I happily skipped down the sidewalk, the sound of my footfall echoed throughout the ghostly fog, which hath rolled over the town, emphasizing the lack of any townsfolk, or sentient organic beings. The empty streets felt similarly to those liminal spaces, you commonly see on the internet... But... This was not any edited liminal zone... This was the territory of Peppa Pig, the omnidimensional eldritch horror... The happiness I felt was merely a front. An illusion of my physical form, which was slowly warping and fooling my own mind, making me BELIEVE what I was faking, was true... Blurring the realm and the lines of what was real, and what was fake.

And then... That's when I heard it.

The distorted, cheery, childhood jingle, familiar with all of Gen Z, echoed far off, into the distance... A reminder of the happiest, most carefree years of my life, that were long gone... It was a disturbing, eerie lure, which was utilizing childhood nostalgia, in an attempt to draw me in.

"I'm Peppa Pig..!" The cheery, young British voice called out to me, as her terrifyingly tall form, was faintly seen through the dense fog... Staring at me.

"...S-Silence." My fearful voiced cracked, as I took a few steps back.

"Help me... I... I can't find my little brother, George..." said the monstrous swine, as she stepped into view, clawed hands clasping one another, in front of her... She was frothing at the mouth, as all four of her eyes pierced into my soul, tusks gleaming, dripping foamy saliva, and her coarse, bristly fur swayed in the breeze.

"Could you... Help me... find him?" She asked with a twisted grin, lumbering towards me, before her slow, heavy steps, turned to a full-on sprint, full of predatory determination, and bloodlust. Her soul-sapped, hollow eyes all trained on me, as her physical form barrels towards me.

"GET BACK, DEMON!" I splashed the large, demonic swine with holy water. Its skin loudly sizzled, as the holy water burned the demon hog's flesh, making it squeal and recoil, before writhing in agony on the ground. "LEAVE THIS REALM, FOR YOU—"

Before I could finish my sentence, I felt as if I had been struck by a semi-truck, on my left side. It hurt— until it didn't. I was sent flying, and when I landed in the dry, yellow foliage... that's when I saw it...

A large, walking boar's corpse... tusks long and twisted, lips curled back, and its flesh peeling or melting of its face... the blue fabric, which hung loosely from its large torso was torn beyond belief. The boar lumbered towards me, before standing above me... obviously staring down at me through the fog... it stood up on its hind limbs, revealing its dreadful height...

Daddy Pig.

And from beside Daddy Pig, rose Peppa Pig... dear god. "Forget all hope! Your religion is false, and you are a sheep." Said both demons, as their leathery lips slowly pulled back, revealing sharp, jagged teeth, most of which were rotting out of their skulls, and creating a foul stench, which wafted through the air.

"S-silence, demons...." My voice lightly quivered, and I felt a fear I hadn't felt in forever... not since.... No....

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There I sat, in front of the television, watching the cable broadcast, as I sit criss-cross-applesauce on the beige carpet flooring. I was waiting for the stupid advertisements and commercials for car insurance, or those weird Empire flooring commercials to end...

The familiar "800-588-2300, Empiiiire! Today." jingle played over the speakers of the television, before Peppa Pig came back on. Eagerly, you clapped your hands, and a big, cheery smile crossed your face. "Yay! Peppa! Peppa!!" You chirped excitedly, as you started eating your Scooby Doo fruit snack gummies, once more... for some reason, the blue one just slapped the hardest.

While the Peppa Pig program was playing, the screen suddenly froze. Minutes went by, and there was suddenly an awful, screeching sound, followed by the program corrupting, and an eerily empty feeling blank screen, with text which said "Sorry! This program cannot be reached at the moment. We apologize for any inconvenience."

the fear you felt now, was scarily similar to the fear you felt then. The sense of unease caused by the lack of knowledge of the situation— the unknown.

"Forget your god! He was always an illusion! Don't you get it? Every god was a ploy. A way to distract your pathetic species from their potential power..." Daddy pig spoke, lumbering closer with Peppa. I felt terror. Unadulterated fear, and horror.

"That's... that's not true!" I cried out, only for Peppa to get into my face... she smelled horrific... all 4 of her soulless eyes bored into my soul, and I felt it... I felt true terror.

"Humanity is capable of all the things that their god had been rumored to do; bring back the dead, create great abundance of food, fertility, and life, give riches and wealth to many others— though all of the wealthholders keep their money from those who need it, showing the same cruelty that many gods have been said to have done. Humans can create life and death at the snap of their fingers... bring mass death and destruction upon all. There was never a god... for the humans have always been the gods and the victims to their own godhood. You are a fool for falling for such a lie. An imbecile, you are..." Peppa continued her monologue, pacing as she did... this bitch really thought she was in a video game or a movie 🫵😂

I started laughing at Peppa, screeching and writhing and pissing myself as I did. "Hoe, you CANNOT be fuckin' serious!" I continued laughing and screaming and wheezing, and with each harsh expulsion of air from every "HAAAAAAHHHHHH", my butthole puckered, like my lips when I'm about to put on my LipSmacker Unwashed Asshole PREMIUM flavor. Yummy! As I laughed, I felt a glob of discharge slip out of my pussy, and into my musty pantie, which were once white, but now a grayish brown because I don't WASH them after I free bleed on my period all over them (I let the discharge bleach it 🥵🥵🥵) I gasp and I feel a pang of horny and happy, and I stick my disgusting, unwashed hand down my panties and I pull out some yellowish, opaque glop, and I taste it. MMM YUMMY!!!

Peppa watches in whoreor, getting so horny she pisses like a sprinkler and her piss ruins my glob of discharge. It sends me into a violent rage and I throw her on the floor and spread her legs and I grab onto her clit and tear it off. I then such on it, like it's a happy cowboy (off brand Jolly Rancher) and I spit it on the floor, like it's a loogie. Peppa cums everywhere and I start swimming in it, but her cum and her disembodied clit created something no one expected to make a return... maybe someone did... but nuh uh.

Suddenly, a fat little shithead named Bobby Hill emerged from the cumpool and he was PREGNANT? Mpreg? Nah, Bregnant. Bobby loomed over the eldritch beast, that was Peppa, and he had nothing but hatred in his eyes. He looked older than he did in his first debut... he was no longer 18... he was 46, and a total dilf... he was still 4'6" though.

"So... we meet again~" said Peppa, with a seductive smile on her face, moist tusks glistening from the froth that had accumulated on her tusks.

"I KILLED YOU! I— I SHOVED BACON IN YOUR PUSSY! IT- IT- IT— IT GAVE YOU A YEAST INFECTION THAT KILLED YOU INSTANTLY! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" Bobby screamed, rage carved into his features, as he stood between the beastly swine and I. What was he talking about..?

"Oh," Peppa drones slightly, as a subtle moan was heard in her voice. She licked her foamy lips, as all four of her eyes peered into Bobby's beady little eyes, before looking him up and down... She ogled his fat, chubby body. "Bobby... Bobby, Bobby, Bobby... heheheh... you were never meant to be here... but I'm not quite complaining~ it's nice to see my old lover aga—" Peppa was swiftly cut off, before she could finish her sentence.

"I AINT YER LOVER! I NEVER WAS! YOU- YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME!" Bobby shrieked, stepping closer to the horror before us. "You... YOU USED ME, YOU FUCKING PIG! YOU TRIED TO ASSAULT ME!" He continued his screaming, as Peppa's cum dropped off of him. "...and... and you... got me pregnant..."

Peppa chuckled darkly, tilting her head back slightly, as the disgusting, bleeding hole where her clit once was, painfully pulsed. "I never did any of that to you... it's all in your h—"

"ITS NOT IN MY HEAD!" Bobby Hill splashes cum at Peppa Pig, drenching her coarse, bristly fur in her own cum. Her lips peeled back in an agitated snarl, and she huffed with frustration. "Bobby... you need to calm down." All four of Peppa's eyes rolled, as she told him to quiet down, which only enraged the pregnant man.

"PEPPA!" He screeched, which suddenly caused Peppa to snap. "DON'T FUCKING CALL ME THAT!" Foamy saliva dripped from her maw, as she stomped over towards Bobby.

I sat there in the flood of cum, watching in unease... the monstrous swine getting aggressive with the impregnated male was uncomfortable to say the least...

"WHY NOT? IT IS WHO YOU ARE!"

The swine shook her head, and stomped her hooves. "NO," she pinned her ears and her tail swished with hatred, flinging shit around like a hippopotamus... well... she was as fat as one, so... not much of a difference. "PEPPA PIG IS DEAD AND GONE, AND THE WORLD IS NEVER GONNA GET HER BACK!" (Mandela reference?!)

"PEPPA WH— wait... what..? What... what do you mean..?" Bobby was slightly taken aback... Peppa pig was always very firm and very proud of her identity. She was THE Peppa Pig, and she made it KNOWN, like the little asshole shithead she is.

"Peppa Pig is gone... I'm not her. She's long dead... I'm not that stupid fucking little piglet anymore... I'm not!" She suddenly spreads her legs, and parts her hoofed toesies, showing her pussy and asshole to the sun— well, more like JUST her pussy, because her asshole was undercum (like underwater, but it's not water, it's cum, cuz she flooded the planet with 15 inches of cum) and she began breakdancing.

She looked me straight in the eyes and began to growl out her words. "And YOU!" Her breakdancing begins to speed up, as her fat jiggly body moved faster and faster. "YOU ALMOST FORGOT ME! AND IF I WERE TO BE FORGOTTEN, ID BE GONE FROM THE UNIVERSE FOREVER!" All fourteen of Peppa's sweaty nipples began spewing curdled milk and chunky pus EVERYWHERE!!! Cum and milk and pus all mixed into a stinky, disgusting, tangy, sour, and sweet mixture, which I OF COURSE had to scoop up and start eating.

The chunky pus was like lukewarm deep fried cheese curds, but it had a tinge of a salty flavor, and a disgusting tangy taste, with notes of bitterness. It made me puke, and it floated on the cum and milk and pus mixture that flooded earth.

I got on my hands and knees and excitedly goatse'd myself, and I sucked up the floating vomit into my asshole. I cummed and squirted and pissed from such extreme pleasure. Pregnant Bobby Hill suddenly spread his bussy, and bent over.

"GIMME MORE PREGNANT SO THE BABIES CAN FIGHT INSIDE MY BUTERUS! IF YOUR BABY KILLS PEPPA'S, THEN THE ANTICHRIST WONT BE BORN!!" He squealed, prolapsing his bussyhole for me. "OY OY OY!!" I shouted, embodying the essence of Bakugo x deku balls and I put Bobby's prolapsed Bussyhole into my pussyhole and I cum so hard giving him pregnant times 4. Bobby then starts swimming around in peppa's cum flood, like a dolphin, and he feels all 5 of the babies having a boxing match inside his buterus. He then spreads his asscheeks and fires out the dead babies (1 Peppa, and 3 of mine) and he... he couldn't control himself.

"GRRRRRR I CAN'T HELP IT!!" He pounces on the dead fetuses that were floating in the disgusting mix of Peppa cum, milk, and pustard (pus custard), and he starts eating it, like he did last time... going feral, he tears up the fetuses and gobbles 'em up.

I look over at Peppa, who is spinning at 500 miles per hour. "I WON'T LET MYSELF BE FORGOTTEN!! HURRICANE CUMTRINA!!!!!!!!" She screams, and she flies off, spraying cum so hard, so fast, it causes hurricum, which spawns 30 jizznados, and rapidly intensifies. Suddenly, all of the USA and UK are engulfed in the hurricum. Jizznados that happen on water, get called the Squirt-spouts, and the cum floods are called soup. Suddenly, everyone is pregnant and giving birth to Peppa clones, who are already mature out the cooch, and they add to the hurricum, which morphs to a squirtclone (squirt cyclone), and the entire world is now engulfed in the squirt and cum storms. Everywhere (ESPECIALLY fr*ance) is getting destroyed by rapid moving cum and squirt and can't stop giving birth. Even the men are giving birth.

I then begin to ascend, and I become the embodiment of Satan. I grab Peppa Pig and I start making out with her and when she puts her unwashed ass in my face, shaking her dry-ass dingleberries in my face, which swung around on her asshair, like Christmas tree ornaments in an earthquake. I eagerly plucked out and chewed up the dingleberries with my teeth, savoring the crispy, crunchy, bitter shit taste, enjoying the notes and remnants of George Pig's sludgy remnants.

"MMM!! PEPPA, ITS SO NUMMY!!" I said, as i fingered the bleeding hole where her clit used to be, tugging on all the exposed nerves, like the strings on a confetti popper. I then put my lips on her asshole and spit the shit I to her ass, and she twerked on my shoulder.

"I'm hungry for shit" she whispered, before she gave me a wet Willy and I sharted all over her disgusting, tattered dress, before reaching onset, and scraping the sweat and grime buildup from under her flabby titties and her stinky belly rolls.

Peppa pig then grabbed me and stuck me up her pussy and when she twerked, it shook me around, and then she spat me out of her pussy, onto the floor, and I was now a hamster. oh, fuck.

I felt Peppa grab me with her disgusting, stinky, moldy mouth, and she vomited all over innocent hamster me, before she spit me out, and threw me against the wall, which I hit with an audible thud.

All my bones were broken, and my existence was agony.

"Mummay!" She whined at her mum and mummy pig frowns. "What do YOU want, you ugly, unwanted, unlovable, nasty-ass little rat?"

Peppa squirts in anger, and she grabs George pig's urn, and smashes it against the floor, causing his ashes to go POOF! And fly everywhere. Mummy pig squealed in horror and screamed at Peppa to go to her room. In her retaliation, she grabbed my hamster self, who was on the floor, with all my bones broken, and she walked to the kitchen. She opened the microwave and threw me into the microwave and turned it on, laughing evilly.

My final moments were painful, and I witnessed Peppa twerk so hard, the shit flew all over the place and covered the microwave window, and I died seeing the inside of the microwave, as I cooked from the inside out. Womp womp.