Disaster boiling delicious tofu

A lot of ecstasy was built up until a whole cumming party started with white liquid splashing everywhere. Eric felt his body moving. He was still numbed by sleepiness but the yearning, the heat inside his body wanted him to entirely wake up and experience whatever pleasure that befell his body.

Fuck, was he having a wet dream? But why did it feel so real? Was it his skill?

Why did a hot and seductive voice whisper his name over and over again into his ear? It sounded so wrong and good, Eric was stimulated as the rushed breathing of that person wetted his neck before it was bitten, sucked and kissed.

Red marks stretched around Eric's tender neck and he fully woke up only to find a lion preying on him that disguised itself as another animal! The supposed puppy was actually a moody cat! A big one on top of that to devour him!

"Nol!" panicked Eric tried to sit up but the stimulation of their private parts rubbed against each other, made Eric cum a few times, followed by Nol until Nol came to his senses. Then the lion turned puppy again and very aggrieved and reflecting sat next to Eric, snuggling against him.

"I'm sorry teacher, don't be mad, but you promised didn't you?"

"I-I did," fuck, Eric almost forgot this disaster!

"But I didn't tell you to do this to me without my consent!" although most of the sexual interactions were without consent...

Eric cursed himself for being a bad role model, not that he was a good one in the first place nor this whole story about his journey of being dicked down slowly but surely.

"I'm sorry teacher!" in a second, Nol made a 180-degree turn and bowed down to Eric on the bed, with his head on his crossed arms and tears spilling out of his eyes to seem more pitiful, he said, "I should've never done this to the teacher, please forgive me!"

Fuck, you're really a good actor huh, aren't you? Like I said, just give up on becoming an author and go start your successful actor career in the human world! You'd be instantly popular! But if Nol were ever to become an actor, he would be a very scandalous one, after all, he'd go around dicking his way- cough, wouldn't that rather be Fil?

Anyways, Eric didn't buy Nol's obvious fake act of being sorry. Why? Just look at this huge rising inside his pants! Did Eric need any more solid argument than this most eye-catching, eye tearing, eye thorny thorn one?

No, obviously not. This made everything clear! Nol's strategy was to lower Eric's guards and then befall him like a horny temptress ready to suck all of his life force out!

So, Eric didn't give in. Why would he? If only he had an anal death wish!

"Ok, if you're really sorry, you can leave now. We'll talk about it tomorrow," Eric was too tired to deal with Nol's bs and hoped the latter would leave him in peace.

"As an apology, I'll sleep next to the teacher and give you a good massage!"

Fuck! Off! What massage? You mean a massage with your dick down there? Huh? Is that what you mean? It's exactly what you mean! Don't think I'll fall for that! I know better than you creeping into my room in the middle of the night, trying to get a good entrance inside me and then sending me as a sacrifice to the devil's den of 6969!

A torture chamber in hell where the torture was being fucked every single second for every single day by good and strong devils who knew how to toy with you, tie you up and give a good hard pounding. It might sound great for some rotten and kinky people out there, but to be subject to this every day definitely wasn't!

"No, I don't need it, please just go sleep in your room."

"I will stay with teacher!"

Good. You have made me bring out my final super major main attack only the best of the best foes could ever bring out in me. You have activated my-

"I see. So Nol isn't a good student. I thought Nol was my most loyal and filial student. I'm not saying I'm disappointed but I thought yo-" card.

"Good night teacher! Don't hate me! Don't think I'm not a good boy! I am! I am! I really am!" whining and grabbing Eric's shirt, Nol rubbed his face against Eric's arm, before he bolted out.

"Phew dodged a fuckin bullet there," Eric fell back on his bed and started to laugh like a maniac. He knew he could count on his big brain plays. Fuck, wasn't he being a god right now? A demon god? He could control all these upper, high ranked demons like this! No, they weren't controlling Eric!

All of a sudden, a never existed before but hinted on, god complex started to well up in Eric, but also disappeared as quickly as it came as tiredness overcame Eric and he fell asleep with cum still all over his body and his trousers laying on the floor.

The next day, when Eric made this discovery, he came to a crucial decision. He had enough. He wasn't even safe in his own bedroom anymore. Although he wanted some good dicking, he didn't want it now and wanted to rest!

So what should he do to escape them? He had to hide from these lustful demons, giving him no slack!

And from this very enlightening moment on, Eric's head worked furiously. Where should he hide? How should he hide? How long should he hide? Eric knew if he was gone for too long, these lustful demons would turn the whole Demon World upside down! Eric finally realised the true power he held!

Over the Demon World! In a sense, he was the true hidden ruler! Ahahahaha! Eric felt like an evil mastermind. Maybe because he used to play a villain once. Even though it was pretty bad...

However, it was still only night and Eric swore to set his plan into motion tomorrow when he woke up refreshed and energetic. And not in the middle of the night where demons laid in wait to eat him alive. He shuddered just at the thought.

And so after a very refreshed night of not being disturbed, Eric quickly woke up in the morning and like a badly trained spy peeked around the corners of the hallways to see if no one was there to catch him and ruin his masterplan.

It seemed like everyone was still sleeping, despite demons not needing to sleep. Maybe it was them trying to adjust to Eric's schedule but they started to sleep when Eric did. Perfect. An evil grin spread on his face as he finally made it to the entrance of the mansion.

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"Van, what's wrong?" inside a majestic bedroom, Van sat deflated on his king-sized bed and was caught by Timo who walked in wanting to ask Van to accompany him outside.

"I heard that huma- I mean teacher is back," Van grumped and a stack of paper glided out of his hand as Timo sat next to him. Timo stared at the papers before bending down and picked them up for Van.

"You are having a writers' block again?"

Again? Van hated that word. Of course, he had it again! Writing comedy wasn't as easy as people think it was! Although Van knew that if it didn't come naturally to him but was a struggle, he should maybe give up. Especially after that fake human teacher of his hinted on how bad Van's comedy was and that it wasn't funny at all!

What wasn't funny about his story? It was the funniest in all of existence! Just the thought of it made Van boil in a pot of venomous anger wishing he could drown Eric in! But Van couldn't get angry with Timo, so he calmed himself down and like his usual blank and grumpy self just said, "Yeah."

"Should I help?" Timo had an innocent smile that was pure and naïve. It was fundamentally different from Lav's. Van disliked neither of them, he admired his older brother and cared about his best friend Timo. How could he ever compare them and choose between them?

But although Van appreciated Timo's help and care, Van had to be honest. Timo was even less funny than him! Timo was a literal dead fish when it came to humour! Not an ounce of it was coursing in his veins! But Van couldn't tell this to Timo, he wasn't like a certain scum teacher. Van was benevolent when he wanted to be and didn't feel the need to destroy other people's lives and passions!

"It's fine, I already have an idea," Van slightly smiled at Timo and his golden eyes shone with a hint of excitement which wouldn't be picked up by most people but Timo, who has been close to Van since they were children, obviously noticed it and his smile turned brighter.

Timo was always happy to see Van showing any emotions outside of his blank, annoyed and grim ones. And for Van being excited, Timo knew this was a good thing. This also meant Van had expectations and was quite happy, although expectations weren't always a good thing, at least Van was looking forward to something.

Timo didn't question Van any further as the latter finally took the courage to do what he was hesitating on. Regaining his source of comedic inspiration that has been running around and teleporting into other universes! Yes, Eric, his walking disaster for a comedic recipe of a human teacher, was his solution to get out of writer's block!