Talk:Redcap/@comment-5265280-20160924174127/@comment-27800590-20160925004002

I look at the malevolent little goblin. Since I've never really heard of monsters killing folk, and more than a few treat combat as a type of foreplay, I decide to try my luck and make a run for the door, hoping it would open.

I'm not that lucky, and as I try to shove it, it doesn't budge. As I'm pushing, hoping I can make it move, the girl's cleaver slams into the door right next to my head, making me freeze.

"That's just too bad. I was going to go easy on you." I feel a hand grab my pants and pull me back, throwing me onto my ass while she mounts me. "Now I'm just going to take my pleasure."

My pants are ripped off, my underwear following shortly after. I'm then raped into the stones.

After an indeterminate amount of time (I lost track somewhere between the third and fifth climaxes) I come to to find the girl still on top of me, with a dopey grin on her face.

"My husband." She mutters, snuggling into me. Did the girl I fought switch out at some point? Cause I'm sure this isn't the same one. I ask as much and she giggles.

"No, I'm just happy that we got to be together." Okay, I'm weirded out, but I guess at least I've got a nice, sweet girl to call my own now. Any thoughts of this transition being permanent are dashed the next day when she gets that glint back in her eyes and pounds me into our mattress. Then she's back to dopey little cuddlebug again. I guess things could be worse.