females who spurred Big AL's sexual appetite. Sadly, he couldn't locate any Ripen Virgins among them with his inhumane Pleasure Tongue Radar. He had it whipped out extensively, tasting the Auras which were emanating from potential candidates.

Seeing that nothing clicked with his Pleasure Tongue Radar, Big AL leapt off the thick pole; descended to the ground. Stepping out of the narrow alley that he fell into, Big AL blended into the present crowd.

"Mother must be starving by now. I better hurry and acquire the remaining Sacred Fruits of Virginity before the dawn arises." Big AL looked at a digital clock which was immaculately designed on a near building that sold a variety of wares. Only five hours were remaining until midnight. While walking among so many beauties of the opposite sex, he continued to scan his surroundings but still couldn't locate any Ripen Females. Minutes passed, he sighed.

"Ahh… why are Ripen Virgins so scanty at this time of year? Did every one of them get their cherry popped for this special occasion?" while pondering this humorous thought, Big AL noticed a Ripe Beauty of a dark complexion near a supermarket, struggling with her grocery bags.

"Oh shoot. Why did they have to fall right here when I am so close to my car?" The Ripe Beauty started picking up her items which were spread out on the snowy pavement. While she was doing this, she noticed a sudden shadow cast over her. She turned around to find out what sort of monstrosity was giving her added shade to the night. What her alluring auburn eyes discovered was a chubby little boy, donned in an overgrown Santa Claus uniform.

"Huh, where did a cute little Santa like you come from?"

The portly boy snorted then answered cheerfully, "I came all the way from the North Pole, riding my sledge through a thousand brilliant stars. Mind if I help you with your bags, pretty miss?"

The Ripen Beauty smiled. "Well, if it's a request from Santa, I don't see why not."

"Sweet!" The chubby boy helped the lady pick up her remaining items then voluntarily carried some of her grocery bags to a nearby parking lot that hosted her vehicle.

While walking toward her car, the Ripe Beauty glanced back at the chubby boy and asked, "So what are you doing so far away from home, little Santa? Are your parents aware of your whereabouts?"

The portly boy draped his loose pants over his large belly then answered, "Please call me, Small AL. As for my parents, they have no idea that I've left the North Pole and am currently roaming about helping beautiful ladies with their grocery bags."

The Ripe Female slightly portrayed a blush then said, "You snuck out? Now that's not a very nice thing for Santa to be doing on the night before Christmas. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate your help but being naughty and not notifying your parents of your whereabouts, don't you think that they'll be very worried, moreover, upset when they find out that you've snuck out? Not to mention that it is very dangerous for you to be all alone out here at this time of night."

Small AL retorted, "But I'm not alone. A Chocolate Goddess is walking by my side."

The Ripe Beauty opened the trunk of her car. "You are a real sweet talker aren't you?"

Small AL placed the grocery bags inside the trunk. "My mother taught me to always be charming around pretty ladies."

The Ripe Beauty closed her car trunk. "Well, your mother should have also told you that most of the time the prettiest of fruits can be the most poisonous."

Small AL snorted. "Fhm, I'm well aware of that but, I possess a supernatural ability that allows me to seek out the fruits that are just ripe for the picking and is free of poison."

"Is that so? The Ripe Beauty glanced back at the boy suspiciously. "You are one strange kid you know that? Where do you live, Small AL? Probably I can give you a lift home." She opened her car door invitingly.

"Achoo!" Small AL sneezed. Later, he wiped the snot from his nose using his bare hand. "My home is located fifty meters just right after you pass, Germain Street."

"What a coincidence. I live just near there. Here." She gave him a piece of tissue. "Get in, I'll take you home before something bad happens to you."

"Sweet! The night was getting boring anyway. I wonder if I can sneak back inside without being noticed." Small AL rushed into the Ripe Beauty's car. Unlike Mr Reach's truck, her tires didn't suffer much pressure because of the Acolyte of Lust's current miniature appearance.

The Ripe Beauty pulled out her scarlet Sedan from the parking lot where she then directed it to the main street. As she drove her vehicle, snow parted underneath while snow fell from above. Their combined efforts caused frost to appear across her windscreen. She turned on her windscreen wipers to clear away the clouded snow; enabling her to have a clearer view of the road.

Small AL who sat beside her in the driver's seat turned to her and asked, "Miss, I haven't caught your name."

"Oh, you can call me Killsy."

"Killsy? As in a serial killer?" Small AL was curious about the girl's name. At the same time, his curiosity… well, let's just say that…

Screech!

The Ripe Beauty abruptly turned her car into a dark abandoned street. A place where not so many people trod into the dead of night. What could have been the nature of her action? Don't tell me that she's actually a…

"Cough! Cough!" Small AL moved his smashed-out head away from the dashboard. "What the hell was that for, woman? Did you have a spasm or something?"

The Ripe Beauty's face was sunk deep into the Airbag that came out of her steering wheel due to the sudden impact. "Awe!" she straightened her nose. As she did this, Killsy looked outside of her window.

"A deer just ran into the street all of a sudden… there it is over there." Killsy pointed at a long-horned uninjured deer that was vanishing its presence into some tall bushes.

Small AL poked his head over the Ripe Beauty's shoulders to get a closer look. "Was it Rudolph? I don't see any red light."

"No, it isn't Ru… huh?!!" Killsy just now realized the deformity in Small AL's face. It was dripping with creamy substances that gave off a succulent aroma, not common for a bashed-in human head.

"What in Christ's name are you?!!" Killsy's fear forced her to involuntarily pushed Small AL's face away. She hurriedly hopped out of the vehicle as if she just had an encounter with a ghost. Her hands covered with chocolate cream left slick handprints across the asphalted road.

Small AL fixed his face back together before crawling out of the vehicle like some eerie creep. "Miss, where are you going? Don't you know that it is rude to stick your hands into someone else's face then just upped and run away?"

"Y-you monster! Stay away from me!" Killsy's trepidation had paralyzed her legs, the only thing she could do was crawl away while calling for help. "Somebody help! There is a monster chasing after me!!" she called and called but no one responded. Her frail voice created ripples of echoes that faded within the innocuous night.

Small AL grabbed Killsy's trembling legs. He began corroding her with his sweetness, and bubbles of cream started abducting her sleek thighs. "Don't you know it is also rude to call a cute little boy like me a monster?"

Killsy tried to resist his corrosion. "You're no kid! No human could ever look this hideous! And what is it that you are doing to me?!"

Small AL responded, "So only humans alone have the privilege of being called cute? How selfish, I have you know that my mother is the sexiest, most beautiful creature in existence and she's no human!"

"No don't!" Small AL parted Killsy's frightened legs. Without any form of delay, he began crawling his long tongue up her juicy chocolate thigh. As his extensive tongue came into contact with Killsy's sleek flesh, she was instantaneously bewitched by his sexual prowess.

"Mah! It feels so good! I never knew that area could be stimulated to this extent. My loins feel like it is on fire… OMG, I'm melting!"

Small AL licked Killsy's Ripen va-jay-jay like a puppy when sipping milk from a bowl. Her va-jay-jay reacted to his every touch; getting wetter and creamier. Small AL's tongue made her moan pleasingly until tears began to fall from her overjoyed eyes. He halted his motion then drank her blissful expressions. However, she needed more. "What are you doing? Don't stop! Please! Make me orgasm some more!"

"Mu-fu-fu!" The Ripen Beauty forced Small AL's head deep between her steamy thighs! "Ahh! Yes like that!" Killsy's moans made the surrounding feminine insects go wild with jealousy. They were thinking, "I wish that I was that human, then I could get my cherry savoured pleasingly."

"Ahhhh! Harder!" Killsy's tongue dropped out of her head as she continued her deafening moans.