Cream Beer
“And when the time-travelling hypnotist told St. Patrick to cum, he shot his load so hard it landed on a pint thirty feet away,” the tour guide said. “The famous Cream Beer was born that day.”
“I thought it was green!” A confused tourist said while everyone else nodded.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” the guide replied.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
I couldn’t let the date pass me by and I didn’t. It’s been a while since the time-travelling hypnotist came to play even though this time around her exploits happened “off camera” so to speak. It doesn’t matter because the repercussions are very real. Bottoms up… if you dare!
This piece is for my good Irish friend Rosie. I hope you get a laugh out of it, dear.
Big
“I saw her first, Tony!” Captain America shouted.
“Steve, your cock was frozen for so long you don’t know how to satisfy a woman… ” Iron-man scoffed. “Back off!”
“Boys, my hypnotic magic is enough for everyone,” Scarlet Witch laughed. “Now be good pets and… Scott? What are you doing? Scott? Oh, big… Don’t stop now…”
I know comic book fans and MCU fans are just dying to see Avengers: Endgame but I’ve only just recently caught up with a few movies from years past including Captain America: Civil War. It was okay but while I was watching it, I kept thinking how it would be so much better if Wanda, a.k.a. Scarlet Witch mindfucked everyone again like she did in Age of Ultron, only turning them into her servants instead.
Then Ant-Man came along for the ride, got really big and I wrote this even while the movie was playing. You know where he was, right?
Inklined
Jenna looked at the small tattoo on Cameron’s wrist.
“It looks amazing!” She noted.
“I hate it…” he grumbled.
“No, you don’t. In fact, you love it,” she patted his head.
“You’re right, dear. I love it.”
“Just like you love kissing my feet.”
“Yes…” he complied.
“This magical ink is the best,” she thought.
Another impromptu written during my lunch break, nothing really glamorous about this one. These pieces are all fiction of course but while some are extensions of my own fantasies, this one isn’t as I never liked tattoos, not even temporary ones. They’re just not for me.
I do like puns though and despite the fact I wasn’t able to put it in the middle of the story this time around, at least the title is fun, don’t you think? He’ll always be inclined to agree with her from now on.
The Perfect Channel
David picked up the remote and started zapping.
“Boring… boring… boring… Ah, perfect!” he finally said upon landing on a femdom porn channel.
He wanted to be pegged, he wanted to eat pussy all day long. His girlfriend Amber had said so and she was always right.
Oblivious to his programming, he began to masturbate.
A lot of people are addicted to porn. Using said addiction as a way to control them was the basis for this idea. What about you? What are you addicted to?