Me and Willow are inseparable. Everywhere I go he goes too. It has always been that way, and that's how I like it. Nobody but me knows of Willow's existence, he is my secret little friend. He is also super protective of me, always chasing the bad men away. The ones who only want one thing!

One look at Willow is enough to turn any man's skin white as a ghost.

Dating is tough with Willow, but I did meet a nice handsome man named, John, who shared a lot in common with me. We just clicked. It really was a no brainer. We decided to meet at a Starbucks.

He was even better looking in person, and much taller too. I fell in love after one look into those light blue eyes. I could tell he felt the same way too, in the way he looked at me. Through his eyes I was a queen. When we headed out of Starbucks we both decided to go to the pub for a few rounds of drinks.

And after two bottles of wine we both had our tongues in each other's mouths. Never in my life had I been kissed with such passion.

He whispered into my ear…

"Let's get a hotel room"

"Only if you're paying," I replied, cheekily.

In the taxi on the way to the hotel, I had a realization, a sudden sense of dread overwhelmed me. I hadn't introduced him to Willow yet!

Oh well, it was going to happen in the hotel room, it was inevitable now.

We arrived at the hotel, and checked into our room. And the moment the door closed behind us we were in an embrace of passion, his lips slowly kissing my neck, and I felt his throbbing cock brushing against my thigh. He began to kiss my belly, then he went lower.

He slowly pulled my knickers down, sniffing at the air, filling his nostrils with the smell of my cunt. And when the knickers were down, and my legs were spread, his eyes widened…

"It's like a seventies minge down there!" John said, clearly surprised.

I giggled playfully…

"It's to keep my little Willow nice and warm."

John's face turned to confusion…

"Willow?"

He then recoiled back with fear, as Willow's little hands spread my beef curtains, and poked his head through. His piranha-like teeth snapping into the air.

John screamed at the sight of him, and those screams turned to gargles as Willow took a chunk out of his throat. John dropped to the floor in a pool of blood. And Willow was on him, sucking the jelly from his eyes, as his body twitched violently.

I can't be mad at him though…

My little Pussy Willow looks so cute when he is eating.