Randall felt his head was hurting when he woke up from his enforced nap. When his vision focused, he looked around and at first didn't recognize where he was, but when he saw the old scream extractor lying on the ground, he knew where he was. He was in the old cellar of Monsters, Inc.
He tried struggling to get loose, but felt he couldn't move any of his limbs. Not even his tail very much. He looked down at his body and saw everything was tied down. He swallowed. He didn't know what his captor was going to do to him. He really didn't want to find out.
"I see you are finally awake." Graf came forward.
"What- what are you going to do?" Randall asked in a shaky voice.
Graf came forward and stroked Randall's belly, examining the scar that was there. Randall clenched his stomach at the feeling of his touch, making him even more nervous.
"I see the wound has healed nicely." Graf said.
"Don't touch me!" Randall yelled at him.
"You see, I wondered what my sister and her friends could find so attractive in you. I would love to have fathered some of her friends' children, but they chose you instead. It's not fair." Graf said.
"Sadie had explained some of the why they chose me, but I hadn't really wanted to do that anyway. But I am alone. I have no other family. At least you have some family." Randall said.
"You want a family? I'll give you a family, as long as you stay away from mine."
Randall's species with the males were capable of becoming pregnant too. And that was just what Randall was afraid of.
"No. No, please, no." Randall pleaded. He began to squirm. He had had an encounter like this long ago in his college days and wasn't wanting another incident like it ever again.
"Just hearing you say that just makes it all the more tempting to do it." Graf said.
"Please don't do it." Randall pleaded again. "I'll stay away. Just don't it."
Graf could see the purple lizard was just heaving heavily. He saw the look of fear in his eyes. His body was fast becoming aroused from just everything.
Randall watched fearfully as his captor was now advancing on him with dangerous eyes. He tried squirming to get away, but the bonds held him still. There was nothing he could do to protect himself. He feared the worst.
…..
It was so weird when Randall didn't show up to serve lunch to the other monsters. Someone else had taken over his department.
Randall wouldn't not just show up. He always kept to his word when he said he was going to do something.
Sulley knew something was up when he heard that Randall hadn't shown up. He talked to everyone around and some of them said they had seen him this morning being there, but didn't see him leave the mailroom.
Sulley went to check the mailroom and saw the room was a mess. It looked like there had been a struggle. Obviously, someone had attacked Randall before he had a chance to leave. But who would do it here in the office?
Sulley vowed to find out who it was. He knew Randall had been through enough torture already with what had happened just over a month ago.
….
Randall's voice felt so strained from screaming and moaning. He couldn't help it that he had started crying from all the pain he was in after Graf had gotten on top of him and penetrated him. He was so sore down there.
Graf had bitten into his neck and even pushed his lowest set of arms into where the wound had been. It had made Randall scream as there was burning inside him still. Pressing on it so hard had only hurt it all the more.
Randall's eyes were closed as the tears fell. He was sobbing and panting.
Graf had just finished with him on that part. He just pulled out of him. He got a good moan from Randall.
"That felt good." Graf said. "And like I said, you better heed my warning, Boggs. Stay away from the girls, or you will get something way worse than that next time you see me."
Randall couldn't talk. His mind was tortured right now, along with his body.
Graf then let the shackles loose and he forced Randall to get up, getting a loud pained scream out of him.
Randall only struggled against him. "Let me go!" He shouted at him.
"Come on!" Graf ordered as he pulled the smaller male with him. He had a grip on all four of his arms.
Randall tried digging all four feet into the floor, but it did no good. He was pulled along to wherever Graf wanted him to go. But he found out that Graf had just led him back up to the entrance of the basement and then shoved him hard out into the hallway.
Randall couldn't find his balance and he fell front first onto the floor. He managed to turn around to see Graf.
"I know I enjoyed myself. And like I said, stay away." Graf said as he walked past him and closed off the basement door.
After he was gone, Randall was left lying there on the floor. He couldn't move. He broke down crying.
One of the canister carriers found him a little while later, wondering what he was doing down here. He knew Randall wasn't supposed to be dealing with canisters right now. He had never seen the purple lizard in such a fragile state of mind.
Randall said nothing and just glared at the floor. The canister monster used his walky to call up front to Sullivan that Randall had been found.
Sulley came down to where Randall was and he instantly recognized the place that led to the secret basement.
"Randall, what are you doing in this part of the building? You aren't trying to start that scary machine again, are you?" Sulley demanded.
"NO!" Randall growled. "I was forced down there! That lizard that you hired forced me down there and raped me! It was Graf. He was the missing male that wasn't arrested, Sullivan! Now look what he did to me!"
Sulley could tell from Randall's tone of voice that something had happened. He hadn't been like this for a long time. Something had clearly upset him. And he could see a little blood on Randall's neck.
"Let's get you checked out to make sure you're alright and we'll take you home." Sulley said.
Fungus was notified and took Randall to the hospital to be checked out.
Indeed, there was semen found. Then the doctor had an ultrasound done on Randall's belly to make sure everything was alright internally as Randall had said his wounded site had been pressed on and it was hurting real bad.
The wound site itself was fine, and everything inside looked fine, but it had still been healing and it was now obviously just incredibly bruised. His neck was also examined and all he needed was a few band-aids.
Randall's mental state had also been harmed. He was scared out of his wits and felt horribly dirty and humiliated. He just wanted to go home.
Fungus took him home afterward.
The next day, police came to Randall's apartment to get the full details of what happened to him.
Randall was reluctant to say it, as he didn't want to relive it, but it needed to be done so they could get started on getting justice for him.
A medical report was sent to Sullivan and the police on Randall's condition. It was recommended that Randall take a few days off work so he could try to get his mind together and he should see a therapist.
Sulley would have Randall on paid leave so he could still have money to take care of himself while he was off.
Randall felt so alone right now. One horrendous incident after another not so long ago. He hadn't deserved it. He found himself crying a lot. It was so hard to sleep when every time he closed his eyes, he saw Graf grinning evilly down on him and he could still feel the pain of the penetration. He curled his tail underneath himself.
What if something resulted from the rape, aside from feeling dirty about it? Why did everything bad have to happen to him?
….
Three weeks went by. Graf had soon been found and arrested. The girls on the other hand had gone into some good hiding.
Randall's mental state hadn't been good for quite awhile. He had been off of work for these few weeks to try to give him some time to heal from his ordeal. He was a little more stable now and ready to go back to his job.
Randall went back to doing canister refills. Though he did work in the kitchen in the afternoons. He had to be doing something to try to take his mind off what had happened.
He hadn't heard from Sadie since he found out she and the others were expecting his offspring. He couldn't help but wonder how many kids he was expecting.
