Out of Hammerspace
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> @vellet_nsfw: Hammerspace!

And only moments ago, he'd seemed so adorable. Really, at first you weren't even sure if you were looking at a guy or a girl. Now on the other hand, he seems more threatening. Laying next to you on your bed, one finger squeezed into the waistband of his odd-looking pants. A black mass billowing out from the small gap. It just doesn't seem like it could *go* there, given the relatively small bump in his groin. The perspective is just a little off. Something that-

Your thoughts are interrupted by a deep, gurgling rumble that shakes the entire house. Plaster rains from the ceiling and the light flickers out for a moment. His grin widens along with your eyes staring between his legs, knowing just as well where the noise originated. He pulls down just a little further.

The billowing mass tries to force its way out. A deep ebony shining in the light dimmed by the impact. Creaking, groaning, surging its way out further and further. Your bed lets out a rather desperate sigh, its legs bending and breaking until his side drops onto the ground, throwing you against him. With your head on his chest, you can feel the little chuckle that you couldn't have hoped to have heard through the sheer noise that was filling not only the room, but also echoing out into the neighorhood, lights flashing on and people looking out trying to figure out its source.

The next pulse makes it hit the ceiling, sending a spiderweb of cracks across it and leaving a huge dent in it. The writhing monster leans over and thumps on the floor, more and more of it forcing itself out from its confines. Your wardrobe splinters from the force of the impact, the solid piece of furniture all but crushed to sawdust. You can only gulp at the show of force. It was almost taking up everything in front of you, from wall to wall. The view of the edge of your bedroom door was narrowing. Your only escape route all but closing off before your very eyes.

Quivering, you look back toward him, trying to find reassurance. Instead finding only a wide, wicked grin over half-lidded eyes. Pupils dilated, an unsettling, cruel tinge to them that makes a shiver run down your spine. Without thinking twice, you push yourself onto your feet and make a run for it, squeezing yourself along the wall and ripping open the door with so much momentum that you snap one of its hinges.

"Aw, not into the line of-"

The loud crash makes your ears ring. You feel the impact, you lose your footing and feel yourself soaring weightlessly. Before you can orient yourself, you land with a heavy, meaty thump. Glistening, shiny, black skin pulsing under your fingers. Your own wide eyes reflecting off of its surface, an expression of confusion and fear. You turn around to see the horizon one last time before the folds in the flesh envelop you whole.