READ NOVEL ONLINE Seven: Colonel Cosplay.
“M-milly……… H-help…..Upstairs…………..Hospital………………………….”
“!?!” Everyone stood in shock, staring at the phone.
The call suddenly ended, a loud thumping noise going off in the ceiling above!
Milly put her phone down and instantly began running towards the stairs, pushing Jack out of the way. Jimmithey ran to follow her, both of them reaching the nearby staircase.
“Milly! Where are you going?!” Jimmithey said as he followed her into the dark staircase.
“He’s here. In the hospital! Something’s happening to him!” Milly yelled as they reached the staircase, slamming the door open.
When they did, they saw blood lined up along the floor. It was incredibly dark and the hall was long, only illuminated by a single light at the end of the hall.
Milly walked forward and looked, seeing a man in a trench coat, sitting on his knees.
“Detective!” Milly screamed as she began running towards him. But she stopped when she felt a disturbing aura coming off from him.
“Milly, oh Milly! What the fuck is wrong!? I’m here at the meeting place, right bitch!” A familiar voice said, coming from behind the detective.
The detective’s dead body fell onto the ground, revealing a figure in a polo shirt and jeans, with short blond hair.
It was Jimmithey, standing in front of them with blood on his hands.
“Is that me?!! W-what the FUCK!” Jimmithey screamed as he caught up to Milly.
The other Jimmithey began to laugh psychotically, nearly falling onto his knees in laughter.
“I’m Jimmithey Johnrey James, the original Jimmithey! You’re a clone! You stole my life, dickwad! Now I’m gonna kill your ass! AHAHA!” The other JImmithey laughed out, slowly walking towards them.
Jimmithey was about to have an existential crisis, until Milly moved upwards and slammed her foot onto the ground.
“You aren’t the original. Hell, I don’t think you’re even a clone. You work with the King Cuck, don’t you?” Milly asked, reaching towards her pistol.
“HAHA, good eye, little Milly! I was just fucking with you! The name’s Colonel Cosplay, general of the King Cuck! And I caught this little rat over here, trying to mess with our plans. But thankfully, he led me to the big cheese.” The Colonel stated, pointing at Jimmithey with a dirty grin on his face.
“Colonel Cosplay?!” MIlly yelled in shock. Despite learning so much about degeneracy, she had no idea who this guy was.
“Ohhh, you don’t know me, Milly baby? What a shame. But you’ll get to know me, don’t worry.” He responded, beginning to walk closer to them.
He then stepped on top of the detective’s head, crushing it and causing more blood to spurt out. A loud crunching noise rang out, making everyone cringe.
“STAND FUCKING STILL!” Milly screamed as she held out her pocket pistol. This only caused the Colonel to laugh even more.
“Bitch please! I’m not here for you. I’m here to bring Mr. Johnrey James back to the King Cuck’s kingdom.” He responded, continuing to walk forward.
“How the hell d-do you even look like me?!” Jimmithey yelled, gathering his energy in his hands.
The Colonel paused, standing still. He then began to move his hand upwards, pointing at Jimmithey’s hands with a smile on his face.
“Well well, when the King got a taste of your powers, after you foolishly attacked him, he remembered it even after death. So, he showed me how it felt, allowing me to construct a Cuckold Suit to mimic you. Ah, it’s so fun to become someone else, especially if they look as basic as you. But even with this suit, I couldn’t get your most powerful asset, your schizo energy! And I want it. Plus all of that trauma, ooh, it’s so cool! I want to have it, become it. Become the schizo!” The Colonel Cosplay laughed out as he began twitching, touching his shoulders in ecstasy.
It seemed like he got sexually satisfied when he cosplayed as other people.
“You’re sick! You bastards want to fuck over and ruin people’s lives just so you can satisfy your shitty disgusting desires!” Milly shouted, holding her gun up at the Colonel’s face. Despite that, he kept walking closer, laughing harder and harder.
“Oh, little Miss Milly wants to talk like a big kid? Let me tell you something, you bitch. Back when I first joined this Cuck army, the King took me to his palace. I didn’t think it was for me at first, but then I saw his slaves… Ah, all of those girls, with huge asses and tits. Begging and begging for cock. It was music to my ears! The King watched them, fucking and sucking each other as he masterbated! When he busted, they all went to suck and lick all of his cuck juices. It was magical… And the best thing was, they all had red hair, just like a little Milly I know. The King Cuck’s little princess. After that of course, the King let me have my own fun. A little cosplay sex party! That’s when I knew that this was for me. This job! This is the cause to die for! And that’s why I’m taking Jimminthey with me right now! Aahahaaaaahhh!!!”
Colonel Cosplay continued to twitch around, with a massive boner in his pants. He was about to bust, there and then. But when he came to his senses, getting out of his pure cuckold delusion, he noticed that Jimmithey and Milly were gone.
“Huh? The fuck? Where did the party go? HAHAHA!?” The Colonel laughed out as his energy began to condense, causing a massive explosion to go off!
Outside of the hospital, right before the Colonel's explosion, Milly, Jimmithey and Jack stood near Milly's car. She opened the door, sweat dripping down her forehead.
“We need to get out of here NOW! We can’t deal with Colonel Cosplay by ourselves right now! He’ll kill us easily!!!” Milly shouted, concern shown on her face.
Her sense of stability and knowledge was going away, showing Jack and Jimmithey that she was just as scared as they were!
It showed them just how powerful the Colonel of Cosplay was!
