Creature Cocks Reaper Silicone Dildo 9.2" by XR Brands

Fantasy Dildo When you've always wondered about the afterlife, who could have guessed it would be a breeze? Will your life flash in front of your eyes? Will there be a glowing light? The uncertainties are overwhelming as my body grows colder and the world around me dims. The rest of the world falls silent, only to be interrupted by a rough, ominous growl. I strain to catch the words, but they remain elusive. Then, a voice as dry as desert winds passing through ancient bones utters, "MINE." Gasping for air, I pry open my eyes. A cloak of darkness envelops me, and a purple light casts an eerie halo around the figure standing before me. Draped in swirling black and gray robes, they emanate an otherworldly presence.

Their skeletal hands, still adorned with shreds of crimson flesh, catch my eye. Though their face remains hidden, the sight of their scythe confirms my suspicions; it is the soul-reaping Grim Reaper who has come to collect my essence. Raising its head with a sudden movement, it leans in to examine me closely. Two radiant lights take the place of eyes, and I can hear the husky breath resonating through its hollow form. With a touch of its bony finger against my forehead, I sense the warmth of life slipping away from my body. Trembling, I observe a luminous sphere materializing in its open, skeletal palm. My memories dance within the radiant glow, while I feel increasingly detached from my earthly existence. Suddenly, the Reaper groans and exposes something I never expected… an engorged, throbbing member nestled between its legs. To my cold body, it grants the most astonishing warmth; a symbol of life, pulsating and inviting. Seizing me, the Reaper draws me toward them, and willingly, I give in.

As each inch of their substantial, pulsating shaft penetrates me, I feel vitality returning to my being. My heart beats with newfound vigor as I writhe and moan in pure ecstasy! The pace quickens, propelling me to a crescendo of pleasure until I scream out in rapture. Seizing the luminous orb containing my life and memories, the Reaper slams it back into my chest. I awaken with a piercing scream, greeted by the frantic pounding of paramedics and the hum of an AED machine. Electricity surges through me, jolting me back to life in a state of utter bewilderment. In the distance, beyond the paramedics, I glimpse the ethereal shroud of light—the Reaper's shadow fading into the mist.