Page 22 of A Very Monstrous Desire

“Don’t we have a million munching monsters to kill?” he asked a little desperately.

“We do. The mission is clear.” The monster paused. “Why do you call them that?”

Theo shrugged as nonchalantly as possible, though in reality he was so far from being cool and composed. In fact, his raging hard-on was refusing to subside and standing there discussing monsters that were eating their way through the world it all felt a bit inappropriate!

“They have a proper name,” he eventually said. “A Latin name, but someone called them that in one of the early news reports and it just stuck.”

“Munching is a word for consuming?”

“I guess.”

“That is what they do. It is what they have always done. So perhaps the word is appropriate.”

“There are munching monsters here in this world? Besides the dead ones from last night?”

The monster nodded. “The nightmares.”

“And you killed those ones? The ones in the clearing?”

“Yes,” the monster said. “I did. I am only sorry I was not able to do so before your human companions sustained their injuries. The queen slipped back into this dimension, and I had no choice but to follow her here rather than aid you.”

He sprang up from the bed and stalked over to where Theo waited. As he did so he rubbed an overly large hand against his overly large cock which was straining the material of his pants. Theo could see it in all its glory, and he badly wanted to move back and put more distance between them, because he suddenly felt like that was very important, only there was nowhere else to go.

“You are refusing me,” the monster said softly.

Theo swallowed again, a treacherous excitement dancing along his spine. “Yes.”

“Refusing my appreciation.”

“It means something different to us,” Theo said.

“No,” the monster said. “It means the exact same thing.”

He reached out and slowly he ran a finger along the side of Theo’s face. His head was tilted again, but he did not smile. In fact, Theo had yet to see the monster smile even once.

A craving.

“Then if you will not let me fuck you,” he growled. “You must let me feed you. And then, little human, our adventure will continue.”

“To stop the nightmares?” Theo asked and the monster nodded.

“And save the worlds.”

Chapter

Twelve

It was daylight on the other Earth in the same way that it would be in the actual Earth. As they emerged from the shelter of the cave, fed and watered, Theo had a chance to look around the place properly, the sun illuminating everything in a way that the moon had not been able to do.

They had spent the night in a cave carved into the cliff which towered behind them. It was a familiar sight as much of the coast of the southwest of England was full of such cliffs. But what did it mean about the evolution of other-Earth that it was so similar?

And then not…

There was a copse of trees in the distance and a bright blue, wriggling flower trailed in and around the trees, which to Theo’s inexpert eye looked like oaks or birches. No such bright blue flower existed in Theo’s England though and he knew this by the fact the flower was pulsing oddly and every so often shot blue liquid onto the trees. It was possible the trees were not birches or oaks at all because they seemed to drink the liquid into their trunks.

Overhead a flock of rainbow-eyed beetles passed by. They had wreaked havoc on Bristol city centre with their penchant for attacking fair-haired people, and they were strong, a flock of them well able to lift a small human from the ground. They often deposited them somewhere else entirely, and also from a great height, meaning injuries were not uncommon, and sometimes worse even than that.

The sky was the same colour blue as that of Theo’s Earth and the clouds in the sky were the same wintery white, though they did look as though they were slightly tinged with silver. The grass was a familiar green but every so often some of that grass moved in a way that it never would have in the next dimension.

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