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Chapter #4
Spider Chow?
by: Unknown
"Hey, have you fed Mr. Killer today?" Dave asked Derek? You started begging louder and screaming at the top of your lungs. You know exactly who Mr. Killer is. It is Derek's pet tarantula. He replies, "No, but I think we have the perfect meal for him. And, let's make it more interesting."
"Hey little shit, we're going to play a little game." Derek gets a wooden rod and places it over the now open terrarium that Mr. Killer resides in. He dumps you out of the cup into his massive calloused hand and places you at one end. "Ok, if you make it to the other side without falling in, I won't feed you to my pet. At least not today - ha!" You want to turn and run back, but Derek had slid down his sweatpants and his cock was now staring at you. There was no where to go except to cross over the deadly cage.
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