Sophie was asleep in her bed, when all of a sudden she was awake. Though the room was the same as it always is, with dark shadows cast by the glimmer of street light peeking through her translucent pink curtains. She felt uneasy, like there was a presence in the room with her. Probably just too much cheese before bed. She rolled over to go back to sleep and came face to face with her vibrator that she'd used before going to sleep. It was draped with her juices still, as she'd been too tired to bother getting up to clean it. She reached up for it to place it on her bedside table but as her arm stretched over to the side table something seemed to grab her wrist and stop her putting it down. "Helloo?" She cried out. "Who's there?" Fingers wrapped around her wrist and felt long and slim and cold beyond measure, non- human for sure. Then she heard the voice.
'Hello to you too Sophie" came the voice, cutting through the darkness in an ominous yet seductive tone. Sophie could feel the creatures breath on her cheek, the stench reminded her of the cheese she may have eaten too much of. Had the intruder been in her fridge? She couldn't think about that right now. As the words echoed in her ears and foul smelling breath curled around her face she froze. Her body felt numb and she found she was completely paralysed, still clutching her juice ridden vibrator.
Her arm was forced down her body by the creature; his grip was tight and harsh but somehow felt soft against her skin like a fresh block of Emmental as opposed to the crumbly Lancashire cheese she'd feasted on earlier. She had to get her mind off of her late night feast, she was in danger here. Though she didn't feel scared she knew that she should be. Someone or something was about to force her to masturbate. Suddenly, it was at that very moment that her visual senses adjusted themselves in the darkness, that exact moment as the silicone pressed against her moist pink lips that she could finally now clearly see the face of her intruder. And the gasp she attempted to release made no sound as her breath was taken. Giant apricots for eyes and Stilton skin, this attacker was made of a cheese only found on the dairy counter at Waitrose.
It was a thing of legend, as Sophie had grown up in a family far too working class to even dream of stepping foot into Waitrose. The cheese creature was bent over her, hunched, like an animal with a back problem. She gazed, wide eyed and open mouthed, when a piece of Stilton crumbled from its face and fell to the back of her throat. Immediately she started to choke. The cheese creature erupted into a frenzy of sordid laughter and thrust the vibrating device deep into Sophie's moist pussy. In and out. In and out. In and out and shake it all about.
Sophie's face turned a deep shade of purple. The cheese monster realised that he was enjoying the erratic thrusting less and less and Sophie lay un-responsive and soundless. The cheese monster is not into necrophilia like his brother. He jumped up and dragged Sophie out of the bed and onto the floor. He proceeded to perform the Heimlich manoeuvre on her weak, lifeless body which had become as limp as his cheesy dick and the stilton eventually shot from her mouth and her breathing resumed. The cheese monster pressed her up against the door as she regained her strength. "Thank you Mr... But who are you?" However, now that the danger had passed the cheese monster continued with his original sadistic intentions.
He pressed his cheesy bulge up against her pert bum, crushing her against the door and creating a greasy cheesy stain on her panties. As she moved her palms across the door she noticed several holes had been drilled in it with a radius of about 1.5 inches, though it was hard to make an accurate measurement without a ruler to hand.
As Sophie began to ask what they were for, she was swiftly interrupted with a penis to the mouth. It caught her by surprise but being the dirty little slut she is, she managed to take the whole shaft into her mouth in one fluid deep throat motion.
