Currently un-named Zatch Bell rape story!
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This story, like I said, is RAPE, and also LOLI in a way.
I'm putting it here before anywhere else for a good reason - I need a title! Chapter titles I can think up, but a title for the whole story is impossible for some reason.
This story will be random one-shots, not focusing on any single character. For this story, since the Fanfiction.net section is called ZATCH Bell and not GASH Bell, I used the dub names. This story was inspired by these two pictures:
Yeah, Laila/Reira's my favorite Demon/Mamodo. She's fucking adorable. If you don't know character names, don't worry - You don't need to know who Zofis is, and the pictures above are of Laila so you'll know her. If you're a fan of Gash/Zatch, you'll probably like this more. Provided you like this kind of thing.
And now, the actual STORY.
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“Good work, Laila. I suppose you’re not too useless after all …”
Those were the last words Laila heard as Zofis and his human partner left the room, leaving her on the ground, her body bruised and tears streaming down her face. That day had truly been a trip to Hell and back – One she hoped would never happen again.
It was a dark day; at least, that’s how she remembered it. It had been raining since early morning, with occasional claps of thunder. A brief strike of lightning somehow made the ceiling collapse in one of the building’s rooms – Luckily, she hadn’t been in it. Zofis was furious (“You idiots should’ve been prepared for damages!”) and sent in a few of the stronger Mamodo to do repair work.
After that was completed, Zofis called a meeting of the Thousand-Year Mamodo. Although it seemed like a normal meeting, with Zofis yet again giving orders, it seemed like he was scanning the group for something – Or someone. After he was silent for a good few moments, Byonko finally piped up and asked what the problem was.
“Great Zofis, is something the matter?” The small green frog asked, flailing his webbed hands. Zofis remained still, giving a wicked grin as he shook his head in response.
“Not at all, dear Byonko. I’ve given my instructions … You are all dismissed.” Zofis said, making a “go away” motion with his right hand. The large group flooded out of the room, all taking separate paths. Just as Laila headed to a large flight of stairs, a voice called out to her.
“Laila, I’m not finished with you - Return to me.” It was Zofis, although when Laila turned around, she was alone. The Mamodo must’ve been using mind powers again. Laila sighed, shaking her head as she headed back into the large room. Zofis and his partner were waiting at the front.
“You needed something?” Laila asked, approaching them.
“Koko, please give us a moment alone.” Zofis said, looking up at the human next to him. Koko giggled, nodding and leaving the room. He looked back at Laila, a wicked grin still on his face. “Ah, Laila … Tell me, where is your partner?”
“Albert is still sleeping.” She said. “Is that what you needed to know?” That was quite an odd thing for Zofis to ask – Couldn’t he just use his power and find out himself? There had to be more than that to this.
“Ah, just making conversation with one of my more … Loyal minions, is that a problem?” Zofis ran his hand down Laila’s cheek – His skin was cold, and his touch made the small girl shiver. He snickered, seeing the fear in her eyes. “Do not worry … I’m not going to hurt you.”
“… What did I do?” Laila asked, not noticing that her whole body was trembling now. Did Zofis find out about her helping that blonde Mamodo and his partner? If he somehow found out … Well, she knew what would happen.
“You’ve done nothing wrong, my dear.” Zofis’s long fingernail ran down her cheek, the male Mamodo chuckling. “However, I do require something from you.” Laila looked up at him, confusion in her eyes. Zofis turned, snapping his fingers. “Koko, please send them in.”
Five humans entered the room, their eyes all pure white – Zofis had already taken control of their minds. Laila recognized a few of them from the earlier meeting, but didn’t know their names. They were all male and seemed to be teenagers. She looked up at Zofis, who had turned away from her, his hands behind his back.
“L-Lord Zofis, what is going on here?” She asked with a hint of fear in her voice. The humans slowly walked closer, their blank expressions scary for some reason. Zofis didn’t respond, snapping his fingers and slowly beginning to fade away. After disappearing, his voice rang out through the room.
“Laila, the males have all been restless. It seems humans have some sort of primal urge towards their opposite gender, and these few have less self-control than the rest. I am leaving it up to you to solve this little … Problem of theirs. Do not fail me.” Zofis’s voice faded, leaving Laila alone with the men.
“How am I supposed to …” Before Laila could finish her thought, one of them approached her and reached for her purple dress, pulling it with enough force to make a large tear. Laila looked down, seeing her flat chest was now exposed. “W-What are you all doing?” She looked up at them, not getting a reply. It was pointless to try and communicate with them.
Another one of them picked her up by the neck, holding her at viewpoint. She gulped, watching as the others all walked closer to her. What were they trying to do to her? What was this problem Zofis talked about? She wasn’t able to move, the human’s hold too strong. There was nothing but silence for a few moments, Laila now hearing strange noises - Like something being unzipped.
The human placed her on the ground, his large hand moving down and rubbing her small chest. Laila tried her hardest to push him away, but this only seemed to anger him, causing him to pull at the remainder of her clothing and tear it from her body. Without the moon symbol on her dress, she couldn’t summon her wand, leaving her defenseless.
“P-Please don’t hurt me.” Laila muttered, attempting to cover herself and turn away from the men. She noticed that Zofis had somehow blocked the room’s exit with a large boulder – One of the larger Mamodo doing this, no doubt. Escaping wasn’t an option.
If she couldn’t run, she could at least try her best to not get hurt. She began to slowly back away, her small hands still covering her body the best she could. Her moving didn’t help – The men only approached her faster, forming a circle around her. She wasn’t going anywhere now.
The zipping noise she had heard earlier soon made itself present – The boys had unzipped their pants, their erect penises revealed to the small girl. Wait a second … Urges, opposite gender … Uh-oh. Before she could react, one of them grabbed her head, forcing her forward and shoving his erection into her mouth. Laila froze, having no idea what to do now – Should she just stand there and wait on him to leave? What happens now?
The male was obviously annoyed with her lack of movement, now pushing her head back and forth, her small lips brushing the head of his erection as she was forced to move. Laila shut her eyes tight, hoping that when she opened them again, this would all be just some bad nightmare. Sadly, that wasn’t the case – She felt herself being pulled away, and opening her eyes showed that another male was pulling her into the same position. Well, she knew what they wanted now, and hopefully doing what they wanted would stop them … Right?
Looking up at the expressionless male, Laila began to slowly move her head up and down his shaft, feeling his erection throb in her mouth. She assumed this meant she was doing what he wanted, so she began to move a bit faster. As she did this, the other men surrounded her, their erections all around her. She slowly pulled away from one male, switching to another. Eventually, they just started pulling her away from each other, using her whenever one of them was done waiting for their own turn.
She was going as fast as she could manage, the male moving her head let out a loud groan – Was he in pain? She looked up, still using her tongue to lick at the erection in her mouth. That must have been the final thing needed – He pushed her head away, the tip of his erection spraying her with a warm, white liquid. It covered her face, some dripping down to her chest. She scooped some up with two of her fingers, feeling it – It was sticky, and it smelled weird.
That human must’ve been done; he backed away from the others and left the room. Well, one down, right? She didn’t have time to catch her breath – She was instantly pulled again, her head forced back and forth. This time, she wasn’t pushed away when the boy groaned – The sticky, warm liquid was shot into her mouth, filling her. She couldn’t spit it out with his erection still in her mouth, so she had no choice but to swallow it all. It was very salty and somewhat bitter, but not bad enough to make her gag.
After pulling himself out of her mouth, he picked her up and walked over to one of the nearby tables, laying her on her back on top of it. Laila looked up at him, trembling with fear – His blank expression had turned into a grin. She watched him move closer, pulling her by the legs until her small slit was rubbing against the head of his penis.
“That hurts!” That was all she could manage to say as she felt herself become penetrated – The man’s erection was shoved inside, tearing her and slowly thrusting in and out. The pain was too intense for her – She couldn’t object, beg, or even scream – All she could do was cry. Her sobs were ignored, as was the blood running down her left leg.
His thrusting was sped up after a few moments, Laila’s sobbing becoming louder. After a few minutes of his speed increasing, the man let out another groan, thrusting deeper into her than he ever had, causing Laila to scream in pain as he shot his warm semen inside of her, most of it leaking out and mixing in with her blood on the table. The human dropped her to the table, leaving her to softly cry and lay still. After doing so, he left the room. There were three left, and they all had that same grin and emotionless eyes.
Two of them walked to her sides, the third approaching her front and slowly positioning himself, thrusting his penis deeper into her than the last male had. Most of the pain had subsided, but this man was much bigger in length and thickness, still bringing a good bit of pain as he thrust away at her. The other two took turns in forcing her head to bob up and down on their erections, moving her small arms up and forcing her to stroke their shafts. She couldn’t scream with her mouth full, but muffled shouts did manage to come out as she was thrust into much, much faster.
It seemed like hours, but shortly after, the man pulled Laila’s entire body close, holding her against his chest as he thrust into her from below, holding her tightly to prevent any attempt of escape. He slammed inside of her one last time, loads of his hot semen gushing inside of her. He laid her back on the table, his semen leaking from her and covering her tiny slit. The last two simply made her finish what she’d started – Bobbing her head on their erections, using her tongue to swirl around the heads. She didn’t know how she had picked that skill up, but it worked on the first man, and it had the same results on these two. She was pushed away, lying down as streams of semen covered her body, landing on her face, chest, and even more covering her thighs and slit.
She didn’t bother to see if they left – She just cried. Her eyes shut tightly as tears poured down her cheeks. Zofis didn’t think of her as a “loyal” Mamodo, he was just using her to prevent some humans getting out of line. But if she resisted, he might turn her back to stone, and that would be much worse … Wouldn’t it?
“Bravo, Laila.”
She looked up, seeing Zofis had entered the room with Koko behind him. She glared at him, the evil Mamodo laughing at her.
“Did you have fun?” He asked, approaching her naked, bruised and bleeding body. “Oh, it seems like the humans' urges are cured, and they’re back to being loyal to me, just like you are.” He grinned. That smile sent shivers up her spine – Laila couldn't move. Her tears and trembling overtook anything else she tried to do. “Don’t bother standing up; I do believe a few more humans have been starting to act un-orderly.” Laila looked up at him, seeing him throw his head back and laugh wickedly. “I’m only joking, my dear.” He turned, walking away.
“Why…?” Laila managed to ask, still unable to move. “What did I do?” Zofis paused, turning around.
“I found it to be proper punishment for your rebellion. Perhaps you’ll think next time before aiding the Lightning Blonde and his allies.” He said. “Now get up, you have watch duties to perform. I won’t take pain as an excuse.” And with that, he left the room.
Even though he was gone, his voice wouldn’t leave Laila’s mind. His wicked cackle, his fierce yells of instruction, and even the feeling of his hand on her skin – Zofis terrified her.
This truly was Hell.
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Yeah, this is probably the most violent thing I've ever written - And it's nowhere near as violent as some of the stuff I've read. Hell, this really isn't violent at all with lemon standards. Oh well.
If you have any ideas for a title about small demons getting raped, feel free to suggest. I'm stumped.
I'm so glad I put this HERE first - Re-reading has shown me 4 typos and errors already, although I'd prefer you guys NOT point them out. Let me find 'em.
I'm putting it here before anywhere else for a good reason - I need a title! Chapter titles I can think up, but a title for the whole story is impossible for some reason.
This story will be random one-shots, not focusing on any single character. For this story, since the Fanfiction.net section is called ZATCH Bell and not GASH Bell, I used the dub names. This story was inspired by these two pictures:
Spoiler:
Spoiler:
Yeah, Laila/Reira's my favorite Demon/Mamodo. She's fucking adorable. If you don't know character names, don't worry - You don't need to know who Zofis is, and the pictures above are of Laila so you'll know her. If you're a fan of Gash/Zatch, you'll probably like this more. Provided you like this kind of thing.
And now, the actual STORY.
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“Good work, Laila. I suppose you’re not too useless after all …”
Those were the last words Laila heard as Zofis and his human partner left the room, leaving her on the ground, her body bruised and tears streaming down her face. That day had truly been a trip to Hell and back – One she hoped would never happen again.
It was a dark day; at least, that’s how she remembered it. It had been raining since early morning, with occasional claps of thunder. A brief strike of lightning somehow made the ceiling collapse in one of the building’s rooms – Luckily, she hadn’t been in it. Zofis was furious (“You idiots should’ve been prepared for damages!”) and sent in a few of the stronger Mamodo to do repair work.
After that was completed, Zofis called a meeting of the Thousand-Year Mamodo. Although it seemed like a normal meeting, with Zofis yet again giving orders, it seemed like he was scanning the group for something – Or someone. After he was silent for a good few moments, Byonko finally piped up and asked what the problem was.
“Great Zofis, is something the matter?” The small green frog asked, flailing his webbed hands. Zofis remained still, giving a wicked grin as he shook his head in response.
“Not at all, dear Byonko. I’ve given my instructions … You are all dismissed.” Zofis said, making a “go away” motion with his right hand. The large group flooded out of the room, all taking separate paths. Just as Laila headed to a large flight of stairs, a voice called out to her.
“Laila, I’m not finished with you - Return to me.” It was Zofis, although when Laila turned around, she was alone. The Mamodo must’ve been using mind powers again. Laila sighed, shaking her head as she headed back into the large room. Zofis and his partner were waiting at the front.
“You needed something?” Laila asked, approaching them.
“Koko, please give us a moment alone.” Zofis said, looking up at the human next to him. Koko giggled, nodding and leaving the room. He looked back at Laila, a wicked grin still on his face. “Ah, Laila … Tell me, where is your partner?”
“Albert is still sleeping.” She said. “Is that what you needed to know?” That was quite an odd thing for Zofis to ask – Couldn’t he just use his power and find out himself? There had to be more than that to this.
“Ah, just making conversation with one of my more … Loyal minions, is that a problem?” Zofis ran his hand down Laila’s cheek – His skin was cold, and his touch made the small girl shiver. He snickered, seeing the fear in her eyes. “Do not worry … I’m not going to hurt you.”
“… What did I do?” Laila asked, not noticing that her whole body was trembling now. Did Zofis find out about her helping that blonde Mamodo and his partner? If he somehow found out … Well, she knew what would happen.
“You’ve done nothing wrong, my dear.” Zofis’s long fingernail ran down her cheek, the male Mamodo chuckling. “However, I do require something from you.” Laila looked up at him, confusion in her eyes. Zofis turned, snapping his fingers. “Koko, please send them in.”
Five humans entered the room, their eyes all pure white – Zofis had already taken control of their minds. Laila recognized a few of them from the earlier meeting, but didn’t know their names. They were all male and seemed to be teenagers. She looked up at Zofis, who had turned away from her, his hands behind his back.
“L-Lord Zofis, what is going on here?” She asked with a hint of fear in her voice. The humans slowly walked closer, their blank expressions scary for some reason. Zofis didn’t respond, snapping his fingers and slowly beginning to fade away. After disappearing, his voice rang out through the room.
“Laila, the males have all been restless. It seems humans have some sort of primal urge towards their opposite gender, and these few have less self-control than the rest. I am leaving it up to you to solve this little … Problem of theirs. Do not fail me.” Zofis’s voice faded, leaving Laila alone with the men.
“How am I supposed to …” Before Laila could finish her thought, one of them approached her and reached for her purple dress, pulling it with enough force to make a large tear. Laila looked down, seeing her flat chest was now exposed. “W-What are you all doing?” She looked up at them, not getting a reply. It was pointless to try and communicate with them.
Another one of them picked her up by the neck, holding her at viewpoint. She gulped, watching as the others all walked closer to her. What were they trying to do to her? What was this problem Zofis talked about? She wasn’t able to move, the human’s hold too strong. There was nothing but silence for a few moments, Laila now hearing strange noises - Like something being unzipped.
The human placed her on the ground, his large hand moving down and rubbing her small chest. Laila tried her hardest to push him away, but this only seemed to anger him, causing him to pull at the remainder of her clothing and tear it from her body. Without the moon symbol on her dress, she couldn’t summon her wand, leaving her defenseless.
“P-Please don’t hurt me.” Laila muttered, attempting to cover herself and turn away from the men. She noticed that Zofis had somehow blocked the room’s exit with a large boulder – One of the larger Mamodo doing this, no doubt. Escaping wasn’t an option.
If she couldn’t run, she could at least try her best to not get hurt. She began to slowly back away, her small hands still covering her body the best she could. Her moving didn’t help – The men only approached her faster, forming a circle around her. She wasn’t going anywhere now.
The zipping noise she had heard earlier soon made itself present – The boys had unzipped their pants, their erect penises revealed to the small girl. Wait a second … Urges, opposite gender … Uh-oh. Before she could react, one of them grabbed her head, forcing her forward and shoving his erection into her mouth. Laila froze, having no idea what to do now – Should she just stand there and wait on him to leave? What happens now?
The male was obviously annoyed with her lack of movement, now pushing her head back and forth, her small lips brushing the head of his erection as she was forced to move. Laila shut her eyes tight, hoping that when she opened them again, this would all be just some bad nightmare. Sadly, that wasn’t the case – She felt herself being pulled away, and opening her eyes showed that another male was pulling her into the same position. Well, she knew what they wanted now, and hopefully doing what they wanted would stop them … Right?
Looking up at the expressionless male, Laila began to slowly move her head up and down his shaft, feeling his erection throb in her mouth. She assumed this meant she was doing what he wanted, so she began to move a bit faster. As she did this, the other men surrounded her, their erections all around her. She slowly pulled away from one male, switching to another. Eventually, they just started pulling her away from each other, using her whenever one of them was done waiting for their own turn.
She was going as fast as she could manage, the male moving her head let out a loud groan – Was he in pain? She looked up, still using her tongue to lick at the erection in her mouth. That must have been the final thing needed – He pushed her head away, the tip of his erection spraying her with a warm, white liquid. It covered her face, some dripping down to her chest. She scooped some up with two of her fingers, feeling it – It was sticky, and it smelled weird.
That human must’ve been done; he backed away from the others and left the room. Well, one down, right? She didn’t have time to catch her breath – She was instantly pulled again, her head forced back and forth. This time, she wasn’t pushed away when the boy groaned – The sticky, warm liquid was shot into her mouth, filling her. She couldn’t spit it out with his erection still in her mouth, so she had no choice but to swallow it all. It was very salty and somewhat bitter, but not bad enough to make her gag.
After pulling himself out of her mouth, he picked her up and walked over to one of the nearby tables, laying her on her back on top of it. Laila looked up at him, trembling with fear – His blank expression had turned into a grin. She watched him move closer, pulling her by the legs until her small slit was rubbing against the head of his penis.
“That hurts!” That was all she could manage to say as she felt herself become penetrated – The man’s erection was shoved inside, tearing her and slowly thrusting in and out. The pain was too intense for her – She couldn’t object, beg, or even scream – All she could do was cry. Her sobs were ignored, as was the blood running down her left leg.
His thrusting was sped up after a few moments, Laila’s sobbing becoming louder. After a few minutes of his speed increasing, the man let out another groan, thrusting deeper into her than he ever had, causing Laila to scream in pain as he shot his warm semen inside of her, most of it leaking out and mixing in with her blood on the table. The human dropped her to the table, leaving her to softly cry and lay still. After doing so, he left the room. There were three left, and they all had that same grin and emotionless eyes.
Two of them walked to her sides, the third approaching her front and slowly positioning himself, thrusting his penis deeper into her than the last male had. Most of the pain had subsided, but this man was much bigger in length and thickness, still bringing a good bit of pain as he thrust away at her. The other two took turns in forcing her head to bob up and down on their erections, moving her small arms up and forcing her to stroke their shafts. She couldn’t scream with her mouth full, but muffled shouts did manage to come out as she was thrust into much, much faster.
It seemed like hours, but shortly after, the man pulled Laila’s entire body close, holding her against his chest as he thrust into her from below, holding her tightly to prevent any attempt of escape. He slammed inside of her one last time, loads of his hot semen gushing inside of her. He laid her back on the table, his semen leaking from her and covering her tiny slit. The last two simply made her finish what she’d started – Bobbing her head on their erections, using her tongue to swirl around the heads. She didn’t know how she had picked that skill up, but it worked on the first man, and it had the same results on these two. She was pushed away, lying down as streams of semen covered her body, landing on her face, chest, and even more covering her thighs and slit.
She didn’t bother to see if they left – She just cried. Her eyes shut tightly as tears poured down her cheeks. Zofis didn’t think of her as a “loyal” Mamodo, he was just using her to prevent some humans getting out of line. But if she resisted, he might turn her back to stone, and that would be much worse … Wouldn’t it?
“Bravo, Laila.”
She looked up, seeing Zofis had entered the room with Koko behind him. She glared at him, the evil Mamodo laughing at her.
“Did you have fun?” He asked, approaching her naked, bruised and bleeding body. “Oh, it seems like the humans' urges are cured, and they’re back to being loyal to me, just like you are.” He grinned. That smile sent shivers up her spine – Laila couldn't move. Her tears and trembling overtook anything else she tried to do. “Don’t bother standing up; I do believe a few more humans have been starting to act un-orderly.” Laila looked up at him, seeing him throw his head back and laugh wickedly. “I’m only joking, my dear.” He turned, walking away.
“Why…?” Laila managed to ask, still unable to move. “What did I do?” Zofis paused, turning around.
“I found it to be proper punishment for your rebellion. Perhaps you’ll think next time before aiding the Lightning Blonde and his allies.” He said. “Now get up, you have watch duties to perform. I won’t take pain as an excuse.” And with that, he left the room.
Even though he was gone, his voice wouldn’t leave Laila’s mind. His wicked cackle, his fierce yells of instruction, and even the feeling of his hand on her skin – Zofis terrified her.
This truly was Hell.
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Yeah, this is probably the most violent thing I've ever written - And it's nowhere near as violent as some of the stuff I've read. Hell, this really isn't violent at all with lemon standards. Oh well.
If you have any ideas for a title about small demons getting raped, feel free to suggest. I'm stumped.
I'm so glad I put this HERE first - Re-reading has shown me 4 typos and errors already, although I'd prefer you guys NOT point them out. Let me find 'em.
