spilled milk and guts pinky/jacee

 “Be a good boy and take care of Pinkie, m’kay? I’ll be right back.”

Even though Tedd had left minutes ago, Jacee was still frowning, his grip on the feeding bottle unnecessarily tight.Ever since Pinky had appeared, his master’s attention had been divided between him and his new creation, and not fairly enough for Jacee to overlook it. Everything was about Pinky lately. Tests. Needing some sort of babysitter-mother to take care of him. He had even been involved (although rarely) in sex ever since his master discovered that his pain and fear were genuine, unlike his.Jealousy consumed him whenever Tedd had to excuse himself and reluctantly look after whatever this stupid creature was.He came out wrong. He’s not anywhere near as good as you are, his master had reassured him.Slurp slurp.But it wasn’t Pinky being better than him that worried him.Gulp.It was the idea that Tedd would never spend time with him like he used to again—that this would lead to many other creations, and he would no longer be special. Abandonment.Slurp slurp.This one had been a failure, but what if the next one wasn’t? What if they ended up being even better than him? The clock was ticking, and he was running out of time.“Stop that.”Gulp.All because of this stupid, broken thing that rested in his arms, with his (its? Jacee wasn’t sure anymore) belly full of milk and his innocent lamb-like eyes. He even started sucking on his thumb as he looked at him, and it made 148 feel humiliated. Like he was being made fun of.Pinky had barely been able to finish drinking his milk when Jacee kneed him, and his small body fell to the ground so easily that it only annoyed him even more. Pinky looked like a deer in the headlights, taken aback by his violence, and God, how he hated that expression on his face. He was insufferable, dependent to a fault, yet he didn’t seem to understand that being used and hurt had been his purpose all along.Perhaps he was expecting too much from him, Jacee reasoned as those blue eyes looked up at him in a mix of confusion and uneasiness.The kick that followed was heavier and with more intent. Something was swirling in his chest—a rage and disgust barely contained, and it wanted out. Was this what was left of his humanity? Or was this just the rage of a rabid dog ready to maul its prey?Whatever it was, Pinky had become aware of it.“Jacee don’t understand…”He took hold of the creature’s body, and his hands squeezed the sides of his stomach so hard that, for a moment, Jacee thought he’d crush his lungs. If he focused, he could feel every little organ inside him, his heart hammering inside his chest like a tiny drum. Thump. Thump. Thump.“A-Ack!” Pinky was gagging, wordlessly begging him to stop, and despite everything, Jacee couldn’t feel anything but sick satisfaction at the sight of his face going pale.Was this how Tedd felt towards him? He understood the appeal now.“How Master created you and Jacee…” he concluded.The sound of retching filled the room before Pinky threw up all over his own chest, non-digested milk he’d barely gotten to enjoy, and the stench made him scrunch his nose in disgust before dropping him to the ground.Slowly, Pinky breathed again.It was funny. Jacee wanted to be a mother so badly. But in his eyes, 336 was a failure and, at the same time, too much of a threat to consider him a child. Still, wasn’t it something similar to motherly compassion that made him want to destroy him, too? Some animals killed their offspring when they became sick.Maybe he was just trying to convince himself that he was somehow sparing the poor thing.Jacee didn’t know what expression he was making as he prepared to kick him again. He wished he had a mirror to see it. But the pure horror in Pinky’s eyes before clumsily getting up and starting to run said more than enough about it. He didn’t have to look him in the eye to know he was crying, the frantic, terrified uh-uhs coming from his lips only confirming his thoughts.“Come here!”It wasn’t hard for Jacee to catch him. A few long strides were enough to sink his teeth into Pinky’s neck, feel the soft skin against his canines, and almost immediately, the sound of retching filled the room as white vomit fell in front of him again. Of course. Jacee had to take a deep breath not to drop 336 again, forcing himself to stare at the liquid instead.It almost made him feel bad for him; the way Pinky’s cries for help intensified in fear of what would come next, how he was more worried about not being able to escape than the fact that he’d thrown up. Almost.He shook his head frantically, as if he were discarding the idea entirely. Tedd’s attention was above everything else. If Jacee had to get rid of his latest experiment to have it all for himself, then so be it. He would be the only one.

“Uh-uh, uh-uh!”Pinky’s skin hung stretched out for a few more seconds before Jacee threw him against the wall with all his strength. The loud sound his body made when it crashed against the wall tasted like victory in a twisted, new way, and it drowned Pinky’s screams.It wasn’t the same as his relationship with Tedd. His master was sadistic, but in a curious way. Always trying to get a reaction out of him, see how much his body could take before giving up… But Jacee didn’t care about that.All he wanted was to destroy Pinky and everything related to his existence.The poor creature could barely move before 148 ran towards him, grabbed him with his teeth, and threw him across the room again. This time, some test tubes on the shelves also suffered the consequences, and they thunderously fell before breaking into pieces over Pinky. He managed to catch a glimpse of blood in some of them before 336’s limp body fell to the floor.It didn’t matter, Jacee told himself as he made an effort not to cover his ears. Glass could be replaced. Not him.Not him.Silence.One second, two seconds, five, ten, fifteen, thirty, a minute. No movement. No response.“336?” he called before realizing how useless it was. Stupid… He don’t trust Jacee now. He can’t talk either…Carefully, he approached Pinky’s body and circled it, inspecting it. If he hadn’t seen him moving minutes ago, 148 could’ve easily mistaken him for an unsettling hyper-realistic wax figure. He was pale from having thrown up, and bruises were starting to form on his thin limbs, making him look even more fragile than before.He moved the body slightly with his feet and flinched when something started coming out of 336’s mouth. It was like foam, though it quickly started to turn into something more liquid after a few seconds. More milk…“A-Ack… U-Ughuh!”Pinky was choking with the same milk he’d so happily drank just minutes ago, the sound slowly being muffled by the liquid.Still, he wouldn’t move or cry.Had he killed him then? Is that it? Jacee wondered as he put his hand against 336’s chest, looking for a heartbeat. It felt oddly disappointing but relieving at the same time.336 was finally—Thump… Thump . Thump…If there was such thing as seeing red, Jacee experienced it right then.“Liar! 336 is just pretending!” he yelled.How did this thing dare think he was as stupid as him? How hadn’t Tedd discarded him already if he kept saying he was useless and a failure?A voice inside his head had become louder in the last minutes—an animalistic urge that had started back when Pinky ran away from him, the same a predator would get when seeing his prey. He didn’t want just to destroy him, Jacee realized as his hand practically flew away from Pinky’s chest.He wanted to consume him.He was almost shaking from anticipation when he used his claws to tear his skin. It was easy, and Pinky’s chest went up and down slowly, finding it hard to breathe after the impact. How much was he able to move and feel right now? Jacee wasn’t sure. But he wouldn't show mercy if he tried to push him away somehow. They were already too deep in this to stop.“Jacee will take care of 336. Since 336 is too broken for Master now…” 148 mumbled, more to himself than to Pinky.His fingers pried at the edges of the cut, making a wet sound once Jacee harshly peeled the skin back. Soon, the tender flesh was right below his fingertips, and he allowed himself to feel it for a few moments with child-like curiosity. It was red, raw, and the muscles twitched as if they desperately wanted to cover themselves again. As if they were trying to escape what he had in mind for 336.“No shaking…” he hissed. The smell of the blood that had started to seep was intoxicating, but he had to remind himself to wait for the best part instead.If he pressed his fingers just a bit more, he could feel 336’s ribs moving, how agitated his breath had become compared to just a few seconds ago, the screams of agony he couldn’t let out...He couldn’t contain himself anymore.The smell of rancid milk reappeared after he opened a new cut, but Jacee barely registered it. It was the blood that called him, made him ignore how the smell of bile and stomach acid mixed into something disgusting.He could’ve cut his intestines if he wanted to. Get the milk he’d loved completely out of him and turn into something disgusting, rotten.Thump thump thump.But it was that sound that drove him crazy.Thump thump thump.He grabbed Pinky’s heart gently, feeling it pulsate and twitch against his palm, warm and rubbery. It was so much smaller than his, and still, it fought so hard to keep beating. He had never eaten a heart like this, knowing that he’d take a life by feeding.It was such a shame. Such a shame that Pinky had come between Tedd and him.“No more lies from 336.”

His face got splattered with blood once he dug his teeth into Pinky’s heart, but Jacee was too focused on the sweet taste to care about it. It was as if that part of him, that human part, had disappeared entirely as he grunted and ate messily. Blood mixed with saliva and little threads of blood united his mouth with the heart each time he took a new bite.The need to feed had been so overwhelming that 148 hadn’t heard the sound of someone behind the door until Tedd was already in the room. However, when he noticed he wasn’t alone, his tail—which he’d been wagging during the bloodbath—perked up as he turned his head.“I guess someone got too hungry.” He didn’t sound angry, but he certainly didn’t sound as playful as usual. His expression as he scanned the room was illegible, but the way his gaze lingered on the broken test tubes didn’t go unnoticed by 148 either, making him lower his head in embarrassment.There were a few moments of silence where Jacee was completely still before his Master spoke again. “Just clean your mess.”****He could barely feel his tongue anymore after licking Pinky’s remains, all while Tedd silently worked. It was weird—he should be overjoyed now that 336 wasn’t around anymore, and he was to some extent. Tedd had even concealed Pinky’s corpse with a trash bag, something that in other circumstances would’ve probably made him wag his tail for hours.But he hadn’t planned that his Master would give him the silent treatment once he came back.“You’re done? Good.” Even the few words he did say to him sounded cold. “You can go to bed then.”Bed… Yes, he was pretty tired after all this. Laying down with his Master sounded good, Jacee thought as he followed behind him out of the laboratory. And his body was always so warm, and he would pet his hair for minutes if he felt like being a bit more affectionate that day.Unfortunately, Tedd didn’t seem to agree with the idea.“Why don’t you sleep on the crate tonight, hm?”148 grimaced. “But Jacee…” he tried to argue.Of course, his Master wouldn’t hear it. It hadn’t been a question.“Goodnight.”He didn’t know if he hated more that goodnight or how Tedd had left him to take care of Pinky.Still, once he laid down inside his kettle with no one but himself to comfort him, the thought that Pinky was finally dead came back to him. Tedd could ignore him all he wanted (hopefully not for long), but that wouldn’t make 336 come back. He wasn’t like him, and he’d proven it.There was comfort in that. Enough to make him start to get sleepy, although with his ears perked up in case his Master changed his mind. In case he decided to pet his hair and congratulate him for how strong and perfect he was.He’d get there one day.There was still time.

insides master/148

 “Uh-uh. Stay still, Jay.”

Despite how many times he had seen Jacee like this, strapped down and looking up at him with a mix of nervousness and excitement, Tedd could never get enough of it. He had decided to take a step further where other professionals in his field had drawn a line because of moral codes, and it was a choice he still stood by, even if most people would be horrified to see his beloved pet's current state.He wouldn’t change how Jacee shivered in anticipation under the cold touch of a blade for anything in the world.“Sorry.” The word was said under his breath, practically inaudible if it hadn’t been for how close they were to each other. He seemed almost mesmerized by the fine line of blood that had started to run down his stomach, as if Tedd hadn’t made him bleed a million times before. As if this was the first time they’d ever been in a situation like this. Their relationship consisted of an endless cycle of asking himself what his reactions would be like if he did a certain thing and then being able to test it out without any type of restraint.Andtruly, it was hard for any other hypothetical subject to compare to Jacee. No matter how much Tedd cut, destroyed, or burnt, Jacee would always live through it. The scars all over his body were, if anything, Tedd’s way of showing how much he adored him. How Jacee was his most perfect creation so far.“There we go,” he hummed softly, leaving the scalpel on his desk. He could feel the other man’s eyes fixed on him, following him, as he took a few steps back to admire his work; the crown of blood around Jacee’s head from wanting to take a look inside his brain, his stomach open for him. The message was clear—You’re mine, both in body and mind.As he approached Jacee once more, practically looming over him, Tedd’s hands hovered over his head. There was something so intimate about seeing his creation like this, knowing he could sink his fingers into his brain and feel every part of it. And why just think about it when nothing was stopping him from actually doing it?“What are you—” If Jacee was already pale, feeling two hands playing with something he hadn’t even been that conscious about before definitely didn’t help him bring color to his cheeks. It felt as though his brain wasn’t entirely part of him, yet the feeling of Tedd tampering with it produced a visceral reaction in him, trying to look up without moving his head. “Eek, don’t touch it!”.The giggle that came from Tedd’s lips felt completely out of place given the situation, but by now, Jacee was well aware that this was just the way he was: morbidly curious, almost childish in how he went about his experiments. “Can you feel it pulsating?”. His voice sounded almost mellow, as it did sometimes when he was admiring something new and, more often than not, gross. “It’s so squishy… It feels like I could squash it if I pressed too hard.”“It feels weird,” Jacee muttered awkwardly, trying to ignore the last comment. All he got in response was a low hum, as if Tedd was trying to hush him away.“Aw, don’t be whiny, Jay.” However, only a few seconds afterward, that sensation inside his head was gone, and Tedd’s hands were up in the air again.Had he let go because of his words? It was unlikely. Whenever Tedd had something in mind, there was no stopping him. He had almost forgotten about the cut across his belly until he felt it being pried open, and his breath caught in his throat for a moment as Tedd’s hands intruded again, this time inside his stomach. Every now and then, he wondered how Tedd had blended into society before when he was overjoyed at the sight of his insides.“You’re so soft here, too. And warm...” He noted, his hand gently caressing his intestines before closing his fingers around them, testing the texture against his palm.“Y-Yeah…?” The smell of blood and the sight of his own insides had started to make Jacee feel slightly nauseous, and he couldn’t help but close his eyes tightly as he allowed Tedd to touch as he pleased. No matter how many fucked up experiments he had conducted on him, there were simply some things that his body still couldn’t get used to.

“Mhm.”Strangely, there was an eerie, long silence between them after his reply. He could still sense Tedd’s hands playing with his intestines, slowly sliding his thumb across them, but it felt as though he’d run out of comments to make—something clearly out of character for him. However, it wasn’t until his hands were away from his guts that Jacee started getting antsy, attempting to open his eyes.“Are we do—?”“Keep your eyes closed,” Tedd cut him off almost immediately, and the reddish darkness from barely keeping his eyes closed turned much darker at the command. “No peeking, alright? It’s a surprise.” All Jacee could do was nod in response, and he could hear Tedd’s lopsided smile in the way he whispered. “Good boy…”There was something equally scary and arousing about being unable to see what was happening around him. It forced him to rely more on his other senses and give in to his imagination to figure out what Tedd was doing. Was that tingling sound keys? No, it would’ve been louder in that case. Suddenly, the room felt a lot more unfamiliar. What objects did Tedd have that could make that sound? What could he recall now that he was momentarily stripped away from the right to see?There was another, much lighter sound that followed, and this time, Jacee was pretty sure he could recognize it: pants being pulled down, just like Tedd had done many times before. Only he was usually more focused on the visual aspect rather than how it sounded.Putting those two things together, it should be obvious what Tedd wanted to surprise him with. His body tensed by instinct as he felt Todd’s breath dusting against his skin, much closer to him than he had been only a few seconds ago. All Jacee could think about was when it would happen, and if Tedd would go all the way in from the beginning or have the slightest bit of mercy.He had focused so much on the moment when he’d feel Tedd inside his pussy that he had completely forgotten about the cavity in his chest. That was, at least, until something hard started prodding at his insides, and the realization hit him.“You can open your eyes now.”He couldn’t have kept his eyes closed for more than a minute or so, yet Jacee had to blink a few times to readjust to the light, flinching once he could see better. Tedd’s face was only a few inches away from him, and the white light from the laboratory gave his head a strange halo effect that didn’t suit the lust in his eyes.“Surprise, Jay.”Before he could process what was going on enough to come up with a reply, a loud whimper came out from his lips. While he had gotten somewhat used to having sex with Tedd, it was an entirely different thing to have him thrusting in and out of his stomach. The smell of viscera, mixed with the squelching sound of Tedd’s cock sliding his cock into his intestines, was by far one of the grossest situations he had been put into ever since he became his pet.But if that was the case, why had he learned to enjoy things like these? Of course, he would never admit it out loud… not willingly, at least. He didn’t want to acknowledge that side of him Tedd had managed to corrupt. But it was there, a thought sitting at the back of his mind whenever he was put into these scenarios.“N-Ngh… Master…W-Wait, wait…”“Y-You’re so cute on the inside, Jay…” Tedd’s breathy laugh sent a shiver down his spine. The hands that had been grabbing him by the hips moved to his head once more as he spoke, ignoring his words. It felt as though Tedd was constantly about to dig his f ingers into his brain, practically having to restrain himself from doing it. And just like Jacee would never admit he enjoyed this, he’d never admit that he took pride in getting that reaction out of him. “Look at me…”His eyes met the other man’s, their agitated breaths and skin slapping against guts being the only sounds that could be heard inside the room for a few seconds. The blood from Tedd’s hands was slowly dripping down his forehead, warm and fresh, but there was nothing he could do to wipe it away without having arms anymore. Another thing where he was completely dependent on his creator.“M-master—” The name came out like a prayer of sorts, though what he would’ve said had he been able to keep speaking, Jacee didn’t know. Instead, a moan escaped past his lips once something warm filled his stomach, and his intestines were painted with messy white streaks as he arched his back.For a few seconds, he could barely register what was going on as he tried to steady his breath, his vision so blurry that Tedd’s face looked like a weird pink spot. Even as he slid his cock out of his stomach and caressed his cheek, he still felt groggy from the loss of blood.“You’ve been such a good boy today…” He sighed dreamily, practically shuddered. “Do you want a treat?”.It wasn’t until Tedd said the magic word—treat—that his energy seemed to return, looking at him and nodding enthusiastically, even if the movement only worsened that feeling of dizziness. The way his tail wagged from side to side didn’t go unnoticed by Tedd.“Alright then. Just let me clean you up really quick.”By now, if there was one thing he had grown used to, that was being sewn up. He had even seen Tedd make progress in that aspect: his first stitches were more long and clumsy, as if he were so desperate to play with his new toy that he couldn’t afford to lose time fixing him. Over time, though, they became more skilled; and he, more used to being pierced by a needle.“Are you gonna let it… Y’know, inside?”. Jacee couldn’t help asking. Tedd had cleaned the blood off and sewn more than half of his stomach by now, but still given no signs of wanting to do anything about the cum inside his stomach.“Whynot? It looks good inside you. And it’s not like you can die, either.” Well, it wasn’t like he could argue much against that last comment, Jacee thought.“Is it gonna take you much longer?”.“Awh, did you miss getting treats that much?” Tedd teased, the smile on his face growing as he added another stitch.“J-Just get it done quickly.”Jacee could barely contain his excitement as Tedd continued to sew the cuts he had done on him, trying not to shift too much in place. And, while his tail had been shyly wagging throughout the entire thing, it felt like his heart skipped a beat once his creator announced he was done, the movements becoming much faster despite his state.“All fixed. Now…” Tedd hummed thoughtfully, reaching once more for his scalpel. He finally decided on the upper part of his forearm and slowly cut horizontally, making sure it was deep enough to get Jacee a good amount of blood but not to cause himself serious harm.As soon as he put his cut next to Jacee’s mouth, he started drinking from it like a starved animal, eyes closed in bliss as the color slowly started to come back to his pale face. “You’re gonna get me hard again…” The way Jacee opened his eyes to stare at him made him giggle, trying to keep his arm still. “I’m just joking... Sort of. But you can rest for today.”It only took Jacee a few seconds to feel full, pulling away from the cut before licking his lips clean. “Thanks,” he mumbled while Tedd undid his restraints, taking him in his arms.“You’re welcome.” The walk to the bed, added to having drank blood, made up greatly for the embarrassment and humiliation he’d been subjected to. The operating table couldn’t compare to a soft pillow and clean blankets, Jesse concluded as Todd laid down in bed with him, hugging him by the waist.“You’re perfect,” the doctor whispered before burying his nose in his hair, enjoying the lingering smell of blood.“Yeah, I know. You always remind me of it.”Maybe being Tedd’s most perfect creation wasn’t so bad after all.