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Having Fun !!!
Thanks to
nyxocity I found a new toy to play with, the Drabble-Matic, and I'm having loads of fun with it :)))
Here is the link: http://www.prillalar.com/drabbles/
And under the cut are some examples of what it produced for me *gigglesnorts*
Throbbing Lang Syne
Brian sipped carefully at his drink and stood throbbing behind a tree. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel passionate and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how charming his ass got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Brian knew very well why he was at the party: to see Justin.
Ah, Justin. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his morose nose made Brian's heart beat like a tiger with a sore paw.
But tonight everyone was masked. Brian peered obsessively through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Justin. There, he thought, the man over by the magic wand, the frozen one with the cat mask. It had to be Justin. No one else could look so shining, even in a cat mask.
He began to walk Brian's way and Brian started to panic. What if he actually talked to Brian?
Justin came right up to Brian and Brian thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," Justin said huskily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the chair," Brian said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so hungry.
Just then, a broken voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Brian's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Justin might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Justin swept Brian into his arms, bent him on the carpet, and kissed Brian agressively, slipping him the tongue and groping his cock.
Brian could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out heavily and pulled Justin's mask off his face. It was Justin! "I knew it was you," Brian said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Justin said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Brian watched him go. He would be right back, Brian was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.
Heavily Tripping
Brian tripped along huskily. He was on his way to meet his lover, Justin, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a cat hopping along, carrying a magic wand in its mouth.
Brian was almost on the carpet when he came across a broken cake, lying alone on a frozen plate. "That must be a treat from my throbbing bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked passionate, so he ate it.
It gave him the most hungry tingling sensation in his nose. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Justin.
When Justin came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Brian cried agressively.
"Your cock! And your ass!" Justin said. "They're morose! Can't you feel it?"
Brian felt his cock and his ass. They were indeed quite morose. "Oh, no!" Brian said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that broken cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Justin said. "I got you a radio. It must have been that weird man who lives nearby. He acts a little carefully, ever since he kissed a chair."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Brian sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Justin said obsessively, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your cock is really shining like that."
"Really?" Brian dried her tears. Brian kissed Justin and it was an entirely charming sensation, like a tiger with a sore paw.
They spent the night having entirely charming sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
The Dragon Prince
Brian was walking through a throbbing meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a sore little dragon lying under a tree.
Brian skipped over to see the dear thing and was broken to find that he was hurt! A tree had pierced his hungry little nose and he whimpered sadly with the pain.
"My healthy little friend," Brian said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the tree, as carefully as he could. The dragon cried out and Brian's heart ached, like a virgin touched for the very first time. "You'll be all right," Brian whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Justin and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Justin up in his arms, Brian carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Brian nursed Justin, cleaning his nose and feeding him Magic wand-brand dragon chow.
On the eighth night, Justin climbed into bed with Brian. He burrowed under the covers and passionately fucked Brian's cock. It made Brian giggle and he cuddled close to Justin, stroking his ass and singing eagerly to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Brian hurried home so he could curl up with Justin. It gave him a happy feeling whenever Justin fucked his cock.
Then one night, Justin looked up at Brian and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a ridiculous prince."
Brian screamed obsessively, he was so surprised. How could a dragon talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Justin said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Brian said and kissed Justin on his ass. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a ridiculous prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Justin," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Brian said.
"See?" Justin said and showed Brian the scar from the tree on his nose. Then he kissed Brian and they tumbled in the closet and did a lot of very slippery things, some of them involving a wistful flute.
"I love you," Justin said when they were done. Brian clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Justin had stashed away.
And if Justin didn't know about Brian's visits to the dragon sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
1000 Tree Dragons
Brian paced carefully back and forth. Careful dread filled his heart. Justin should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like him to be late. Oh, my sore love, Brian thought. Where could you be?
Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Justin had been taken hostage by Ridiculous Cock, a supervillain who had the city in a state of healthy terror. Brian fainted dead away, like a virgin touched for the very first time.
When he came to, there was a bump on his nose and the careful dread had returned. "Justin, my slippery honey bunny," he cried out sadly. "What is Ridiculous Cock doing to you?" Probably torturing him, laughing passionately as he fucked him in the ass.
In the midst of all the terror and tears, Brian remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 tree dragons, then whatever you wish for will come true.
Brian ordered in a supply of tree and set to work, folding dragons until his nose was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last dragon when Justin walked in the front door.
"Justin!" Brian screamed and threw himself into Justin's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 tree dragons and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing in the closet. He kissed Justin obsessively on the ass.
"Actually," Justin said, pulling away eagerly, "I was rescued by the Hungry Flute. He's a new superhero in town." Justin sighed. "And he's really throbbing."
The careful dread came back. "But you're broken to be back here with me, right?"
Justin checked his watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Hungry Flute for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay happy, baby." He left and the door banged behind him.
Brian choked back a sob and started folding another dragon. Then he went out and got drunk instead.
OMG !!! - I can't help it but the Hungry Flute reminds me of Ian... HELP!!!
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Here is the link: http://www.prillalar.com/drabbles/
And under the cut are some examples of what it produced for me *gigglesnorts*
Throbbing Lang Syne
Brian sipped carefully at his drink and stood throbbing behind a tree. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel passionate and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how charming his ass got when he was nervous.
Well, truth be told, Brian knew very well why he was at the party: to see Justin.
Ah, Justin. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his morose nose made Brian's heart beat like a tiger with a sore paw.
But tonight everyone was masked. Brian peered obsessively through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Justin. There, he thought, the man over by the magic wand, the frozen one with the cat mask. It had to be Justin. No one else could look so shining, even in a cat mask.
He began to walk Brian's way and Brian started to panic. What if he actually talked to Brian?
Justin came right up to Brian and Brian thought that he was going to faint.
"Hello," Justin said huskily. "What are you doing over here all alone?"
"Oh, just looking at the chair," Brian said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so hungry.
Just then, a broken voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."
Brian's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Justin might ...
"Happy New Year!"
Justin swept Brian into his arms, bent him on the carpet, and kissed Brian agressively, slipping him the tongue and groping his cock.
Brian could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out heavily and pulled Justin's mask off his face. It was Justin! "I knew it was you," Brian said and took his own mask off.
"And it's ... you," Justin said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."
Brian watched him go. He would be right back, Brian was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.
And then they would fall in love.
Heavily Tripping
Brian tripped along huskily. He was on his way to meet his lover, Justin, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a cat hopping along, carrying a magic wand in its mouth.
Brian was almost on the carpet when he came across a broken cake, lying alone on a frozen plate. "That must be a treat from my throbbing bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked passionate, so he ate it.
It gave him the most hungry tingling sensation in his nose. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Justin.
When Justin came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Brian cried agressively.
"Your cock! And your ass!" Justin said. "They're morose! Can't you feel it?"
Brian felt his cock and his ass. They were indeed quite morose. "Oh, no!" Brian said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that broken cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Justin said. "I got you a radio. It must have been that weird man who lives nearby. He acts a little carefully, ever since he kissed a chair."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Brian sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Justin said obsessively, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your cock is really shining like that."
"Really?" Brian dried her tears. Brian kissed Justin and it was an entirely charming sensation, like a tiger with a sore paw.
They spent the night having entirely charming sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
The Dragon Prince
Brian was walking through a throbbing meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a sore little dragon lying under a tree.
Brian skipped over to see the dear thing and was broken to find that he was hurt! A tree had pierced his hungry little nose and he whimpered sadly with the pain.
"My healthy little friend," Brian said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the tree, as carefully as he could. The dragon cried out and Brian's heart ached, like a virgin touched for the very first time. "You'll be all right," Brian whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Justin and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Justin up in his arms, Brian carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Brian nursed Justin, cleaning his nose and feeding him Magic wand-brand dragon chow.
On the eighth night, Justin climbed into bed with Brian. He burrowed under the covers and passionately fucked Brian's cock. It made Brian giggle and he cuddled close to Justin, stroking his ass and singing eagerly to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Brian hurried home so he could curl up with Justin. It gave him a happy feeling whenever Justin fucked his cock.
Then one night, Justin looked up at Brian and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a ridiculous prince."
Brian screamed obsessively, he was so surprised. How could a dragon talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Justin said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Brian said and kissed Justin on his ass. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a ridiculous prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Justin," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Brian said.
"See?" Justin said and showed Brian the scar from the tree on his nose. Then he kissed Brian and they tumbled in the closet and did a lot of very slippery things, some of them involving a wistful flute.
"I love you," Justin said when they were done. Brian clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Justin had stashed away.
And if Justin didn't know about Brian's visits to the dragon sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
1000 Tree Dragons
Brian paced carefully back and forth. Careful dread filled his heart. Justin should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like him to be late. Oh, my sore love, Brian thought. Where could you be?
Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Justin had been taken hostage by Ridiculous Cock, a supervillain who had the city in a state of healthy terror. Brian fainted dead away, like a virgin touched for the very first time.
When he came to, there was a bump on his nose and the careful dread had returned. "Justin, my slippery honey bunny," he cried out sadly. "What is Ridiculous Cock doing to you?" Probably torturing him, laughing passionately as he fucked him in the ass.
In the midst of all the terror and tears, Brian remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 tree dragons, then whatever you wish for will come true.
Brian ordered in a supply of tree and set to work, folding dragons until his nose was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last dragon when Justin walked in the front door.
"Justin!" Brian screamed and threw himself into Justin's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 tree dragons and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing in the closet. He kissed Justin obsessively on the ass.
"Actually," Justin said, pulling away eagerly, "I was rescued by the Hungry Flute. He's a new superhero in town." Justin sighed. "And he's really throbbing."
The careful dread came back. "But you're broken to be back here with me, right?"
Justin checked his watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Hungry Flute for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay happy, baby." He left and the door banged behind him.
Brian choked back a sob and started folding another dragon. Then he went out and got drunk instead.
OMG !!! - I can't help it but the Hungry Flute reminds me of Ian... HELP!!!
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Love you xxx
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Love and hugs ♥ Rena
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These gave me a good laugh =)
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*smooches*
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