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Sweet Apocalypse (Cauldron Kill Series)
“The taste in his mouth made his tongue sticky and dry
While he constantly wiped yellow puss from the eye,
“The other long ago had already lost its sight
As something inside the hollowed socket buzzed around day and night,
“Every time his blistered tongue scraped across a tooth
A piece dislodged from his bloody gums and dangled loose,
“Until a pile of broken pieces rested on the floor of his mouth
Some he accidently swallowed while others he attempted to spit out,
“But his saliva was sweet and strangely thick
Along with an object lodged within his anus that prevented him to shit,
“Reaching around he violated himself to pull a honeycombed item free
Every time the honeycomb painfully reformed causing discomfort and misery,
“The buzzing’s fluctuation caused a vertigo that drove him mad
That was amplified from a sharp sting violently penetrating his yellow-molded ass,
“His chest instantly swelled as an object crawled out of his throat
Causing mucus to drip from the nose while he continued to choke,
“An oversized albino larvae slid from his mouth and fell onto the floor
The insane horror awakened his mind as he stumbled towards the nearest door,
“But an opened pollen covered window instantly made him stop
That sent him into an incomprehensible shock,
“Hybrid humanoid creatures swarmed the skies in uncountable number
The buzzing was so loud it shattered weak infrastructure and roared like thunder,
“From black portals the creatures stormed continuously in
Sending millions upon millions to an sweet apocalyptic end,
“Continent size honeycombed castles floated in the sky that defied gravity
Sweet death prisons for the unfortunate transported to the hexagon shaped monstrosities,
“Many were transformed into sweet fungi or received a forced impregnated fate
Few survived while others were torn apart who attempted to escape,
“A buzzing sound in his head said ‘this is something this breeder don’t need’
As the creature savagely ripped away both legs at the knees,
“The prisoner thought ‘we opened the gate for personal power to soon
That enslaved our race to a parasitic doom’.
While he constantly wiped yellow puss from the eye,
“The other long ago had already lost its sight
As something inside the hollowed socket buzzed around day and night,
“Every time his blistered tongue scraped across a tooth
A piece dislodged from his bloody gums and dangled loose,
“Until a pile of broken pieces rested on the floor of his mouth
Some he accidently swallowed while others he attempted to spit out,
“But his saliva was sweet and strangely thick
Along with an object lodged within his anus that prevented him to shit,
“Reaching around he violated himself to pull a honeycombed item free
Every time the honeycomb painfully reformed causing discomfort and misery,
“The buzzing’s fluctuation caused a vertigo that drove him mad
That was amplified from a sharp sting violently penetrating his yellow-molded ass,
“His chest instantly swelled as an object crawled out of his throat
Causing mucus to drip from the nose while he continued to choke,
“An oversized albino larvae slid from his mouth and fell onto the floor
The insane horror awakened his mind as he stumbled towards the nearest door,
“But an opened pollen covered window instantly made him stop
That sent him into an incomprehensible shock,
“Hybrid humanoid creatures swarmed the skies in uncountable number
The buzzing was so loud it shattered weak infrastructure and roared like thunder,
“From black portals the creatures stormed continuously in
Sending millions upon millions to an sweet apocalyptic end,
“Continent size honeycombed castles floated in the sky that defied gravity
Sweet death prisons for the unfortunate transported to the hexagon shaped monstrosities,
“Many were transformed into sweet fungi or received a forced impregnated fate
Few survived while others were torn apart who attempted to escape,
“A buzzing sound in his head said ‘this is something this breeder don’t need’
As the creature savagely ripped away both legs at the knees,
“The prisoner thought ‘we opened the gate for personal power to soon
That enslaved our race to a parasitic doom’.
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