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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      IT_-_Stephen_King, IT_(2017)
  Relationship:
      Pennywise_x_Reader
  Character:
      Pennywise, Reader, You
  Additional Tags:
      this_is_fucked_up, Choking, Biting, eating_flesh, Rape, Forces_himself_on
      you, please_read_at_own_risk, Kissing, Scratching, why_did_I_write_this
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-11 Words: 2211
****** Takes what he wants ******
by PennywiseTheDancingClown
Summary
     Pennywise doesn't care about privacy. He'll get what he wants, when
     he wants it and how it wants it.
PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING! 
 
A lot of readers are sensitive about rape. This fanfiction will contain  Rape.
 
If you easily get triggered by this tag please do not read. H owever, if you're
fine with these tag please continue reading! 
 
Have a balloon <3 
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You stood eyes closed in the shower alone. Your eyes were closed as your head
tilted back in relaxation. The warm water trickled down your smooth neck and
made its way further down your thin body. Your muscles eased gently at the
gentle touch of the water. A long day meant a long shower. You gently scrubbed
your body with some sweet-scented soap before rinsing off finally. While living
with your parents they always complained about how long you took in the shower,
but now, living alone you could spend as much time as you wanted in the shower.
You opened your eyes slowly and peered in front of you at the glass that
surrounded the shower. It had become foggy from the steam the hot water gave
off. 
You eyes lingered for a moment before the sound of a bottle falling earned your
attention. You swallowed thickly as you stayed completely still for a whole
three minutes. 
'Maybe it was just the wind?' 
But the windows weren't open.
'Maybe it just fell over?' 
But things don't just fall over themselves. 
'Maybe I placed something too close to the edge of the bench?" 
But it would have fallen off ages ago. 
Every logical sense you made up in your head always had the downside. They were
never the correct answer. Slowly, you turned the shower off and opened the
glass shower door slowly. You eyes instantly looked down at the hand
moisturizer on the ground. It had fallen from the sink. You looked around the
bathroom, but it was just you alone standing naked in the shower. Stepping out
you reached for the nearest towel and quickly covered yourself with it. 
Walking over you picked up the bottle and put it back on the sink, this time
far away from the edge. As you looked at the perfect white sink you noticed
your clothes which you had hung up weren't there anymore. 
'Maybe I left it in the bedroom?' You thought and turned to face the mirror
that was fogged up. Reaching your hand up, you gently wiped away the fog and
looked at yourself in the mirror. You hadn't slept well the past few days, and
it seemed to be taking a toll on your facial appearance. You looked paler and
have new circles under your eyes. 
Sighing you finally left the bathroom, wet footprints followed you down the
hall as your made your way to your room. Upon entering you spotted your clothes
on your bed. You walked over to them and reached out an arm to get it but was
thrown backward as a strong hand wrapped around your wrist and violently pulled
you backward. Your back collided with something silky. You looked up instantly,
seeing a clown smile wickedly down at you. Screaming like there was no tomorrow
you thrashed against him, trying to pull your arm free of his grasp. But he was
stronger. Much stronger. He merely laughed at your actions as you tried putting
distance between the both of you, even with him still holding your arm. 
"W-Who are you....and what are you doing in my house? HOW did you even get in
my house!?" You asked frightenedly. 
The clown laughed in a surprisingly high pitched tone. "Why I'm Pennywise, The
Dancing Clown!" He introduced, his smile never fading from his red lips.
"My...Aren't you a pretty little thing." He stated as his blue eyes ran over
your body. You grasped onto the towel tighter while shooting him a sick look. 
"Get the fuck out of my house you sick pedophile." You spat at him defensively.
The clown merely cocked an eyebrow as his chuckles grew louder. 
"Pedophile....PEDOPHILE HAHAHAHAH!" He burst out into a fit of laughter, the
sick tones pitched your ears. "My my. I've been around a long time and have
been in many peoples houses but never....NEVER have I been called a pedophile."
He laughed loudly. Your face scrunched up in confusion. This clown was...happy
to be called that? 
"Get the fuck out." You hissed at him as you tried pulling your wrist free once
more. 
"Mmmmm no." The clown simply replied and pulled you closer. You tried thrashing
against his grip, doing anything to get away from him. You could feel his
gloved hand snake around your waist, stopping just under your bellybutton.
Thankfully your towel didn't move from his actions. "Pretty little human you
are." He stated. You could hear the sounds of something cracking and stopped
moving. You could feel your heart in your throat as you looked beside you to
see the clown opening his mouth to an inhuman size. He had rows and rows of
razor-sharp teeth. This...clown was not human. 
Before you could scream he sunk all his sharp teeth into your left shoulder.
Your mouth flung open as your eyes widened in shock. Your body felt num for
awhile, but you were drawn back to the pain as the clown ripped a chunk of your
flesh out of your shoulder. You screamed in pain as blood gushed from your
wound and stained the white towel that covered your body. 
The clown let you go finally and watched as you placed both hands on your open
wound, trying to stop the bleeding. Your towel now abandoned on the floor
leaving the clown to look over your inviting body. Tears stained your cheeks as
you backed up in the corner of your room. The clown grinned with pride as he
watched your delicious dark red blood glid down your freshly washed body. "Fear
is an internal seasoning but blood....your delicious warm blood in the external
seasoning. Its what makes my hunger even more fierce." He giggled childishly. 
You paid him no mind as you continued to cry in pain. But as he grew closer
your fear heightened. Before you could move he grabbed your arm and pulled you
to the bed harshly. He stretched your wound in the process making you scream
more. "That's right continue screaming. Scream for Pennywise." He snarled out
as he climbed on top of your body. 
You wanted to push him away but you dared not to touch him thinking he would
bite you again. His yellow eyes stared down at you, enjoying the pain you were
in. Quickly he reached his gloved hand down and started undoing his pants. Your
eyes followed his hand widening in horror as you realized what he was going to
do. You tried getting away but he held you down firmly.  
"I don't normally do this with my food, but it isn't too bad to get some
pleasure from a female human." He chuckled and pulled out his growing clown
erection. You tried closing your legs but he merely forced them open with
little effort.  
"P-Please don't. I didn't do anything wrong. I'm a good person." You cried
loudly, pleading with him.
"Bad things always happen to good people. You can never change reality." He
quoted in a slightly serious tone, he alined his cock with your cunt, his big
mushroom head bobbing at your entrance. "Frankly I could care less." He
thrusted in with full force, opening you too quickly. You screamed in pain as
you tried wiggling away but he held onto your thin body tightly.  
He wasted no time in fucking your cunt. He didn't bother waiting for you to
adjust. He fucked you roughly, taking your virginity with such force you
started bleeding from your stretched cunt. Your fingers curled into the
mattress sheets as your body was rocking violently against the bloodied bed
sheets. You screamed in agony, your body shook with discomfort as he raised a
gloved hand to fondle with your breast. You gave him a sickening snarl as he
brushed his fingertips on your erect nipples. 
"Don't touch me." You hissed at him angrily. 
He looked up at you before looking down at your breast. "You don't want me to
touch you, but your tits are saying otherwise. Look how hard they got." He
laughed mockingly at you as he began fucking you harder. You were disgusted
with how your body reacted but you were far from being turned on. You watched
as the clown opened his mouth up once more. You kicked a knee up to stop him
but he pulled it back down roughly. He quickly moved down and sunk his teeth
into your right shoulder causing you to scream loudly. He tore his head away
with a chunk of your flesh between his sharp teeth. 
With all the screaming you were doing it was hard to understand why your
neighbors didn't come bursting through the front door. You could hear him moan
softly as he ate your tasty, bloodied flesh. "So yummy." He commented as he
snapped his hips faster into you. His assault felt like forever. He clearly
loved your flesh so much that he opened his mouth again to attack, horrified
you raised your hands and started scratching at his face. He growled angrily
and bit your wrist violently this time he didn't tear any flesh away, he took
his teeth out and glared at you. "Little girl, don't do bad things." He flicked
you a toothy smile as he grabbed onto your hips with both hands and continued
to rape you. Harder and faster you could feel his cock swell with
anticipation. 
He was groaning and tilting his head back in pleasure. The pleasure built
inside him as sloppy sounds of his thrusts mixed with the blood leaking from
your cunt could be heard. "S-Stop!" You cried out as pain flared through your
body. 
"Tight fucking bitch. Tight fucking cunt." He groaned under his breath as he
went balls deep inside you with each thrust. He leaned down to get a better
angle. He was now fucking the shit out of you, still not caring if it hurt. 
His cock pulsed against your tight walls, signally he was close to release.
You'd give anything for this to stop. For him to just go away. He groaned
quietly before clenching his teeth together and thrusting his cock one last
time into you. He went as deep as he could as he released his seed inside you.
It burned like hell. It was as if someone poured lava or acid inside you. 
After he finally stopped cumming he thrusted almost gently a few times before
pulling out fully. His yellow eyes soaked in the damage he had caused. His lips
turning upwards wickedly. 
"Time to finish you off princess." He smiled happily. You didn't want to die,
you were too young. You had family and friends you would miss. As he bent down
to finish you off you made a quick move and planted your lips on his, giving
him what appeared his first ever kiss. You didn't pull away from him for awhile
but when you did you noticed that his eyes were wide in shock. 
He was silent for a minute, still trying to comprehend the action. You went and
kissed him again and again. Planting your kisses all over his face. Having
enough he placed a gloved hand on your chest and pushed you down on the
mattress. 
"What a desperate thing to do to stay alive." He laughed in amusement. "You
humans will do anything to live." He stated as his tongue darted out of his
mouth and ran along his red lips enjoying the taste of your blood and flesh.
"Unfortunately for you, I don't get romantic feelings for humans." He smirked
causing your eyes to widen. 
"No please." You cried as you watched his rows of sharp teeth appear. 
"Too late." With that he buried his sharp teeth into your neck, digging into
your artery and ripping a chunk of flesh from your neck. Your mouth gaped open.
A filthy metal taste filled your mouth only then you realized blood was
beginning to fill your airway. You tried gasping for air but began chocking on
your own blood. Your eyes never leaving the clowns. He smiled with joy as blood
ran down your chin. It was painful. Pennywise watched for a moment longer as
you struggled to survive. He got close to the front of your throat and tore it
wide open with his teeth. His face melted with satisfaction as your warm blood
squirted massively onto his face. It kept coming out like a waterfall. 
Finally, you no longer gripped onto life, your body stopped moving, your pupils
expanded as your last breath left your lungs. Finally, your heartbeat stopped
too. The clown began laughing loudly before happily devouring your flesh.
Leaving nothing behind apart from your bedsheets that were stained with your
blood. 
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Um yeah, so not a very happy ending. I tried to keep Pennywise in character
throughout the story so I hope I did well. 
Remember I gave you a warning before reading this so don't blame me if you need
therapy. 
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