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Sab’s special day!

Anonymous

Summary:

Sab was always a very crusty and inhumane thing, having been stripped away of his humanity when he decided to try and get a job, but now when he gets an opportunity to meet up with the famous Brock throckmorton, he decides to make it his special day!

Notes:

I luv sab a lot so I made dis ^_^ coping! Also I’m not good at writing :(

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1

Chapter Text

It had been a very terrible day for sab, he basically had gotten yelled at all day by the higher ups, and worst part, no new post from Brock! That bummed him so much, since Brock was his favorite music artist, no, celebrity, no, favorite PERSON ever. Well, favorite in a different way.. as in sab absolutely HATED that man, and Even though sab stinks and has no money, basically living in some broken down shop in the middle of nowhere and also that he forgot how to act human eve since they put that owl head on him as a ‘punishment. hey, at least he can cover up his hideous face now, maybe enough so that Brock would notice him and be with him, and unlike the others who’d imagine Brock dominating them, sab imagined some other things with him…but that’s secret :0)

But when he went to the elevator to try and get back to his ‘home’ he quickly stopped at the sight of a familiar man, someone who is all too familiar to him…broad shoulders, hairy chest the same color as long hair and weird funky disco glasses that matched his outfit and on his tan skin…Brock throckmorton. Looking impatient and tapping his foot

now sab couldve easily squeezed and been like “OMG BROCK THROCKMORTON X03” but OBVIOSULY he didn’t like him like that. He hates him. He hates him so much he wanted to use him and take him as his. So sab just silently slipped into the elevator, pretending like Brock was just some random stranger and then watch as the elevator closed on itself and desecnded, as the numbers counted down, Brock seemed more relaxed, liek thankful that sab wasn’t some crazy fan. But oh sab was a SUPER crazy fan alright, he just had decided to approach this situation differently…

as the elevator kept ticking and Brock eventually spaced off, sab scooted closer, and closer, before he slowly pulled something out of his pocket. A small knife, one he’d use to self defense against mannequins now was being used to stab Brock onto his neck, and Brock sputtered and yelled and dropped to the floor as blood spilled out gurgling out his swears and please, and sab watched before lifting a foot and kicking him at the head, and continuously kicking him at the head until Brock passed out, so then when the elevator stopped, sab grabbed Brock by the foot and dragged him out, knwoing no one would care because there isn’t anyone, and that he already lived at the middle of nowhere.


[at the ‘nest’^_^]

Sab swung the door and dragged the body inside, the shop (or rather his house now…aka the nest) was decorated with pictures and selfies of Brock’s ohtotos, even ones from his private account (which was performative either way) and also of fanart of Brock, all shredded or mutaliated with a marker, and then sab decided to strip Brock up, then, while taking a swig of his alcohol, used a marker to mark Brock’s body while having a scowl on his face, god he hated him, he hated his stupid perfect face, the way he still looks like a Greek god in his sleep, how his hand is so big against his, he hated it so much. He was gonna ruin it, turn Brock into something desirable, after that he took something and injected it into Brock so he’d REALLY be in deep sleep before taking the scalpel and starting his process.

[time skip]

 

when Brock woke up the first thing he noticed is that he can’t move. And that his face hurts, in fact, everywhere is pure agony, his eyes felt too big and when he looked around he was in some dingy place, then the view of someone came into view, a man who smelled like absaloute garbage coming into view, one with an owl head stitched on and sharp yellow eyes, it managed to smile even though it looked dead

 

”hello there, Brock.” He spoke. It sounded so deep and dead, croaky like he hadn’t used it in years, but oh so hateful,  Brock tried to wriggle around, to get out, but instead, was met with more pain and the inability to even lift his head, little did he know, he was compressed, rather turned into a lolibait looking character, a real life chibi, it wasn’t perfect, he still had seams and ripples of flesh poking out, and also the fact his limbs were crooked and unable to bend, and the fact he had a permanent gaping smile, supposedly cute even without the teeth, but that didn’t matter to sab, he licked his beak and pulled away his pants, revealing the fact he took Brock’s dick and stitched it over his pussy, and that’s when Brock realized he had a hole in the bottom that wasn’t his asshole, it was a uterus now, he started to try and make noise but even that was painful, but what was most painful was when sab thrusted his own monster duck into himself, making him roll his eyes with tears in them as he made a muffled loud yell, he was so much smaller than sab now, and sab started to thrust, and thrust, and more thrust, uncaring of the tears, the blood on the dick, or the fact Brock vomited, in fact, he bent over and licked the vomit before licking Brock, making out with him despite Brock having no tongue while still wildly moaning and screeching like an actual owl, and it was painful, so painful Brock wished he could pass out but he couldn’t, and when sab came, it somehow managed to inject semen into him, and bloat him into looking like and actual balloon, then sab stood up and buckled his pants, spitting on Brock’s disgusted and mutalated face “disgusting sick fucking dog” he said sneerfully before deciding to leave Brock on the floor to wriggle pitifully, smirking to himself as he already thought of the next plan of action, but he already is getting tired, and he’d rather much have a nap now, it’s his second favorite thing in the world now other than torturing Brock.

To be continued!

 

Art by @n0vaco on Twitter (also how he looks like in my fic :03)

Chapter 2: Gregoriah incident

Notes:

Thanks to the very nice comments I decided to make another chapter ^_^ breaking rules is fun

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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It had been days since sab brought in Brock and mutaliated him. The news were already looking for Brock obviously but of course he was at sab’s home concealed, sometimes sab will make him watch the news and laugh about it, sab was already having fun tormenting Brock, making him watch sab cut himself or raping him when he got real drunk, sometimes venting to him about his uncle and getting so fed up he’d beat Brock pretending it was his uncle. And now he was in his beaten down car smoking and drinking, he strapped Brock nice and snuggly onto the passengers seat like a meat plush, using him as an astray and relishing those squeeling noises he’d make, the way he had fear in his eyes, sab has never felt so competent, in a way, he felt more protective of Brock, even when he beats and rapes and abuses him, its love, love like his uncle used to show him, he prepped the car up, getting it running, he didn’t want to drive to a destination no, it was just aimless drunk driving, if he’d lucky enough he’d get in a car crash and die, but he didn’t mind staying alive either now, he had Brock.

”okay you ready brockstar?” He looked at the mutaliated man who just looked at him with fierce intensity, hate? Fear? Disgust? Dread? Didn’t matter, sab still shoved his foot into the peddle and drive down the forest trail, sipping, everything getting hazy and blurry “ohh if I don’t die I’m gonna give you a good raping back home…you’d like that hmm brocky boo?” He teased in a singsong way before he drives down faster, drunkingly singing a melody that only he knew, and brock made small sequels of terror whoever he hit a really bumpy spot. He didn’t even know if sab was driving with his eyes opened. And then his big eyes widened impossibly further when he saw a figure in the distance, somewhat familiar, it was fat, and had hiking accessories, it was Gregoriah. And before he could say something sab just hit him with the car, still singing even when Gregoriah screamed and got crushed under the car, and sab only stopped when the car got jammed on something. When he went out to see it, it turned out to be stuck within Gregoriah arm, and Gregoriah was crying and saw sab. He thought maybe sab would save him because he knew sab, sab was good! At least, in his eyes, but no ^_^ sab just stared blankly before smirking a bit. “You know. I’ve always wanted a dog.”

 

[back at nest :0p]

 

Sab had already knocked out Gregoriah and cleaned his stripped body by preening and licking away the blood, maybe raping him as he was asleep for a fun little stress reliever, but once he was done he started to chop up his limbs again, especially his tongue and teeth, and once he tended to Gregoriah new amputees and tied him up to a spare rotten bed he’d bring the sliced limbs and cook it, making sure there’s no fur, and once it was done he brought it to brock and sat down next to him, brock still couldn’t move much but he still looked at the plate in confusion and horror, and couldn’t say anything before sab grabbed the fork and started to force feed it to him, and even when brock protested sab would just beat him to eat it, and brock did, before vommitiepng all over sab, and sab was so pissed he used the vomit as lube and raped brock again, force feeding him the vomit once more. Then pulled away once he felt the anger dissolve into cum inside of brock. After that, he prepped another room, ignoring Brock’s cries and groans, A tf and a chair, before coming back and yawning, deciding to nap now. “I’m so glad we’re in a consensual relationship!” He exclaimed before cuddling brock almost too gently and closing his eyes “tomorow brock, we’ll have a new pet, don’t worry :>”

 

to be continued!

art by n0vaco on twt ^_^

Notes:

What do u guys think will happen to Gregoriah :0p I bet Emerson will be next >_< I luv u incel sab!

Notes:

Please like and comment I wanna do more maybe 😅 don’t mind mistakes