Sal yelped and tried to push the separated tongue away from him. Each piece attached itself to a different part of his body and stuck there. They seemed to sucking the blood out of Sal's body and replacing it with something thicker. Sal started feeling woozy and could barely keep himself up.
Dropping to his knees, Sal choked. Something was pushing hard against his throat and threatened to push past his lips. Sal took his right thumb and index finger and forced them down his throat. His finger tips slightly grazed something smooth and squishy. Shuddering, Sal grabbed the unknown object and pulled it forward.
What he pulled out made Sal want to scream. He couldn't however, because his mouth was being blocked. Wiggling around just past Sal's lips was a thin, slimy, bright green tentacle. It swooshed back into his mouth, down his throat, and disappeared into God knows where.
"What..." Sal was at a loss for words. "What did you do?"
"I don't know," Q responded, retracting his tongue. "Did I hurt you?"
"Fuck if I'm hurt," Sal stood up and walked over to Q. "What the shit did do to me you fucking monster?!"
Q's eyes grew dark and cloudy. He stared at Sal for what seemed like an eternity before he stood up. His creepy smile from before returned and seemed to flash in the sunlight. Sal slowly backed away from Q, but it was too late. Firing his tongue out, Q allowed it to wrap tightly around Sal.
"Let go of me!"
Q just smirked and started to walk away, dragging Sal along with him. Sal screamed and protested until Q forced the end of his tongue into Sal's open mouth.
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Impractically Broken
HorrorI've had this idea in my head for a while now, so why not write it down. [I NEED TO STOP WRITING NEW STORIES]
