Monsters
#1 of Monster
1 in 6 boys are sexually assaulted before age 18. 3/4ths of all sexual assaults are perpetrated by someone known to the victim.
Daniel knew monsters existed; one was visiting him right now. The little rabbit boy, half a decade old, knew it was coming for him. The monster came after his mommy tucked him in after his bath, promising to be back in two days.
The creaking of the floor told him the monster was in his room. Eyelids shut tightly over milky eyes reflexively out of fear, the eyes had never seen anything ever. But his long ears swiveled, trying to discern if the monster approached or had left the room.
"If you tell anyone Daniel." The husky voice threatened "No one will believe you." Daniel responded by hugging his pillow tighter, trying to ignore the sickly smell of cabbage, the monster always stank of it. This was not the first time Daniel had met the monster. His mommy made him stay at the monster's place when she went to work.
Mommy said "It's good to have a male influence in your life." And "You need to learn how to be a big boy, no more diapers." And at first, it had been fine; he learned to use the big boy potty by himself.
But then the monster did the bad thing. Mommy told him about bad touches but when he told Mommy, the monster said with a laugh "Oh it's potty training. Since he can't see where his penis is pointing, I have to help him aim in the pot when he sits down."
Daniel felt the covers being pulled off him; he knew what was coming next. He hated what came next, and he hated the fact he liked it. Hated the fact his thingy made his jammies tight.
Paws larger then his hips grabbed his waist and rolled him on to his back. Daniel didn't fight, he knew fighting just made it last longer. Clutching his pillow to his chest, he whimpered as his thingy was toyed with through his jammies.
With a yank, the pillow was taken from him; Daniel knew trying to cover the zipper would be pointless, the monster told him every time he didn't do as he was told, the monster would hurt his mommy.
The slow zip of the zipper was torture for the bunny boy as he felt the zipper move from his neck to his ankle. The monster peeled open the pajamas, the cold air causing Daniel to shiver, like most anthros, underwear didn't fit right for those with tails and sheaths. The bunny stayed limp as his jammies were removed from his body, fighting only made it hurt more.
Arms forced above his head, the young rabbit felt the cold metal cinch around his wrist with a ratchet, and his other wrist soon joined it as he was handcuffed to the head board.
The tap on his chin told him to open his mouth, if he didn't, the monster would pinch Daniel's nose closed until he did.
The child tasted the sour metal as the ring was slid into his mouth and strapped to his head. With a tug on the ring from the monster, the poor child started to drool uncontrollably.
Warm paws cupped Daniel's buttocks, kneading them as he felt hot, wet warmth on his thingy. It felt nice, it felt good, and it felt dirty. With loud slurps, Daniel heard the monster eat him; spongy tongue licking his privates, why it feels so good was beyond him!
The wet warmth moved, his sack was engulfed in it, his thingy now chilly, the difference in sensations hurt but oddly, in a good way! The warmth alternated his sack and his thingy, until, with a thrust of his hips, Daniel felt the Feeling. It was like a hot warmth flooded his body and the good feeling washed over him.
As always, after the feeling, he felt sleepy and sweaty, like he had run all day. As always, the monster didn't stop. The rabbit lost count the number of times he had the Feeling, all he knew was, when the monster stopped, his fur was soaked in sweat, he was exhausted and his thingy was sore.
Normally, the monster stopped and let the boy sleep. However, the zip of a zipper evoked a prescient fear, for now it was the monster's turn to have the Feeling.