I focused my energy on the next chapter in Ye Olde Kinktober.

Chapter 4: Teratophilia - Attraction to…Monsters? SThis village is relatively safe from such foul creatures.

I took a deep breath and held it for a moment before releasing it. My spiritual tendrils crept out to expand through the whole of Stardew Valley in search of my target. After a moment, something dark attached itself to me. I felt it beckoning me towards the mines, its quiet whispers layering softly over themselves in a dozen unknown tongues. Its subtle insistence drew me closer to it, drove me deeper and deeper into the mines after it. I felt myself speeding towards the source of this feeling, my thoughts growing unfocused and frenzied. It guided my astral form through floor after floor until I arrived at the bottom of the mines, floor 120. Therein stood a man cloaked in stars.

My astral form skittered up a stone on the ground as my vision cleared and my senses returned to me.

That man…Mr. Qi? What's he doing down here?

Torches rose from the ground in a circle around the man. Lines drawn between the torches mimicked the design of my own summoning circle, with some minor tweaks. The lines that governed what exactly was being summoned had been altered strangely. I stared up at the man from my perch. His skin shone with an unnatural blue luster as if he was lit from within. No shadow dared to settle over him. His cloak and his hat, however, seemed to drink in the torchlight as it danced towards him. The fabric was a fathomless black except where it glittered with specks as bright as starlight. I watched the specks swirl in on themselves, forming the shapes of galaxies I had only visited in dreams. Though the man and the cloak were still, the stars never stopped their dizzying rotations. As I continued staring, one of the clusters of specks flashed brighter, then fizzled out into darkness. I tore my eyes away from his cloak. His thin-lipped smile, a touch too broad for his face, was frozen beneath his reflective sunglasses…

Do you really need those down here in the dark?

I felt my soul freeze. The man was still facing me, unmoving.

Is he looking at me?

"I thought you'd never ask."

His voice was too smooth to be human, a suggestion of hypnotic effect rippled beneath his words.

He shouldn't be able to see me in this form. No one should!

"And yet, here we are. But you aren't the prey I sought Rasmodius…not this time, at any rate."

The man chuckled to himself before continuing.

"I suggest you leave."

I can't just leave. I followed my own thoughts here because I needed to study tera-.

I attempted to stop that train of thought before Mr. Qi could read it.

He doesn't need to know about my sex life. Or about the book. My studies are-damn it.

My true intentions flashed to the forefront of my mind.

"I see. So you're here to learn more about the monstrous side of desire? By all means, make yourself at home."

He laughed. The sound was something I felt more than heard as it rippled over me. The sensation was similar to the pins and needles one feels after a limb has fallen asleep, but less intense and more all encompassing as it traveled along my body.

"Besides, I fear it might be a bit too late for you to go."

Green light began to phosphoresce from rocks in the walls and ceiling.

An infestation.

That tangible sensation of laughter rumbled over me again as creatures began to enter the room. Green slimes seeped through the rugged stone walls and ceiling, landing on the ground with a squelch. Two shadow brutes ripped themselves from the darkness of a far corner, leaving several pairs of eyes shining in the void behind them. The mournful sound of a ghost could be heard sinking slowly down from a higher floor. Mr. Qi. whipped off his cloak with a flourish and tossed it aside, standing bare before the creatures in the cavern. The cloak landed near me, just outside the edge of the circle. He spread his arms high and wide and allowed the creatures to approach his naked body. The two shadow brutes reached him at the same time and began roughly jostling his body around between them. He fell to his knees as if that touch alone was enough to defeat him.

Surely not…

I reached out a spiritual tendril towards him.

I just need to see that he's uninjured, then I'll dispatch these creatures and…

Our souls connected, and I felt myself hurled into the black hole of his own spirit. Sensations merged between us. I felt hard ground beneath his knees as the rocks dug and cut into his skin. Everywhere the shadow brutes touched was burning hot as their rough, craggy arms scraped along his flesh. I felt it as one of the shadow brutes pressed its body against Mr. Qi's exposed ass. The shadow brute grabbed a green slime, ripped it in half, and allowed the resulting fluid to fall between Mr. Qi's cheeks. A second later, I felt it as the shadow brute pushed himself inside the kneeling man. The indescribable slickness of the slime saved him from the scraping sensation, but the abrupt stretch and the feeling of fullness wrenched a moan from his lips. His palms hit the ground in front of him.

The second shadow brute made a sound like grinding stones, then brought itself to Mr Qi's head. It pressed forwards, grinding its crotch against the man's face. Mr Qi opened his mouth eagerly and tried to catch the creature's length in his mouth. The creature made another gravelly noise as it sank into him. The shadow brutes rocked his body back and forth as he struggled to please them both. His erection curved up towards his stomach as it grew. His tip bounced against him every time he was shot forwards. The brute's impossibly hot bodies grew warmer and warmer. Their touches, already difficult to withstand, began to burn. A moaning ghost sank through the ceiling and into the summoning circle. Its presence was as cold as death, and even at this distance I felt myself cringing away from it. Mr Qi leaned towards it, groaning as the brute worked his mouth. The ghost floated through his body. Its hypothermic presence contrasted so harshly with the fiery touch of the brutes that I felt myself shake as the sensations echoed through Mr. Qi and into me. Precum was leaking from the tip of his cock now, and it left a shining patch of moisture on his stomach as he continued to bounce against himself. A green slime noticed and leapt towards it, sinking itself onto the source of moisture. The man's straining member was visible inside the little green blob. He began to throb as the slime creature compressed his cock within itself. The shadow brute behind him started to move faster. It bent over him, its body now hot enough to scorch the flesh that shook beneath it. The scent of burning meat wafted over to me for a moment, then the shadow brute let out a sound like a splitting boulder. Red fluid that glowed like magma seeped out of Qi's ass and onto the ground. The creature withdrew itself and collapsed back into the shadows. The remaining shadow brute grabbed Mr Qi's head and pulled him towards itself. The man's legs gave out. He collapsed against the shadow brute's body, his lower half dragging along the ground as the creature attempted to push itself deeper into his throat. The green slime twitched angrily around his cock as it found itself trapped beneath him. Qi's arms made a weak attempt to push his body up off the ground before giving up and wrapping around the shadow brute. His flesh smoked everywhere they touched as he devoured the creature that writhed before him. It made a sound very like the other brute's, then pushed forwards and stilled. Qi swallowed once…twice…three…four times before the creature dropped his head and retreated.

The blue man curled on his side on the floor, catching the slime creature in his hand as it attempted to remove itself from his cock. He cupped his hands around it and held it in place as he grinded into it. After a moment the man sighed, then the creature went from green to white. He opened his hands and let it jump away, where it was quickly caught by the ghost. The ghost ripped it in half and drank the creamy white fluid from within before vanishing. The green light dissipated, leaving only the flames or the torches. The blue man lay still, his body a patchwork of raw burns and frostbite, covered in countless abrasions everywhere the brutes had touched him. He swiped a hand through one of the lines in his summoning circle and I felt his hold over me release. I withdrew my soul from him.

"Any questions? Or have you learned enough?"

Are you okay?

"Oh, this? It's nothing. I've had much worse."

His skin was already mending itself. No cuts were visible, and most of the burns had disappeared. In another moment the only evidence that would remain of these activities would be the various fluids and squiggles on the ground.

"In fact, it takes at least that much these days for me to feel…anything at all."

He walked over and grabbed his cloak, tossing it over his shoulders with a practiced ease. He settled his hat back on his head, took his glasses off, and cleaned them with the fabric on his chest. I looked up at his face. Two sunken, black pits stared back at me from where his eyes should have been. He replaced his glasses and grinned.

Have his teeth always been that sharp?

"You should try it sometime. It's the experience of a lifetime."

I'll pass.

I rose and started flying back through the mines towards the surface. His voice followed me as I retreated, as clear and distinct as if he spoke from an inch behind me.

"Good call."

Only the sunlight melted the chill of his laughter from my soul completely.