#moby x reader

Now that Moby is looking at you. You definitely look like one of the idols that he likes. Specifically, his bias.

Is that why whenever you ask him for favors, he goes out of his way to try and fulfill it? Just to see you smile and hold one his slimy tentacles, blessing him with a smile that made his heart thump. The one that he uses to relieve himself when his work ends-

Ehem.

He knows that's its wrong, but then again, even Hyde has a fair share of tainting a few college girls here and there, what's so wrong with tainting one? You're so innocent when he's sure plenty of the ghouls and even some teachers had already dreamt of bedding you.

You looked at your grade at skills class, the one where you have to use a artifact for fighting and see a big fat F on your report card. You wince at the grade, drooping a bit. You like Professor Moby but not to the extent you wanted to repeat a grade. It didn't seem like he hated you to give this grade so why? When you try to look upon the modules you did cause you were a special case, none of it was graded lesser than a B -.

You huffed, determined to get to the bottom of this, and rushed to the faculty room, looking at your watch; you had roughly 30 minutes left before the professors all leave.

So, when you've reached, knocking on the door gently and opening it. "Hello?" you called out, you noticed the little dark gray head pop out of one of the cubicles; you assume are teachers tables. Perfect! Atleast he's there

"Professor Moby" You jogged towards him, already used to going inside the teacher's lounge. Moby's digital eyes seemed to light up, as he stays there waiting for the pretty thing such as yourself to come. "What do i owe a pretty girl like you to come here?" he cooed, his tentacle giving you a headpat.

You huff and shoved the report card on his face. "Professor! I'm confused!" you said, grabbing your bag just to show him your graded test papers, activities all have good grades. "How can I fail if all of it has perfect grades?" you complained, glaring at him. You didn't mean to but you thought you got along with him perfectly well.

"Oh Honor roll…" he sighs as he opens his computer. He prepared for this. He wanted to push you to the brink where you'd start acting desperate to get an A+.

Managing to plagiarize a new rule of Darkwick, he showed you the guide book for students. "It actually depends on how committed the student is" he added in a singsong voice, turning his rolling chair to the side. "You seemed to enjoy being given easy tasks that. Not once did i hear that you wanted to try to look for artifacts to help you with training"

Your eyes widened, "What?" your heart dropped, what does he mean? you were sure he said that he didn't mind. "But you said!" He placed a tentacle on your lip. Shushing your futile attempt to back yourself. "I said, it was okay, but you never even pushed through" he put both of his hands (?) together, his smile never leaving his face.

"In Darkwick, even if you're a special case, we encourage students to be a leader to themselves, we don't micromanage you" he taps his other tentacle on the table. "I'm afraid I can't help you with anything else dear flower-"

"ease.." he heard you mutter, he looks up to you, but your eyes don't meet him. "What is it?" he asked, only for you to kneel and grip on him uniform. "I'll do anything-" he finally see your face.

Oh… that desperation, his digital(?) eyes narrowed, as tears start to fall down your face. Unconsciously wiping some of it with his tentacle and bringing it to his monsterous mouth. "anything?" he confirmed, his tentacles wrapping around your waist and making you stand. You didn't care though, you were scared. Spending more time in this dingy school is the LEAST you want and failing a minor subject means getting held back still.

"Anything"

"Perfect"

After school, Moby ended up getting you out of Darkwick for once. Of course, without raising any suspicions. You're unsure what he plans to do with you but it only clicked when you both ended up in a fancy hotel. "What is this Professor?" you asked, his tentacle wrapped around your waist, pulling you close.

You never really noticed it before, but now, you do. Just how tall is he? so many tentacles that rubbed on your cheeks, waist, and arms from back then. Now he didn't hesitate on having all of them touching you. Noticing one of them going underneath your uniform and touching your back. It felt so slimy, so oddly warm…

The moment you got inside the hotel room, you saw his digital eyes looking all too giddy. "Are you planning to?" you're not stupid. You and a professor in one hotel room. He's smart to not do this within the Darkwick premises lest he wants media attention on the ongoing issue.

"Do you allow me to?" he asked, tilting his head, opening his big bag that had a bunch of weird uniforms? one of them look like an idol outfit. "I don't have a choice" you answered, feeling your heart pump fast, scared of what's going to happen.

Or maybe you're excited. You don't know.

You heard him laugh, his voice sounding like a hyena's laugh as he grabs one of them. "Well, I need your outmost permission, don't you think?" he asked. "No penetration unless you consent to it" he purred, going close to you, and giving one of the uniforms. "Go change dear"

You hesitantly accepted the uniform. It looked familiar but you can't put a finger to it, with Moby already ushering you off the bed and urging you to change immediately. Making you hurry up so he can see.

The moment you get into the bathroom, you started putting it on, realizing that it fits you perfectly. It was almost a sexualized version of a seifuku. It was cute if your ass wasn't seen and the blouse was not a crop top with a low undercut. It's like those cheap porno uniforms.

You tried to pull the short skirt(?) only to end up getting your ass seen. Resigning to your fate, you just continued putting on the thigh-high socks.

It fits too good on you… It's creepy. You ended up checking yourself out, only for a few knocks to come from the door making you realize you've been there for 10 minutes already.

"Honor rolll" he whines. "Are you done?" he asked, touching the door like a heart broken maiden.

"Coming!" you said, opening the door, Moby ended up standing straight, looking down on you and your tantalizing cleavage.

You heard a loud squeal as tentacles wrap around you, lifting you up "Awww" you hear him say. Moby's tentacles were starting to wrap around your legs and your arms, so incredibly close to your tits and inner thighs, only for them to pull away slightly.

Let me take pictures?" he asked, his digital eyes doing a "doe eyed" look,making you crack a smile. "Sure I guess" you said as he places you down the bed. "Pose for me" he asked, getting his camera. Isn't that the camera you see him using whenever he goes to those concerts for young idols?

It finally clicked to in your head that this uniform was a direct replica of his favorite idol, michan or something? Did you just end up cosplaying as one of his idol crushes?

When he finally started picturing, you couldn't help but blush. The way he was sexualizing you was getting your .. down there to pulse a bit. "Professor Moby" you call out, watching as his tentacles were making you do some compromising poses, especially with his tentacles. "can you lick the tip?" he asked, as he hovers one of them into your lips.

You stare at it for a bit before giving it a kitty lick, making his body to shudder and his cock to throb down there. "Good girl" he grinned, getting incredibly excited and giving your appendages a gentle squeeze. He really should drug you at this point but you're such a good girl for him that maybe drugs aren't needed. Hyde did say they were too potent.

That wouldn't do, he's not a fuckboy like that man, he can't break his pretty girl's head when he hasn't broken you down there.

He can already see it too. The way you were flustered, a little glimpse of your white panties getting wet was a perfect image that he burned in his retinas. After all, he did say he wouldn't do anything penetrative unless you ask.

And he keeps his promise.

When he placed his camera down, you thought that was done. But, you are 100% wrong. He leaned closer, pulling you down so he's hovering above you. "Professor Moby you said no penetration without my consent!" you squeaked, trying to push him away but he didn't budge.

"Oh don't worry" he soothed you, his tentacle pushing your skirt up. Your cheeks heat up further. You never felt so embarassed, no one ever saw you down there or anywhere for the matter!

"What do you plan-" you wanted to ask only for him to shush you once again. "You're wet my dear" he palms your clothed cunt, pressing on your engorged clit. "Don't you think you deserve a reward for being a good girl?"

You do, you really do. He watches as your legs relaxed, letting his tentacles lead you to opening yourself up.

Like a flower blooming during spring, he licks his lips, his tentacles pushing your panty to the side and taking a bit of your juices up to his mouth like it's sustenace for him. You whine when he did it. Gripping on his shoulders, calling him name as if that would stop him from deflowering you.

His eyes rakes your body from the cute flush of your face down to the leaking of your cunt, he curls his tentacles on your clit, pressing just at the perfect spot and making you jolt. He lets you pull him down, his digital eyes turning full blown pink and his cock straining on his uniform. "You are good at teasing aren't you?" he groaned, as he presses and opens the tip of his tentacle into a mouth. Your eyes widens as it wraps around your clit, creating a suction.

"Professo-!" you gasp, burying your face into his shoulder as more and more tentacles started to get bolder, wrapping around the softness of your tits and opening up a makeshift mouth just to suck on your nipples.

Your eyes widen, shuddering at the sudden onslaught of pleasure, you don't even see his face but his tentacles were squeezing your wrists, your legs and making you arch your back.

"Wait-wait- ah- AH" your eyes roll back as you start to squirm, too much too much. "You can take it pretty" you hear him purr into your ear, feeling something warm on your cheek as he kisses away the tears you never realized was starting to fall down.

You clawed on his shoulder, unknowingly squirting on the bedsheets making Moby whistle at how far it reached.

It reached to wooden floor, and yet his tentacles didn't stop, making you twitch. "No" you whine, pulling him close, your pussy wants him so badly, he pulled away, one of his extra tentacles wrapping around your neck and making you face him.

You can feel it, the way he looks at you with that crazed expression, his smile reaching up to his eyes. You'd be terrified if it weren't for the fact that your pussy wants him inside. "Please" you sob as he pressed on your cheeks making you forcibly open your mouth. His tentacle sliding inside the wet caverns.

He wasn't fucking you at this point, he's devouring you, when you finally managed to take all of him inside, he kissed you.

"Do you want me inside?" how the hell is he talking? you tried to talk but all that went out were muffled moans, trying to squirm but even his weight is stopping you from doing that much. As an attempt to say yes, you grind down his tentacle, luckily for you. He had his hips pressed on you. Grinding perfectly well on his strained cock making him grind down on you.

He pulled away, letting you take a deep breath but it didn't take long for the tentacles on your neck to squeeze it just enough to make you feel dizzy. "You sure you want me inside?" he giggled, this little shit.

"Yes - mm" you babbled, spreading your legs more, shocking him. "You know my idol would never spread her legs like this" he said, pulling the tentacle suctioning on your clit seeing how puffy it looked, he pokes it with one of his appendages, seeing you twitch. "I- I'm not her! I'm me!" you growled making him laugh.

"Sorry sorry," he leans close to kiss your forehead, removing his oversized pants. You looked down, you didn't see much, making your eyes squint. Your eyes widen when you see the gigantic tip that was drooling with Precum.

"That- won't fit" you gasp when he immediately pressed his tip on your hole. Pressing it but it just slips up to your clit, catching it with his tip. "It'll fit- i think" he said sheepishly.

That does not ease your worry! and horror.

You hear him hum as he puts forth tentacles of different sizes. "Maybe if I prepare you enough you can take me?" he muttered, pressing one of his smaller tentacles on your hole before forcing it inside.

It slid inside smoothly, making him sigh out of pleasure, you were already sucking one of his appendages inside you greedy slut.

He starts thrusting, gripping on your thighs and pulling you down to his waist so that he can watch while he's slamming his appendages inside, his cock just hovering over you like a weapon.

You slap your mouth trying to cover your moans but you hear him huff and his appendage pulling your wrists away and tying it up on the side.

"Moan, I didn't pay such an expensive hotel for you to hide it!" he scolded you, his appendage pulling out just to use a medium sized one after making your hole gape with just the small size.

"I'm sorry! ah!" you gripped on his tentacle, feeling the medium size to slam deep inside, showing the displeasure that Moby felt when you hid your moans from him.

Your eyes roll back the moment you felt it reach the spongy sweet spot inside you. When he felt you squirt again, this time directly on his uniform, He clicks his tounge.

"Dirty" was the last thing you heard before he pushes your legs up to your shoulders. "I think bad girls like you deserve a punishment" he said looming over you. His cock twitching angrily and pulsing.

He uses two appendages to spread open your labia, as he ushers himself to pull away, only to press his large cock on your pussy hole.

"Wait-" you beg him, he only used a medium why is he suddenly going to use his cock already!?

before you could even protest, he forces his cock inside, causing your pussy to stretch and make a loud "schlop" You shudder. Nerves on fire as you cummed all over him.

His digital eyes watches as you coat his cock with that clear cream. Making him coo. "I never thought you're such a squirter" he teased, making you flustered as he starts thrusting down. Watching your belly create a bump each time he thrust.

"Look" he asked, since you decided to close your eyes lest, you cum again. Your body sweating and on fire. "I-can't" you protest but his appendage grip on your hair making you look down.

"I said, look" he demanded, making you crack open your eyes and see how your pussy sucks him in. The bump, the way he's covered in your pussy juices and how one of his appendages started suctioning on your clit once again.

It was all too much for your poor little mind that you arched your back, trying to kick him away, mumbling about it being too much, but his appendages grabbed your legs, as he contineus his rutting this time, letting you rest your back on the bed as he pushes forward, hearing the little squelch of your pussy was causing both of your nerves to go on overdrive.

"I'm never gonna ah- fuck" he moaned, his grip on you squeezing harder, his breathing ragged. "Can i cum inside?" he asked, his cock twitching as you nod, locking your legs around him and pulling his stupid necktie down so you can kiss him deeply.

This shocked him, his digital eyes turning into a big grown heart. His thrusting growing sloppy but still feeling really good inside. Your pussy drooling all over it like you're meant to be.

"Cum with me flower" he begged, touching your cheek with his appendage as you kiss him, sliding your feeble tounge in his mouth. His slithery tounge wrapping around yours into a sweet french kiss as he grips on your hips, the suctioning growing stronger as he slams deep as he can, pressing his hips on yours. You'd be fearing that you're about to become one with him.

His cum squirts deep inside you. Your womb immediately overflowing and yet he doesn't stop till he completely fills you over.

"Mo-by!" you gasp, your pussy squirting out some of his cum against him when you both pull away, saliva connecting both of your tounges as he watches you convulse against him, gripping on his sleeves.

Oh…

you're so pretty. He thought, his digital eyes not caring to hide his emotions as he watches you.

When he pulled out with a loud wet pop. Gently putting you down the bed and rubbing your inner thighs. He wipes his sweat. "That felt really good Honor roll!" he chirps, only to not receive a response, he looks towards you. Seeing you passed out.