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My names Hannya! I'm a 26 yr old blog writer who is honestly just trying her best in the real world.

That being said:

!!! This blog is 18+ !!!!

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I'm currently in the midst of writing some monster content for my friends and figured I'd start posting it here because I've gotten enough praise that I'm just gonna try ( *´・ω)/(；д； )

Even though I'm scared half to death.

Some fun facts about me:

☆ I was born in October 👻

☆ My favorite color is Orange and Green~~

☆ I'm a practicing pagan!

☆ I'm currently studying Chinese & Spanish!

☆ I love animation and the arts but stopped painting years ago : [[

☆ I avidly watch Lolcow content 🪦

☆ I currently suffer from multiple disabilities

☆ I love Orcs over anything else (ФωФ)

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And that's it for now! I'll be updating sometime soon with some content, but I'm still figuring out tumblr. I haven't been on here since pre yahoo purchase. Forgive me 🫠

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A new player on the track !

By going to his usual basketball court, for his usual training, in his usual small town.

Jimmy Cell, an unpretentious young player, is doing his morning session. More to let off steam than to train seriously. It relaxed him a little before continuing with these courses. He didn’t like it. It was a hell of a waste of time according to him.

Until suddenly, a rumble, begins to be heard, coming him out of his dribbling and his thoughts. The ground was shaking as if an earthquake was underway. Like a distant herd in rute approaching. The rumble now sounded more clearly. It was steps. Powerful, vigorous but above all monstrous steps. Finally... silence. A silence that seemed to last a decade before... the door was violently blown up into pieces.

An orange humanoid creature two and a half meters high, faces a Jimmy frightened by this disconcerting appearance.

- Here, you, you. So are you the potential? You look even more pitiful than I thought. I hope the boss is not going to go. For you at least.

The words of this thing passed completely over Jimmy’s head. The poor youngster was already disconcerted by the monstrous appearance just as strangely cartoonish, as the words of this monster are completely missed.

But even before he could do anything. Other unusual arrivals are appearing. Four other equally weird monsters are entering.

- Yo it’s the rikiki then!?

- Not looking very muscular this minus. But it looks tasty to me.

- Ah Ah! He is as tall as me!

… It’s vexing in fact.

- Guys, I have the slab! That’s when we finish.

- We haven’t even started bluish pickaxe head yet!

- Who are you? Or what?

- The Monstars the virgin! Let’s go around guys!

- Roger chef!!! (The four monsters in choir except the orange)

They all went lining up. The first to show up was the one overweight orangette.

- I am Pound, your future commander-in-chief, leader of the Monstars. Don’t try to play the most smart and stay in your place. Comprendo!?

He got back in place, went out after him the greenish colossus. Planting his aggressive look in Jimmy’s.

- I’m Bang my guy. I’m your other boss. You’ll have an interest in following my pace the p’tio. Otherwise you end up six feet underground. Under MY feet!

By this warning, he spits out fire. Jimmy was hypnotized by this little show. That he doesn’t notice that one of them sneaked behind him. We caught her, shok by big purple arms. He gets pirouetted on himself, facing big luscious lips, kissing him with passion. Stuffing his big tongue into poor Jim’s throat. He removes it at once, leaving Jimmy in all his states.

- I’m Bupkus my darling. I hope you know how to kiss as well as you play on the field. Whatever the field where you want to play my big.

Dropping him on these buttocks, Jimmy was completely sounded. Until another grabs his hand, squeezining him. Shaking her like a savage. Raising his head, Jimmy tries to look at the individual who mistreated him in this way. The tremor stops, revealing to his disoriented eyes another monster from this gang.

- Nice to meet you the minot! I’m Blanko! Say you don’t have something to grease? I’m a little hungry.

He seemed the most sympathetic of this freak show. Simple yes, but nice. He even helped to put Jimmy back up. But barely back on his feet, someone climbed on his back. The misread by swinging on his back. Until he shows himself above Jim’s head.

- Holà Jimbo, the great Nawt is standing in front of you. You’re even uglier from close my dear. I hope that with our little special session, it will suit you a little.

He continues with a salto before standing in front of the boy. The others in the band joined Nawt and took the pose. Screaming all in chorus.

- We’re monsters ! We’re Monstars !

- Okay... what do you want from me ? Asked Jimmy in a clear but trembling voice.

Pound : « It’s simple, minus... We want you. »

Jimmy : "E-Excuse me ?"

Bang : "Are you deaf or stupid? He just told you that we want you.»

Spurting Bang, while jostling Jimmy.

Jimmy : "But why me ? I don’t have anything special though ? »

Bupkus : "You’re wrong, my little guy. You have a latent potential in you.»

Says Bupkus pointing at him.

Nawt : "We felt you from here. You were playing with this ball, weren’t you ?»

Nawt threw the basketball to Jimmy.

Blanko : "Oooohhh... So that’s where the smell comes from ? »

Whispering Blanko, observing the glittering eye balloon.

Blanko : "So it’s the casse-coutre! »

Blanko tried to bite into the ball. But Jimmy dismisses the latter from him.

Jimmy : " Hey no! It can’t be eaten, dude ! »

The big blue perch received a violent blow on the head. Making him grow a pretty bump.

Bang : "Triple idiot! Stop your nonsense for once. We’ll go eat when it’s time! Do the good in your brainy skull.

Punch again Bang on the poor Blanko.

Blanko : "Ooooouuuccchhhh ! Do you want to open the shell in two or what !? It hurts ! And I’m still hungry ! I don’t care about the time !”

Blanko complains, holding his skull, grimacing for a sharp pain.

Bang : "Stupid ! You deserve it. You make us waste more time. We have to do the session with the youth.”

The Monstars turned to Jimmy. Looking at him all with bright eyes and excitement.

- "Oulà. Dead time there. What is this session story ?”

Breathed Jimmy, displaying a nervous smile of absent serenity.

Pound puts his hand on Jimmy’s ball. Looking at him with a crazy eye.

- "It’s simple man. You will join our team. Why are you probably wondering? We told you, you have potential and it can be seen now, that you don’t realize. Except that we don’t want you like that. The false you if it’s clearer. We want the you that you hide from the other Jimbo. The you who is only waiting for one thing, get out of the fablard that stands in front of us. And we’re going to give him a helping hand. Okay guys! Caught it now."

During Pound’s surprisingly deep speech, Jimmy did not realize that the other four Monstars were circled around him. And by the order given by the orange, the four grab Jim’s two arms and legs, lifting him in a lying position, above the gym floor. Nawt hold the right leg, Blanko was holding the other, Bupkus was holding his left arm and Bang was holding the other. Pound stood above Jimmy’s head, having the young boy’s ball in his hands.

- You’ll see it’s going to be fun. Now open wide!

Jim, panicked, refuses to do so. But by we don’t know what witchcraft, species of mouth spreaders put themselves in place and forced to open the boy’s mouth. It was by lowering his eyes that he lived with horror, that its open mouth extended to his belly, defying all logic.

Pound brandishes the ball to plunge it into Jim’s mouth. He had to force a little but the balloon slipped easily into the little one’s throat, to end up in his stomach.

They dropped the kid on the ground like an old rag doll.

Then, gurgling is heard. Gargling stronger and stronger. Gurgling now sounding more like a squealing hardware store that derails. Jimmy had the impression that these bowels were on fire. An infernal fire that burned these nerves, these muscles, these tendons, these neurons, these bones, these lungs... burn EVERYTHING.

This hair grew at a glance. Moving from a short fringe to a messy hair. These clean nails became thinner and sharper nails. The muscles of his arms and legs swelled and grew monstrously, as did these pectorals, hands, and feet. He exceeded the others in size now. His head deforms in all directions, stretching, compressing and reforming into a monstrous cartoonish face, like those of the Monstars. The session ends with a groan close to that of an orgasm by Jimmy who was no longer Jimmy.

- Woah... I feel so... good. Strong even. So strong. Oh ! My voice... So serious, so confident, so deep...

The Monstars contemplated their new recruit. He was as tall as Blanko, as muscular as Bang and Bupkus, as handsome as Pound and... nothing on Nawt’s side. He was perfect according to them. Except Nawt of course...

- Pound : « Hey little one... who is no longer small... I think a new one is necessary. »

- Bang : « You are right boss. A name that inspires respect”

- Bupkus : « Yes. A name of an unusual kind. ”

- Nawt : « A name badass I would say. Well, not as much as mine but good. »

- Blanko : « A name that would cut my appetite. »

- SLANE. That’s my name the minuses.

Acclaims Jimmy who has become Slane, in a deep voice accompanied by a crazy look. That it made the monstrous basketball gang shudder.

- Slane : Now we’re going to play.