Natalie Lancer could still hardly believe it. She was married, today was her wedding day, or more specifically it was her wedding night. She had just arrived at the hotel with her new husband....and what an unusual husband he was.
She could still remember the first time they had met...she had just been in the basement of the local library, looking through a few old books until one in particular had caught her eye, covered in dust. She had blown on it, dusted it down, opened it....what happened next was something of a blur. A flurry of colours, rapid movement, the sound of tearing clothes and then a mixture of terror and absolute bliss. The next thing Natalie remembered completely clearly was being completely alone and laying on the library floor, panting heavily. Her clothes were in shreds, she, the floor and the shelves had all been covered in impossibly thick liquid leaving nothing of her visible and yet more of it had been pouring out of her for hours to come. Yet the more she dwelled on it....the more she realised she had loved every second of it. Somehow in that flood of what she assumed was cum she had managed to find the book again, absconding with it into the night.
Over the next few months she had found herself opening the book on increasingly regular intervals, every time somehow better than the last, though her mysterious 'attacker' always vanished....well, up until a few months ago anyway. One time the creature hadn't vanished....it had stayed...it had actually spoken to her! That was perhaps where their 'romance' had really gotten moving. Somehow it had disguised itself as a human, merged into society without being noticed....and now here they were, Natalie found herself married! Married to the unearthly god monster that had raped her over and over since the first time they had met....and she couldn't be happier!
"Well, aren't you going to carry me over the threshold?" Natalie looked back to her husband and smirked, folding her arms in her wedding dress, intentionally pushing her already very visible cleavage upwards and outwards towards him. God how she loved to tease him...to drive him so far that he lost himself into a literal frenzy. "I'm waaaaaaiting" She leaned forwards slightly, giving him even more of a view down her wedding dress.
She could still remember the first time they had met...she had just been in the basement of the local library, looking through a few old books until one in particular had caught her eye, covered in dust. She had blown on it, dusted it down, opened it....what happened next was something of a blur. A flurry of colours, rapid movement, the sound of tearing clothes and then a mixture of terror and absolute bliss. The next thing Natalie remembered completely clearly was being completely alone and laying on the library floor, panting heavily. Her clothes were in shreds, she, the floor and the shelves had all been covered in impossibly thick liquid leaving nothing of her visible and yet more of it had been pouring out of her for hours to come. Yet the more she dwelled on it....the more she realised she had loved every second of it. Somehow in that flood of what she assumed was cum she had managed to find the book again, absconding with it into the night.
Over the next few months she had found herself opening the book on increasingly regular intervals, every time somehow better than the last, though her mysterious 'attacker' always vanished....well, up until a few months ago anyway. One time the creature hadn't vanished....it had stayed...it had actually spoken to her! That was perhaps where their 'romance' had really gotten moving. Somehow it had disguised itself as a human, merged into society without being noticed....and now here they were, Natalie found herself married! Married to the unearthly god monster that had raped her over and over since the first time they had met....and she couldn't be happier!
"Well, aren't you going to carry me over the threshold?" Natalie looked back to her husband and smirked, folding her arms in her wedding dress, intentionally pushing her already very visible cleavage upwards and outwards towards him. God how she loved to tease him...to drive him so far that he lost himself into a literal frenzy. "I'm waaaaaaiting" She leaned forwards slightly, giving him even more of a view down her wedding dress.