Drabble me!

[Card VII]

And they lived happily ever after.

Though Paladin could never appreciate Chinese food.

[The Nexerus]

Why did I never post in this thread?

[Squee]

Why did I never post in this thread?

You were too busy having sex with a dog.

[SmexySpiral]

Or being one.

And exploding Rose's dat ass.

[Serpentine]

To Grif:

The Snake Princess

Grif was walking through a moist meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a voluptuous little snake lying under a tree.

Grif skipped over to see the dear thing and was hot to find that she was hurt! A handcuff had pierced her kinky little waist and she whimpered quickly with the pain.

"My sexy little friend," Grif said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the handcuff, as sexily as he could. The snake cried out and Grif's heart ached, like a slimy tentacle groping the snake. "You'll be all right," Grif whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Serp and you can live with me forever!"

Scooping Serp up in his arms, Grif carried her home and made a bed for her beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Grif nursed Serp, cleaning her waist and feeding her Chain-brand snake chow.

On the eighth night, Serp climbed into bed with Grif. She burrowed under the covers and flirtatiously groped Grif's lip. It made Grif giggle and he cuddled close to Serp, stroking her hip and singing seductively to her.

They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Grif hurried home so he could curl up with Serp. It gave him a scaly feeling whenever Serp groped his lip.

Then one night, Serp looked up at Grif and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a horny princess."

Grif screamed lovingly, he was so surprised. How could a snake talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.

"You're not dreaming," Serp said. "Kiss me."

"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Grif said and kissed Serp on her hip. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a horny princess! With a crown and everything!

"I'm Princess Serp," she said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."

"Is it really you?" Grif said.

"See?" Serp said and showed Grif the scar from the handcuff on her waist. Then she kissed Grif and they tumbled on the bed and did a lot of very warm things, some of them involving a thick whip.

"I love you," Serp said when they were done. Grif clasped her close and they lived together happily ever after on all the princess treasure Serp had stashed away.

And if Serp didn't know about Grif's visits to the snake sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt her.

[Darkdrago666]

I prefer the Dog Princess, Featuring Darkdrago and Grif.

[Myyt]

A Hot Day To Kiss

Nex stepped gently out into the luscious sunshine, and admired Sophi's no no zone. "Ah," he sighed, "That's an orgasmic sight."

Sophi climbed off the phallus-shaped-object and walked longingly across the grass to greet her lover. Nex patted Sophi on the hand and then tried to kiss her flirtaciously, but without success.

"That's all right," Sophi said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not seductive," Nex. "Not as seductive as the time we groped in the bedroom."

Sophi nodded seductively. "We were steamy back in those days."

"Our lipss were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Nex said. "Everything seems sexy and sticky when you're young."

"Of course," Sophi said. "But now we're sexy, we can still have fun. If we go about it sexily."

"Sexily?" Nex said . "But how?"

"With this," Sophi said and held out a delicious cucumber. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to kiss."

Nex swallowed the cucumber at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to kiss sexily. They groped like a pair of love drunk hippies. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.

Awwwww yeah.

[TripMyHop]

Awwwww yeah.

[Myyt]

I'm Dreaming Of A Sticky Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Doivid sat seductively in the bedroom, sipping delicious eggnog.

He looked at the hot phallus-shaped-object hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Jorick had hung it there, just before they looked at each other gently and then fell into each other's arms and groped each other's lips.

If only I hadn't been so seductive, Doivid thought, pouring a sexy amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Jorick might not have got so sexy and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away an orgasmic tear and held his hand in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a steamy voice lifted longingly up in song.


I'm dreaming of a sticky Christmas

Just like a pair of love drunk hippies


Doivid ran to the door. It was Jorick, looking luscious all over with snow.

"I missed you flirtaciously," Jorick said. "And I wanted to kiss your lips again."

Doivid hugged Jorick and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Jorick said.

"I think so too," Doivid said and they groped each other's lips until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted gerbil no no zone and lived sexily until Doivid got drunk again.

MAOR

[PaladinFoster]

I'm Dreaming Of A Great Christmas

It was Christmas Eve. Paladin sat amazingly in the house, sipping smooth eggnog.

He looked at the jiggly magnifying glass hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Smiral had hung it there, just before they looked at each other slowly and then fell into each other's arms and boned each other's boob.

If only I hadn't been so salty, Paladin thought, pouring a oily amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Smiral might not have got so smooth and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a warm tear and held his dick in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a spectacular voice lifted hoarsely up in song.


I'm dreaming of a great Christmas

Just like a mountain, serene and stll,


Paladin ran to the door. It was Smiral, looking large all over with snow.

"I missed you strongly," Smiral said. "And I wanted to bone your boob again."

Paladin hugged Smiral and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Smiral said.

"I think so too," Paladin said and they boned each other's boob until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted turtle ass and lived quickly until Paladin got drunk again.

I'm sorry. I really am.

The Cat Princess

Nargle was walking through a boobaliscious meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around her head when she spied a moist little cat lying under a tree.

Nargle skipped over to see the dear thing and was sticky to find that she was hurt! A dildo had pierced her sexy little vagina and she whimpered steamily with the pain.

"My hawt little friend," Nargle said. "Let me help you!" She took out her Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the dildo, as sexily as she could. The cat cried out and Nargle's heart ached, like two lesbians had never done before. "You'll be all right," Nargle whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Smiral and you can live with me forever!"

Scooping Smiral up in her arms, Nargle carried her home and made a bed for her beside her own. For seven days and seven nights, Nargle nursed Smiral, cleaning her vagina and feeding her Dildo-brand cat chow.

On the eighth night, Smiral climbed into bed with Nargle. She burrowed under the covers and hawtly sexed Nargle's ass. It made Nargle giggle and she cuddled close to Smiral, stroking her tits and singing smooth to her.

They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Nargle hurried home so she could curl up with Smiral. It gave her a wet feeling whenever Smiral sexed her ass.

Then one night, Smiral looked up at Nargle and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a soaked princess."

Nargle screamed slowly, she was so surprised. How could a cat talk? She must have dropped off and dreamed it.

"You're not dreaming," Smiral said. "Kiss me."

"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Nargle said and kissed Smiral on her tits. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a soaked princess! With a crown and everything!

"I'm Princess Smiral," she said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."

"Is it really you?" Nargle said.

"See?" Smiral said and showed Nargle the scar from the dildo on her vagina. Then she kissed Nargle and they tumbled on the bed and did a lot of very hot things, some of them involving a big dildo.

"I love you," Smiral said when they were done. Nargle clasped her close and they lived together happily ever after on all the princess treasure Smiral had stashed away.

And if Smiral didn't know about Nargle's visits to the cat sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt her.

Okay I'm not sorry for that one. It was too funny.