That S Not A Melon

(Excerpt from "That's Not A Melon!")

Ghost struggled as the malignant thing advanced on her, fighting against her wooly bonds, who would have thought that her greatest love and hobby would be turned against her so? "No!" She cried, as the thing burst, its juices spraying across her, staining her favourite sweater and soaking her in its sickening odor, "You'll pay for that!" She screamed, but her cries were muffled as it forced its way inside her.

In the end, she had to admit, it didn't taste quite that bad.

Upstairs in his own room, Paladin had shoved two of the things under his shirt and was fondling them while hooting loudly.