Fan Fiction Friday: Sailor Moon in “Sailor’s Lament”

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t’s one of those days where despite my best effort, my brain and body
have no desire for me to deal with an FFF. Hence the lateness of the
posting and the very, very few comments in this week’s installment. My
apologies, but seriously, you almost didn’t get an FFF at all — whether
that would have been a good or bad thing is up to you. Anyways, today’s
story is by The Otaku King, and begins with a shockingly in-character
Serena from Sailor Moon trying stupidly to find out what presents her
parents bought for her birthday. We join her immediately after Luna the
cat scolds her for being an idiot and leaves.

Serena put down her books, looked at the clock and sighed. “It’s midnight. I thought she’d never leave!” Serena had thought of one more place to go gift hunting, and didn’t want Luna to see what she was going to do. The crafty scout went to her dresser, and took out the Luna Pen. “I hope this works.” She whispered, as she tiptoed through the quiet house. Serena stopped at the basement door. “I bet they hid it in daddy’s office.” Slowly she opened the door, and eased down the steps. She tried the office door. “Rats, still locked!” Serena grinned, and whipped out the Luna Pen. “Locked doors can’t stop Sailor Moon!” she held the pen high. “Disguise power, turn me into a cute little mouse!” Magical light swirled all around her, as she started to shrink, and transform. In seconds, it was over. Serena the mouse, twitched her whiskers, and giggled. “This is pretty cool!” she squeaked Serena scampered to the locked door, meaning to scoot under it, when her sensitive mouse nose picked up a familiar scent. “Chocolate!” she squealed in delight. “I smell chocolate!” the mouse made a beeline behind some boxes, and there it was. On some kind of wooden platform, was a chunk of chocolate bigger then her entire body! Serena moved like she was in a trance, and slowly approached the massive sweet. “Just a little couldn’t hurt!” she exclaimed.

It actually could. If you’ll hit the jump, you’ll see.

She was wrong. Serena climbed on the platform, and started to nibble on the
candy. Snap! The trap sprung!

Told you.

Serena screamed as white-hot pain lashed across
her shoulders. By rights, the strong spring should have broken her back, but the
very size of the chocolate saved her. As it was, she sobbed in pain from her
welts. The spring was imbedded in the candy, but still pinned her firmly down.
“Oh god, it hurts!” she moaned, as she tried to wriggle loose. “Help me!” she
screamed, her tiny voice just sounding like a squeak. “I have to get out of
this!” she tried to calm herself down. “Maybe if I turn back to normal, I’ll
bust out of the trap!” Serena looked to her right, and saw the Luna Pen, well
out of reach. “Damn. Too far away! I have to get out of this trap first!”
Thankfully, the pain was fading, so she started to wriggle in earnest, never
noticing the shiny black eyes watching her. The breath whooshed out of her, as
something heavy landed on her back. Serena screamed again, when she saw the two
extra mouse paws land on either side of her front paws. “Oh crap! Get off me you
dumb mouse!” it took Serena’s shocked mind several seconds to figure out why the
mouse was starting to bounce up and down on her.

I guess “Fighting evil by moonlight / Fucking mice also by moonlight” doesn’t have the same ring to it.

“No, I’m not a real mouse!” she shouted, “Please, get off!” He didn’t, of
course. Something long and hard was starting to poke at Serena’s hind legs. The
terrified girl/mouse tried to get out from under her attacker, but the trap held
her firmly in place. “No, please no!” she begged, as the mouse tried to gain
entry. “Darien has to be my first! Not a mouse!” Serena twisted and dodged for
all she was worth, but was beginning to tire. “Help me!” she cried, the musty
smell of the mouse filling her head. It was only a matter of time, and Serena
shrieked as the mouse ripped through her virginity. She could only sob, as he
thrust with amazing speed. Serena’s horror grew, when she realized her mouse
body was beginning to respond. “No! Please no!” she wailed, as she felt the
first hint of an approaching orgasm. She tried to hold back, feeling humiliated
by her body’s betrayal. “I don’t like this! I don’t!” she gasped, as the mouse
pounded away. He stiffened against her, and she felt something hot spurt deep
into her belly. Her shame was complete, as the feeling forced her into a massive
orgasm of her own. The mouse rapist stayed on her for a few terrible moments,
before finally slipping out of her aching vagina.

“Mouse rapist.” Not a good band name, but two words you’ll carry with you all weekend.

Serena just lay still, and
sobbed. Something sleek and black, streaked through the basement, and was on the
male mouse in a second. “Luna, thank you!” Serena cried, voice sounding like a
weak little squeak.

Raise your hand if you think this is going to go well.

“It’s been such a long time,” Luna laughed with glee, as she pounced on the
unsuspecting mouse. “Canned food tastes so lifeless!” Luna was hungry. She had
purposely skipped her dinner, in preparation for the hunt. She wasted no time,
and bit deep into the mouse, killing him, and then devouring the warm fresh
meat. When she finished her meal, she noticed another mouse caught in the trap.
“Hmmm, a two course dinner!” she giggled. “How nice!”

If you raised your hand you can put them down now. You look foolish enough already.

Serena couldn’t believe her ears. “No! Luna, It’s me!” she squeaked in panic.
Luna had taken the edge off her hunger, and had time for some sport. She opened
the trap, with her hand like paws. “Run little mouse! Run! Who knows, maybe
you’ll even escape me!”

Serena looked at the blood on Luna’s face, and was nearly sick. “Luna, it’s
Serena!” she screamed. “Stop!” Serena was shaking with fear. Her squeaky voice
didn’t even sound like words to her! “I have to get the Luna Pen!” she gasped,
as she ran. With a graceful leap, Luna landed between Serena and the pen. “Too
slow!” Luna purred deep in her throat. She swiped at the mouse with her razor
claws’; opening a wound across its back.

Serena ran in blind terror, blood matting her fur. “Luna, it’s me! Please don’t
kill me!” Serena felt something crash into her, ripping at her, as she was
slammed into the wall. Shock numbed her body, and she felt only a dreadful cold.
Serena stared in disbelief at the jagged bone, white as snow, jutting from the
spongy red mass where her leg used to be. “The pen, the pen.” She moaned, as she
dragged herself across the floor. If she could only reach the Luna Pen,
transforming back would heal her! Serena was almost there. “Just a little more.”
She whispered. “Please, let me just touch it!” Luna pounced again. This mouse
was little, and made a nice mouth full.

The huge tongue rasped roughly across Serena’s face, as she whimpered in pain.
“Please no!” the mouse breathed, pounding uselessly at the rough tongue. Serena
felt pain, as massive teeth, like steak knives, lashed into her body. She begged
futilely when she started to slide towards the back of the cat’s throat. “Please
Luna! It’s me! Meatball head! I don’t want to die!” she tried and tried to grab
hold of something, but her mouse paws had no fingers. Muscles constricted
tightly around her ravaged body. Serena was forced downward, into darkness. Warm
wetness surrounded her.

She finally came to rest, bumping her face into
something hard, and unyielding. Reaching out blindly, she touched something. It
was the neatly severed head of her mouse lover! Serena opened her mouth to
scream one last time, but no sound came forth. Powerful digestive fluids poured
down her throat, choking her. She writhed, in terror, for just a few seconds, as
the corrosive acid began eating into her flesh, before finally laying still.

Jesus. Who’d have thought a story that began with mouse rape would have ended so badly?

Luna licked her chops, after such a fine dinner, and looked around on the floor,
for that leg she had missed. She spotted it, and was startled to see it slowly
growing, and transforming. Terrible fear filled her mind, when she noticed the
Luna Pen laying not far away.

“Oh my Princess!” she wailed, when the leg had
fully regained human form. Luna sobbed in despair. “Please forgive me! Queen
Serenity! I’ve failed you!” She hung her head in sorrow. “I’m so sorry, Serena!”

A sudden thought, formed through her grief. “The leg,” she whispered.
“It returned to full size!” her blood seemed to freeze in her veins. “Oh no!
Please not that!”

Luna ran for the stairs. She had to get to the first aid kit;
it should have something to induce vomiting. A stabbing pain tore through her
stomach before she reached the first step. In panic, she desperately tried to
bring up her last meal, but it was already too late. The pain grew and grew.
Luna watched shaking, as her sleek body stretched and bulged. Her bladder was
forced to empty, and her bowels let go explosively from the increasing pressure.
Bones snapped, one by one, as her growing belly forced her ribs, and then her
legs straight out from her body. She deserved to die for what she did, but the
pain was unbearable! Each breath was getting harder and harder, as her lungs
were compressed. Oh, how she fought to draw one last precious breath, tossing
her head from side to side in silent agony. She couldn’t even cry out, when
warmth spread throughout her body, as her internal organs were finally crushed.
Mercifully, she was dead, before her body split open, spilling what remained of
Serena, out onto the cold cement floor.

I’m very happy to be able to bust this bad boy out:

The fighting spirit went out of the other Sailor Scouts, when they learned the
horrible news. Queen Beryl picked them off, one by one, and darkness fell
forever across the Earth.

Sailor Moon raped and eaten. Cat exploded. World conquered. The end. Sadly, about the only thing I can muster a feeling for is that I’m grateful that at least that really was chocolate in the mouse trap.