Mr. Kennedy... Welcome!
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+M through R › Resident Evil
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
9,159
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Resident Evil, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Mr. Kennedy... Welcome!
Mr. Kennedy... Welcome!
All characters in this fic belong to someone else and not me.Even though I paid my $40 bucks for Resident Evil 4 and I think they own me a little something after all the times I got eaten by fucking regenerators.
Leon Scott Kennedy woke up with a pouding headache. He didn't know how long he'd been out, but it must have been awhile. His coat was gone, but oddly enough he still had all of his weapons and medicinal items. He looked around to try and get his bearing when something caught his eye. There was a lump on the floor. It looked like a pile of rags. Rags that were seeping pools of blood all over the ground.
This was Luis Sera. Leon didn't know his name because he never bothered to ask after he let the spicy Spaniard free from the wardrobe. Before they had a chance to get to know each other the village chief Bitores Mendez had appeared and dispatched both men handily. And now it looked as though Luis was already dead.
As Leon's eyes adjusted to the light he saw that body had been punctured in several places. The mouth and anus looked as thought they had been torn apart while several holes had been ripped open all over his body. It even looked like a gaping hole had been made in the top of his skull. Leon guessed that there was some exit point in the back of his neck.
Before Mr. Kennedy could really figure out what was going on, a door opened somewhere and two men came in. One was a huge imposing figure while the other was slightly smaller and dressed completely in robes. Leon recognized the first as Mendez, the village chief but the other was a mystery.
The robed man spoke immediatetly. "I am Osmund Saddler. Welcome to my Fuck Palace." He let his robes fall to reveal a mass of seething Plagas tentacles. He was decked out in bondage gear. His penis was flaccid at first, but it quickly transformed into a towering erection, coursing with Plagas blood. "I do hope that you can keep me entertained longer than Seras did. Mendez's tiny pecker shattered his spine as soon as he entered. The giant had also disrobed to reveal choad that had the circumfrance of a Humvee's hubcap. In terms of length it was not much bigger than a pinky toe.
"I get first crack at his tight American hole," announced Saddler as he moved forward with frightening speed. He used his tentacles to spread apart Leon's legs. He let out a horrified scream as he felt the huge fallace force its way into his lower intestines. "This is more fun than rubbing myself of shaved cats," he proclaimed.
Mendez however headed for Leon's mouth. Two tentacles burst forth from his thighs and began thrusting into Leon's eyes. He forced his unnatural choad into the American's mouth as blood poured all over it. More tentacle appeared from both cult leaders and they began moving in and out of Leon's body. They moved very carefully and easily. They didn't want to kill him, oh no. They wanted to have fun with their and they wanted it to last.
Leon was somewhere between ectasty and hell. He couldn't see, because of the tentacles that were gently massaging his eye sockets and the pain that he felt from the various other tentacles that were forcing their way through his body. But he couldn't help but feel the exquisite pleasure of Saddler's massive mutant sex thrusting itself deeper and deeper into his chest. Leon didn't realize it, but the penis was in fact getting larger and was currently in his chest. He also felt that the taste of Mendez's choad was more delicious than a plate of sushi prepared by Iron Chef Japanese Masahara Morimoto.
Saddler and Mendez both came at the same time and their Plagas jizzum spewed everywhere. Leon was caked with the stuff. They dropped him to the floor and removed all their tentacles. He lay there coughing and choking on the massive amount of cum that was pouring out of his mouth.
A side hatched opened somewhere in the room. A small, squeeky voice called out. "Me llamo es Ramon Salazar, eight castlellan and master of your ass fuck slut." He was dressed as a Black Mage from Final Fantasy, except he wasn't wearing any clothes underneath. He dove right into Leon's anus, literally climbed in. He began jacking off inside his colon. Leon's entire ass area was basically shaped like Salazar. The little man came inside Leon and dived out. "Go forth and multiply," he cried as he wiped the shit off of his Black Mage hat.
Leon felt his stomach swell. Salazar had impregnated him! Or rather m-pregged him! Snap! It happened so rapidly that he could barely register what was happening. And he couldn't see because his eyes had been completely gouged out.
He didn't even see the unspeakable horror that burst forth from his gut. An eight pixelled Black Mage appeared, born with a hard on. Right before Leon died he felt the penis slide through his skull, granting him a blissful sleep. The last thing that he heard was Saddler saying in amazement, "HE'S GOT LEGS!"
Leon woke with a start covered in a fuckton of sweat. He disturbed Brian Irons, who had been sleeping next to him. "Leon, what's the matter? Did you have that dream again?"
"Uh, no. No it's nothing I felt some spider on my leg. I gotta go to the bathroom." He hurried out of the bed as fast as he could. He didn't want Police Chief Brian Irons to see that he had creamed himself after that dream.
All characters in this fic belong to someone else and not me.Even though I paid my $40 bucks for Resident Evil 4 and I think they own me a little something after all the times I got eaten by fucking regenerators.
Leon Scott Kennedy woke up with a pouding headache. He didn't know how long he'd been out, but it must have been awhile. His coat was gone, but oddly enough he still had all of his weapons and medicinal items. He looked around to try and get his bearing when something caught his eye. There was a lump on the floor. It looked like a pile of rags. Rags that were seeping pools of blood all over the ground.
This was Luis Sera. Leon didn't know his name because he never bothered to ask after he let the spicy Spaniard free from the wardrobe. Before they had a chance to get to know each other the village chief Bitores Mendez had appeared and dispatched both men handily. And now it looked as though Luis was already dead.
As Leon's eyes adjusted to the light he saw that body had been punctured in several places. The mouth and anus looked as thought they had been torn apart while several holes had been ripped open all over his body. It even looked like a gaping hole had been made in the top of his skull. Leon guessed that there was some exit point in the back of his neck.
Before Mr. Kennedy could really figure out what was going on, a door opened somewhere and two men came in. One was a huge imposing figure while the other was slightly smaller and dressed completely in robes. Leon recognized the first as Mendez, the village chief but the other was a mystery.
The robed man spoke immediatetly. "I am Osmund Saddler. Welcome to my Fuck Palace." He let his robes fall to reveal a mass of seething Plagas tentacles. He was decked out in bondage gear. His penis was flaccid at first, but it quickly transformed into a towering erection, coursing with Plagas blood. "I do hope that you can keep me entertained longer than Seras did. Mendez's tiny pecker shattered his spine as soon as he entered. The giant had also disrobed to reveal choad that had the circumfrance of a Humvee's hubcap. In terms of length it was not much bigger than a pinky toe.
"I get first crack at his tight American hole," announced Saddler as he moved forward with frightening speed. He used his tentacles to spread apart Leon's legs. He let out a horrified scream as he felt the huge fallace force its way into his lower intestines. "This is more fun than rubbing myself of shaved cats," he proclaimed.
Mendez however headed for Leon's mouth. Two tentacles burst forth from his thighs and began thrusting into Leon's eyes. He forced his unnatural choad into the American's mouth as blood poured all over it. More tentacle appeared from both cult leaders and they began moving in and out of Leon's body. They moved very carefully and easily. They didn't want to kill him, oh no. They wanted to have fun with their and they wanted it to last.
Leon was somewhere between ectasty and hell. He couldn't see, because of the tentacles that were gently massaging his eye sockets and the pain that he felt from the various other tentacles that were forcing their way through his body. But he couldn't help but feel the exquisite pleasure of Saddler's massive mutant sex thrusting itself deeper and deeper into his chest. Leon didn't realize it, but the penis was in fact getting larger and was currently in his chest. He also felt that the taste of Mendez's choad was more delicious than a plate of sushi prepared by Iron Chef Japanese Masahara Morimoto.
Saddler and Mendez both came at the same time and their Plagas jizzum spewed everywhere. Leon was caked with the stuff. They dropped him to the floor and removed all their tentacles. He lay there coughing and choking on the massive amount of cum that was pouring out of his mouth.
A side hatched opened somewhere in the room. A small, squeeky voice called out. "Me llamo es Ramon Salazar, eight castlellan and master of your ass fuck slut." He was dressed as a Black Mage from Final Fantasy, except he wasn't wearing any clothes underneath. He dove right into Leon's anus, literally climbed in. He began jacking off inside his colon. Leon's entire ass area was basically shaped like Salazar. The little man came inside Leon and dived out. "Go forth and multiply," he cried as he wiped the shit off of his Black Mage hat.
Leon felt his stomach swell. Salazar had impregnated him! Or rather m-pregged him! Snap! It happened so rapidly that he could barely register what was happening. And he couldn't see because his eyes had been completely gouged out.
He didn't even see the unspeakable horror that burst forth from his gut. An eight pixelled Black Mage appeared, born with a hard on. Right before Leon died he felt the penis slide through his skull, granting him a blissful sleep. The last thing that he heard was Saddler saying in amazement, "HE'S GOT LEGS!"
Leon woke with a start covered in a fuckton of sweat. He disturbed Brian Irons, who had been sleeping next to him. "Leon, what's the matter? Did you have that dream again?"
"Uh, no. No it's nothing I felt some spider on my leg. I gotta go to the bathroom." He hurried out of the bed as fast as he could. He didn't want Police Chief Brian Irons to see that he had creamed himself after that dream.