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Return To Bad Wolf Bay (Eleven/Rose)

Originally published by Almanorek at FanFiction.net under the Title ‘Eleven/Rose Oneshot’
This version of the text has been edited for grammar and spelling by ‘Last Centurion’. It includes
numerous small changes as well as some larger changes such as referring to the Doctors as the Meta Crisis Doctor, the Tenth Doctor’s Duplicate, and just plainly the Doctor instead of Eleven or Ten as originally written. Other changes include and increase in explicit language. I believe that these changes for the whole are better and take a decent story to an entirely different level.
In Rose’s Timeline this is set immediately after ‘Journey’s End’. In the Eleventh Doctor’s Timeline this is set immediately after ‘The Doctor’s Wife’.
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“But… What? No, that’s impossible. Why would he?…” Rose stammered, staring at the slowly materializing TARDIS that was manifesting itself mere feet away from where it had left minutes ago. She grasped the Meta-Crisis Doctor’s hand tightly, anxious and confused.
The blue police box turned quiet. The turning of a lock was heard, and Eleventh Doctor stepped out of it, adjusting his bow tie, with a grin on his face. “Rose Tyler! Wonderful to see you. You don’t look a day older than when I left. Come to think of it, neither do I. You’re… Also wearing the same clothes. Interesting. And…” He turned his head to his right. “The indent that the TARDIS made in the sand is still here. Rose, how long have I been gone, exactly?”
“About three minutes, give or take. It’s quite odd, really. You made a big speech and basically said I’d never see you again. That is you, right, Doctor?”
“Three minutes?!” The voice came from inside the TARDIS. Amy stormed out, an angry look on her face. “You leave a little girl waiting outside of her house for a crazy man in a box and don’t come back for a decade, but you can hop across universes and return to your girlfriend after being gone for three minutes?”
Eleven took a step back, then quickly recovered. “Ah, yes, Rose Tyler, meet Amy Pond. Amy Pond, Rose Tyler. Do try and get along. Maybe you can bond over a mutual, irrational, ludicrous hatred of bow ties.”
The Tenth Doctor’s Duplicate had a bewildered look on his face. “How exactly did you get here? You can’t travel between parallel worlds like this. The void isn’t meant to be crossed.”
Eleven broke out into a large smile. “Ah, yes, well, the void wasn’t crossed. During our travels I received a psychic distress beacon, which led me to a pocket universe that fed on TARDIS’. Long story short, that universe is equidistant from our original one, and this one. Our TARDIS, long story short, informed me of this when Pond here saw me, erm, a bit sullen, and suggested that we try and reunite, ‘after all this time’.”
Amy crossed her arms. “I expected two years of difference, not three minutes.”
“Yes, but now we have two Doctors and one Rose, me. How exactly are we going to deal with this?” Ten took a step closer to Rose and put an arm around her shoulder.
Eleven rubbed his hands together with anticipation. “Ah, yes, see, wonderful thing about that. Turns out that Donna, your Time Lord-y other half, was keeping you ‘stable’ so to speak. Not that you’d fall apart into ectoplasmic goo, or anything like that, but you’re sort of like a drawing without an outline at this point. No harm done until someone comes along…” He walked forward, and placed a hand on Ten’s temple. “And mixes the colors…”
The light of regeneration began to pour out of the Meta-Crisis Doctor. It burned jets of flame into the air, which curved and began to flow into the Eleventh. Rose stepped back, bordering on horror, as her Doctor’s duplicate melted away, leaving only one Doctor where there was once two. Eleven stretched and yawned, emitting a few crackling noises as he twisted. Rose ran forward and grabbed him by his tweed jacket. “The thing. The thing you said three minutes before. Does it need saying?”
The Doctor placed his hands on Rose’s hips, the fire of love rekindled in his eyes. “No, I don’t think it needs saying. But I’ll say it anyway. Rose Tyler, I love you.”
The two embraced, and deeply kissed each other, while their assorted companions watched, awkwardly.
“I’m sorry, did I miss anythi-” Rory cut himself off as he stepped out of the TARDIS and watched the events unfold. “Ah, yes. Yes I did. Who is that girl and why is the Doctor trying to devour her face?”
Jackie looked around. “Should… Should we go? And leave you two to each other? This feels rather odd. I mean, I’m happy for you, really, but I feel like maybe we should get off of this frankly gray and boring beach.”
Rose pulled away from the Doctor, blushing. “Jeeze, mum, could you give us some privacy?”
Jackie turned away. “No, don’t mind me, dear. I’ll just go with your father and we can have icky adult sex back home.”
“Mum! I didn’t need to know that!”
“And I didn’t need to see you snogging with the Doctor!”
The Doctor straightened his bow tie. “In my defense, I did, by your perspective, save the human race just a few minutes ago. And I’ve done a lot since then, too, I don’t mind mentioning.”
Pete fished through his pockets and procured a jingling key ring. He tossed it to Rose, who eyed it curiously. “There’s the key to our house. You two run along. I’m no fool, I know what’s going to happen. But you’ve earned it. Both of you. Things are peaceful here, for the most part. We can spare a day without the Doctor.”
Amy and Rory watched, bewildered, as the scene unfolded. The former spoke up. “Oy, Doctor, what exactly are we supposed to do while the two of you shag? We don’t exactly know what’s going on in this ‘second’ Earth. What if I eat some fish fingers and grow a second head?”
The Doctor turned to his current companions. “You two have nothing to worry about. It’s a parallel Earth. Parallel. Not perpendicular. Not orthogonal. This is simple geometry, Pond. The only problem you have to worry about with fish fingers is mercury poisoning. And only if you get that cheap imported kind.”
Without a word, Rose grabbed on to the Doctor’s sleeve and began pulling him away from the shore. Amy called after him, though she was quickly calmed by Rory, while Pete and Jackie held each other. Jackie sighed. “I suppose I’ll have to do extra laundry tonight.”
Whisked away from the companion of his friends and her family, the fated couple made their way to Pete’s estate, which the Doctor noted had been changed significantly since the last time he had seen it, on account of restorations necessary for the damage done by rampaging Cybermen. Rose unlocked the front door using the key her father had given her, and with the same force, pulled the Doctor inside and locked the door behind him.
“Well, Doctor, welcome to my home. It’s not exactly bigger on the inside, but it’s still pretty bloody big. And it has just as many rooms as the TARDIS.” She grinned at him. “Let’s go see how the bedrooms compare, shall we?”
She pulled the silent, but willing man up a large, ornate staircase, down a twisting corridor, and into an amphitheatre of a bedroom. In the center lay an enormous, plush bed, covered in red silken sheets and blankets. The pillows were thick with the feathers of some unknown bird, and covered in velvet of the same color. The entire piece of furniture was draped in a large transparent curtain that Rose disappeared behind, becoming a silhouette.
The Doctor looked around, curious. He saw a wall made entirely of doors. Presumably closets. On his left, a dresser. A single drawer lay open, out of which a floppy purple dildo leaned. On his right, a hot tub, currently empty, though surrounded by so many spigots that he doubted it would take more than five minutes to completely fill. The sides were entirely perforated, implying that jets would come on in every direction.
He returned his attention to the shadow of his long lost love by the bed, which began removing pieces of clothing from itself. It then proceeded to lie across the bed, and hold a hand out, beckoning him. “Come on, Doctor. I’ve had an itch for a long time now, and I need you to cure it.”
From Rose’s point of view, the Doctor moved off to the right, then came back, quickly. “What were you doing?” She smiled at him questioningly.
“Erm, nothing. Taking off my glasses.”
“And you left them by the dresser?”
“Yes. The dresser. It’s where I put all of my glass-related eyewear. Now, you were saying?”
Rose giggled, then placed a hand onto the Doctor’s chest. “Doctor, tell me, how long have you wanted to be in this position?”
He placed his over hers, and looked directly into her eyes. “Oh, for the longest time, Rose. But between the Daleks and the Cybermen and the adventures that seem to last forty-five minutes at a time, I just couldn’t find the right moment.”
Rose rolled onto her back and splayed her arms out, turning her head to continue facing him. “Well… There aren’t any evil monsters now. Come save your damsel in distress.”
He leaned over her, running a hand through her hair. “And what exactly is distressing her?”
“She’s sick. She needs a Doctor.”
The Doctor lowered, his lips landing on hers. Rose met to meet him, forcefully pushing her face at the one she had waited years to touch so intimately. With her right hand, she grabbed a handful of blanket, and then rolled to her left, landing on top of the Doctor and pulling the covers over the both of them.
From on top, Rose pressed her groin into his, rubbing cloth on cloth, feeling him get hard beneath her. She allowed herself to fall onto his chest, instead using her hands to feel his oddly shaped hair. “Is it always like this or do you use some kind of gel now?”
He grabbed her hands in his and pulled them downwards. “Have you always made fun of the way I looked or is it just now?”
As he let go, her hands moved to caressing his shoulders, while his snaked under her shirt and felt her breasts under her bra. He reached to her back and unclasped it, then rolled back, straddling himself above her. He began to rub her from underneath, feeling her nipples harden from the stimulation.
“Alright, Doctor. Surprise me.” Rose flashed a smile, and then pulled one of the pillows onto her face, obscuring her lover from her vision, but still reacting to every feeling of him touching her.
Without seeing, Rose felt her pants being removed. They slid down her legs, which rose into the air ever so slightly as they passed over her feet. Her panties only came down far enough to reveal herself to him. Her pussy lips flared out slightly and she felt the Doctor run his finger up and down them slowly. He brushed his thumb brush against the patch of light blonde hair she kept above her pussy. She was so wet from his teasing.
She then felt herself being entered, bucking ever so slightly at the feeling of his cock. The Doctor settled inside of her. He then began to thrust in and out, rhythmically. She clenched the pillow to her face, allowing its scented velvet to fill her nostrils.
Rose fell into the rhythm herself, forcing herself forward as he went inward, trying harder and harder to touch her groin to his, but it seemed as if she could never reach it. Regardless, the two picked up pace. Rose began to moan from pleasure.
She climaxed, arching her back hard and throwing her arms out to her sides, crying out. The Doctor slowed, stopped, and pulled himself out from her. She pulled the pillow off of her face. “What, was I not good enough to make you finish too?”
From behind his back, he pulled out the purple dildo he had seen hanging out of his dresser on the way in. It was slicked with fluids. “Look familiar?”
“You sneaky bastard. So, what, you’re not going to do me, then?”
“Oh, no, Rose Tyler, I intend to. But not here. No, not here. Over there. To my right. About nine feet.”
Without another word, the Doctor spun off of the bed. Rose watched his silhouette run off and begin encircling the hot tub, leaning down slightly. Rushing water began to echo through the room, and with each of the Doctor’s steps, another pouring chimed in.
Rose stepped out of the bed’s curtain, wearing only a shirt now, panties around her ankles, to see the Doctor turn the final faucet on. Water was rushing in to the hot tub from dozens of spigots, and was filling quickly. Still silent, the Doctor took a single step into the hot tub and allowed himself to sink, making a small splash and settling against one of the walls.
Rose took another step forward. “You’re mad!” The Doctor was still wearing his clothes, which were now completely soaked.
“Yes, I’m a mad man with a box come on we’ve been over this already now get in the hot tub.”
Rose stepped out of her panties and took her shirt off. Completely nude, she began to turn the nozzles off one by one. By the time the last one was shut, the hot tub was full. Before finally stepping in, she pressed a single button by its edge. Jets began to fire from every inch of inside of the tub, creating a cacophony of bubbles and force. She then settled down next to the Doctor, who put a wet, tweed-covered arm around her shoulder.
The Doctor removed himself from her and began to remove his sopping clothing, tossing the pieces one by one over the side of the tub, causing them to land with a wet ‘flop’. Now just as nude as her, he returned his arm to her shoulder, pulling her close.
Rose twisted to face him, and climbed on top of his lap, pressing his hard member against him with her groin. Her hands landed on his shoulders and made their way downwards, caressing his arms. Neither of them could wipe the stupid smiles from their faces.
“Not so fast, Rose Tyler.” The Doctor pushed forward, causing the two of them to drift briefly in the water. He grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, facing her forward, guiding her towards one of the larger jets of water.
Rose’s pussy approached the jet. Immediately, she lurched forwards, throwing her arm over the edge of the tub, grabbing for support. Her lower body writhed as the rush of fluid coursed over her, stimulating every part of her entrance and giving her the sensation that she was being pumped full of someone’s seed.
Bent over and exposed, Rose looked behind her to see the Doctor finally lining himself up with her. He pressed the head of his shaft to her besieged entrance and pushed forwards, entering her and causing her to shake further.
Rose, entranced by the stimulation, forced herself backwards, impaling herself further on the Doctor’s cock, causing him to stumble from the surprise. His shaft flared, causing him to lock into her. Rose bucked forward again, pulling him with her, the stimulation becoming too much for her.
Rose’s arms and legs gave out. She collapsed forward against the wall of the tub. The Doctor, still tethered, awkwardly fell on her back. He lifted her off of the wall, and carried her, still plunged on him, to a section of the hot tub where the jets were less intense. He lowered himself onto one of the underwater benches, Rose landing on his lap.
Recovering, Rose acknowledged that the Doctor was inside of her. She began to grind herself back and forth on him, causing him to squirm from the pleasure. She grinned, and pulled herself up a few inches. The flare, which locked her to him, tugged harshly. The Doctor cried out as he rose up to follow her movement.
Rose giggled, and settled back down onto him. She gyrated back and forth in place, taking care not to move in such a way that would tug on the flare. The sensation was enough for the Doctor, who was beginning to regret his initial plunge and began to feel himself grow closer to the edge.
The Doctor climaxed, firing thick streams of cum into Rose. Her insides grew even hotter than the surrounding water, and the stimulation caused her to finish as well. She cringed from ecstasy and cried out in pleasure. She slumped backwards onto him. The change in angle caused his cock to slip out of her. It flicked back and forth, tossing the last few drops of seed into the water in front of them. Thoroughly exhausted, the two slumped against the sides of the tub, allowing them to slip off into slumber.

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Kelly’s Magical Saterday

 Kelly woke to sun cascading over here perfectly rounded size C breasts, She giggled as she pinched he half-inch light pink nipple and sent a shock throughout her body. It was a Saturday which made it all the better. 
Kelly was 21, lived alone, virgin, not particularly social, but if she was she would have no trouble finding someone to share a bed with. She had long brown almost red hair, ideal size C breasts, pronounced abs and muscles that looked strong but are more sexy than gross, her legs looked chiseled out of marble, and made for a magazine, the year before she went and got all of her body hair lasered off except for the hair on top of her head, her eyebrows and a neat little light brown diamond just above her pussy, everyday she made sure that she washed her face, brushed her teeth, took a long hot shower to get the rest of her clean, among other things to make sure her body was in top condition hygiene wise. She also ate well and exercised daily. All this made her body the fit of the fit, clean of the clean, and miraculously she had absolutely no social life. She never played any organized sports, which made Kelly’s talent in fitness impossible to spot. 
She rolled out of bed obviously horny. She did her daily routine of brushing her teeth, washing her face then she slid into the steam of the shower that took all the trouble of her life away. She had a bench in the shower that she bought for one reason, not to rest her feet, or to catch herself if she fell but to mastrabate.
She put one leg up and one hanging down spreading her legs to reveal first her diamond shaped hair tuft, then her light pink pussy dripping it’s juices. Her clitoris already showing itself begging to be touched. Luck for it she was quick to the spot, first she rubbed her clit in slow small circles, then brought her other index finger and slid it along her pussy lips all the way to the bottom, still wet with pussy juices it made it’s way to Kelly’s asshole and started fingering that. Breathing hard now, she had enough and her clit sent a jolt from her thighs exploding into her stomach and spread across her body erecting her nipples.
She was satisfied with the warm feeling in her stomach that told her it was Saturday, there was more to come. She stood up making sure she washed her hair completely, she stepped out and made her way to the closet still wet and nude with here perfect tight ass chasing behind.
 Her closet was a woman’s dream world of sexual enhancers that she had collected over the years. Kelly had tank-tops that didn’t even cover her nipples, spandex leggings that gave easy access to everything it covered, panties with built in vibrators, and many more items so crazy they can only be described with pure lust. But before she could have any fun she had to exercise, she put on a simple pink sports bra and navy blue pink and white running short shorts. 
She set off on her seven mile loop with a amazingly fit 7 minute mile pace that only got faster as she went. She ran along the desert road the brought her farther into the country of Pase, a suburb just north of San Diego. 
As she ran her breasts, a little loose in her bra swayed freely, her sweat made it’s way to the most protruded part of her breasts, her erect nipples making the fabric soaked as a result, it was ever so slightly see through. Her abs flexing with the jogging rhythm, they looked something like a washing board bouncing to her beat. Her ass pronounced in her tight short shorts, two large mounds made of bronze, she had been tanning nude recently.
When she turned the corner to run into the forest that would put her onto the California beach, she was greeted by her best and only real friend Lauren. Lauren was much like Kelly with B size breasts, long flowing blond hair, perfect body, long legs, virgin, not that social, and intelligent. They talk for a minute, then ran into the woods towards the beach.
The path through the forest was 2 miles long. Kelly and Lauren had run it many times, so many it was quite possible for them to run it blindfolded, but recently a storm had knocked down branches and the river they had to cross was swelling so they had to be careful. They ran through, both secretly admiring each-other. The two were both slightly lesbian but not open about it and longed for a taste of another girls pussy. 
They had ran to the creek that cut through the forest. Then decided to go swimming to cool off. The water was very cool and refreshing soaking both their sports bras, shorts, and panties, not that their panties need any more soaking. Then everything went wrong, Kelly slipped, hit Lauren and both tumbled unconscious down through the rapids.
They awoke in a dim lit damp cave with the only light from a small hole in the top of the wall. The sun was just setting, and at the end of their moss bed was a small plant. Kelly was puzzled by the plant, attempted to stand up and realized she couldn’t move. Their arms and legs were held down by thick green vines. They panicked and struggled against the vines only to come to the conclusion that, they could not move, all their cloths had disappeared, and that they thought the other looked extremely sexy. 
Kelly was raised by the vines 5 feet off the damp moss and face the wall with the hole. Then she panicked as the plant now seen connected to all the vines and was at the center of operations, the plant about the size of a golf ball sprouted a thin stem the thickness of a thin string and slowly grew toward her. She saw the same thing was happening to Lauren. It came up to her bellybutton, attached itself and spiraling around her waist as another stem, this one the thickness of a man’s penis came up quickly, split into two stems, one the same thickness and the other a thin strand that sprouted a bud that flowered into a beautiful pink and yellow flower that closed on her clitoris and started sucking hard, as the thicker stem caressed her slit and Kelly couldn’t help but let out a low moon. The stem that was spiraling around her waist had completely covering her waist and the plant didn’t stop their, it sprout two more thin strands that went straight to her breasts, flowered and closed on her erect nipples and sucked. That was when Lauren lost the battle to hold back her orgasm, screaming,  she squirted pussy juices all over the plant that quickly absorbed the juices and grew to the size of a basketball. Kelly came shortly after her and the plant swelled to the size of a large bolder. Then the plant sprouted one more stem that went to her asshole and thrusted deep in and out repeatedly, the same thing happened to the stem by her pussy, it jammed deep in, taking her virginity, and giving her another amazing orgasm. The vine in her pussy thrusted into her vaginal canal deeper and deeper breaking her cervix, through to her womb, it probed around a little feeling it was fit, a bulge appeared from the plant and rippled toward her. As it past into her pussy it sent a shiver down her spine and gave her a third orgasm. The bulge blasted up into her womb and sprayed white liquid for a seemingly endless amount of time, her belly expanded to hold all the liquid and when it was finally done they looked 10 months pregnant. It spit a small seed in each of them, set them down, and contracted all it’s vines. The new warm feeling it their wombs made them suddenly tired and they fell asleep.
While they were sleeping the seed sprouted and firmly rooted itself in all sides of the womb which doubled in size since that evening making them look and impossible 20 months pregnant, their stomachs 2 feet wide and two feet out.
When they woke up the next morning realizing what happened they thought they would not be able to get up ever again, but the plant inside of her injected hormones in their bloodstreams that times muscle production by 10 so with every movement their muscles visibly grew. In five minutes it was easy to stand with their gigantic bellies. The hormones also made the sexual desire 20 times that of a normal female and made them overwhelmed with desire.
Seeing each-other sweating and tan from their standing feat they were attracted and instantly on the ground again rubbing each-others pussy. Kelly rubbed Lauren’s clit furiously then pushed a second finger into her pussy as it contracted as Lauren had the most amazing orgasm she has ever had. It started in her thighs as a warm bubble exploding and sent her screaming as pussy juice squirted all over Kelly.
They could have done that for eternity but then they froze as a little vine crept out of each one of their pussies, up to their physically bigger breasts, split, flowered, and sucked their lactating breasts. Once their breasts were back to their normal size, and after they had 2 orgasms each the vines detached and contracted to their pussies. Then inside of them the plant drank the white liquid depleting their womb to look only 4 months pregnant. Then two more stem came out of their naked pussies and wrapped around them making a living pair of panties with a anchor in their pussy and set an anchor in their asshole making them both scream with yet another amazing orgasm, and when their pussy juice dripped out, the plant quickly absorbed it and grew slightly in their wombs. 
Then the plant sent a thin vine up their pregnant bellies to their breasts and wove itself into a living strapless deep green pushup bra, sucking on their nipples constantly.
The plant also made a series of changes on the inside on their bodies. The first grew a vine through their bodies to their lungs and grew a mat over all their oxygen intakes that started producing oxygen itself making them now able to hold their breath endlessly, making them amazing at blowjobs. The second change penetrated into their stomachs and was made to inject all the nutrients to live with a perfect body and not depend on eating, also giving them the exact nutrients made them have not waste products. The third change changed their skin, muscle, bone, and organ makeup, making them have a thin, very strong, transparent layer of plant cells making them indestructible. The fourth change grew a thin stem up their spines to their brains and budded a flower that attached to their brain, making a direct connection to their thoughts, hormones and decisions. 
Kelly felt all this happening and saw the panties and strapless bra grow she thought they were very sexy. Then she herd a thought in her head that was not hers it told her to find her running clothes in the corner, put them on and run home, tomorrow is a big day. Oddly Kelly and Lauren did exactly that.
They ran home and slept with many hormones and sexual skills getting added and taken away making them into the most sexy, sexually experienced, and strongest girls in the world.
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Science-Fiction

The Storm (Part IV)

Lieutenant Greenstein crouched on the roof of the six-floor tenement building, her rifle aimed at the corner of South 3rd and Kent Avenue. A cold wind blew off the gray East River, sending a chill through her bones, despite the ample weight of her police uniform. She had been like this for the past two hours, waiting for the gangs of Hasid to come to where they based their illegal water-hoarding operation. It had come to this: New York’s finest perched in decrepit windows of abandoned warehouses, esentially snipers. Guilty until proven innocent, and even then no one was ever innocent. Fuck this, she thought. She’d rather be at home, with Scott, protected by the Rockaways, a place of New York that still hadn’t been affected by the storm. She was one of the lucky ones, though, even if she did have to spend eight hours a day in the fucking dregs of the 18th precinct, trying to maintain order in a city that was falling apart at the seams. She stood up to stretch, and turned around, looking back at Brooklyn. It was then that she noticed the door to the stairwell was closed.
“Fuck,” she said, putting her gun down, and walking toward the door. There was no handle on the door, as it locked automatically behind. How could she be so stupid, she thought, a hand against the door. Fuck fuck fuck. There would be no way to communicate, as the communication links had broken down with the first storm. She was stuck. She would have to wait for relief. She walked back to the corner of the roof when she saw it.
A dark cloud moved quickly across the East River, a thick, green mustardy smelling mass of smoke and debris. The Storm. There hadn’t been one in about six weeks, but here it was. She looked frantically around. There was no way out. The cloud moved even closer, directly towards the building. She tried not to panic, took deep breaths, but all she could think about was Scott and their house in the Rockaways, their dog, how she wanted to go home. She looked back at the door. “What the fuck,” she said out loud, “Fuck fuck fuck.” She was trapped.
She crouched in the corner, curled up in a fetal position, cradling the gun. There was nothing she could do. Closing her eyes, the Storm rushed over the top of the building, enveloping her. She could feel the weight of the gas against her uniform, her exposed skin, her dark brown hair pulled tight against her head. She could taste it on her lips. And worse, she could feel it entering her, and she reached a level of such terror that she thought her heart was going to explode and burst, carried off with the evil gas. And that’s what it was: evil. It was in her now. She was finished, would no longer be the same, would be doomed to wandering these fucked up streets for the rest of her life, in whatever guise the Storm infected her: drugs, drink, food, sex?
The storm passed, but she remained in that same position, her eyes tightly shut, her hands clamped around the rifle, balled up like a child on the corner of the roof. Her breathing by now was quick and manic, and she tried to focus all of her mental acuity onto the number of breaths. She had heard that the affects of the Storm were immediate, she had seen it happen in colleagues, saw their former selves be carried off by the mustardy gas of the storm cloud, leaving behind the shell of a human, a sick desperation that cast the world into chaos. She counted quickly, trying not to recognise that she was burning up in the police uniform, that her skin felt as if it was on fire, her body dripping in sweat. She wanted to tear the uniform off. There was intense feeling of absence, a craving for something in her to be filled. She was now shaking uncontrollably. She needed it, although she couldn’t quite figure out what it was, but then her thoughts were brought somewhere else, a focal point: hot, burning, wet and aching, that space between her legs. What she needed was cock. And this is where she passed over.
She had to get off the roof. It was imperative. It was the key to her survival. If she could get off the roof, she could get cock: a thick, hard, throbbing piece of meat that she could suck, and feel in her wet pussy, and shove in her ass. She needed to be filled. What she needed even more, she knew now, was the taste of cum on her mouth, something to take the pain away. She had to bathe in it, have it constantly. This was the key to her survival and it was that door- that fucking door- that was keeping her from it.
She ran to the edge of the roof and looked down. The street was empty. She was clearly in pain and could think of nothing, see nothing in her head, except for hard, throbbing cock. She tried to maintain her balance and, instinctively, reached her right hand down beneath her belt and the waistband of her slacks, touching her engorged clitoris with two fingers, slowly rubbing a circle. Her breathing increased with the rhythm of her rubbing and she was shocked- almost terrified- at the intensity of the feeling. She wanted something inside her, and she slipped both fingers into her hot, soaking wet cunt. In and out she pushed them, all the while applying circular pressure with the palm of her hand on her clit. The severity and quickness of the orgasm that caused her entire body to quake and her knees give out, collapsing her to the roof of the building, a writhing mess of nerve-endings and pussy juice, her carefully pulled up hair now falling out around her, and the screams- these fucking screams of passion, if that’s what it was- bouncing off the buildings around her seemed to be an announcement to the world, that-once again- the Storm had reduced another woman to her basic id: she now, literally, lived to fuck.
And if she could do this to herself, she thought, lying flat on her back, staring at the dark clouds passing above her, her breathing slowing down, wonder what she could do with cock.
I’m getting off this fucking roof, she thought, and she walked to the edge, more determined and confident than she’d been before. The orgasm seemed to give her a power that she was lacking before, a temporary boost in confidence. And, as if she willed it herself, she heard the shuffle of feet from the corner below her. She quickly assumed position, crouched at the corner of the roof, looking through the sites of her sniper rifle. They turned the corner and entered into view.
“No fucking way,” she said, lowering the gun, and looking at the three people- a man and two girls on chains- turning the corner. They were naked, the man carrying and automatic weapon, an M-16, with a round of ammo around his chest. The two girls were attached to small chains, around collars, and had on combat boots. They walked gingerly. She looked at the man- his taut, hairless body, rippling in muscle- and, more importantly, his cock- a semi-hard beautiful piece of meat. She sited it through the rifle to get a better look. It was enormous, maybe eight to nine inches when it got hard and had a breath-taking girth. She wanted it. Without thinking she jumped to her feet, held the rifle aloft and screamed, “FREEZE!”
The man motioned to the girls, who quickly crouched down like dogs on all fours and he held the M-16 aloft, clearly tentative about using it. He found Lt. Greenstein in his sites, but failed to shoot. She cautioned him down.
“If you fire that thing, we’ll all be dead,” she yelled down to the street. “I just need your help. Can you help me?”
He lowered the gun, but said nothing. She took this as a positive sign.
“I’m locked in. You have to let me out.” She was thinking about that cock. The man shaded his eyes and looked up. He stood there silently, motioning for the girls to stand back up, all the while not losing his gaze with the aching lieutenant.
“Please,” she shouted down again, surprised at the desperation in her voice. “I’ll do anything! Anything!”
The three strangers walked to the front door. She could hear it slam behind them. The aspect of getting cock excited her, but she was aware of the fact that she needed to look non-threatening: the uniform with the gun may be too much for a stranger to take in a fucked up world as this. And she didn’t feel like she could wait any longer. She threw the rifle down to the ground, undid her belt and holster, and unbuckled her boots, kicking them off quickly. Throwing them to the side, she shimmied out of the heavy, thick pants until she was in nothing but her thong underwear. The heat from her pussy was unbearable, and even as she lowered the navy blue panties, she found herself rubbing her soaking wet cunt again. She crawled to the edge of the roof, bending over, one hand on the ledge, the other busily preparing her pussy for the cock she needed to survive. She heard the metal door open and she moaned loudly. Without even turning around, her ass in the air as if an offering, her left hand rubbing her pussy to the peak of another orgasm, she screamed: “Please! Fuck me with your cock! Please fuck me with your cock!”
She heard footsteps and the quick fap fap fap of the man jerking his meat, getting ready to fill her up and before she could plead again for the stranger’s dick, she felt the head of the penis against the wet lips of her pussy and she grunted loudly, the echo carrying off the skyscraper condominiums. As he thrust inside her- first an inch, then two, then the full girth of the eight or nine inches filling her up- she supported herself with both hands on the railing, banging her hips against his with each thrust. She seemed to be in a continual state of orgasm, her body quaking and screaming in passion, a feeling she had never, ever came close to before. She concentrated on breathing, of feeling every inch of that beautiful cock, and revelled in the waves of orgasm that seemed to define her new existence. She was ready now, thirsty, aching for cum and she told him, the stranger who filled her up, a man she had not even seen the face of, that she wanted it.
“Cum on my face,” she ordered. “Cum on my fucking face.”
This is what she needed and as he pulled out, she twisted around, falling to her knees and opening her mouth. She still didn’t look at him, only focusing on the throbbing piece of meat inches from her face, the full girth, the glistening head and the hand that worked it professionally and eagerly, and as the cum exploded she thrust herself into it, tasting it on her tongue and lips, her cheeks and nose and face and eyes and hair, wanting to drown in it, to soak up every single sperm cell of strength, to satisfy the craving of the Storm. She would never be the same, this she knew. But in a way, as the energy crackled through her body, and the hot cum dripped from her lips to the tarred roof, she wondered if she even cared.

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G.S.P. Chapter 4/13 The Question of Ownership

New York city is tormented by mysterious monsters attacks and no attempts to track the suspected aliens are successful. The government’s solution is to form an all new super hero team named G.S.P. to protect the city. The veteran heroes assembled know the hardship of being heroes and how sex might be an useful relief, but are they really prepared for what happens when an innocent (?) bystander hurt during one of their missions is something they have never encountered before?

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Alien Sexy toy

A young crossdresser is given the house to himself for the weekend, taking the opportunity he wears his mother’s clothes. However his weekend is changed when he becomes involved with something he could have never imagined

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the strange craft from mars part 2

I am Captain Jessica hiller I’m sitting on the old sofa in my living room after being debriefed by marine corps intelligence on the space craft. i pushed that to the back of my mind for now. I had work to do around the house and errands to run. I went up to my room on the second floor. Something was different, my room was painted purple and i had posters of half naked men on my wall instead of my normal swimsuit model posters. The bed was purple also to match the walls. i went over to my dresser and opened the top drawer to find a black lace thong on top. i grabbed that and opened the drawer to the right and pulled out a matching bra. ‘’The alien squid was right’’ i thought ‘’everything looks as if I was born a girl’’ i slipped out of her marine corps fatigues, and folded them up and set them in the corner and tossed my bra and panties in the laundry, i needed a shower badly my hair which had grown from a buzz cut to a haircut that went to my shoulders, was tattered and had a bit of cum in it still. i set my iPod Touch up so it would play music full blast and turned on Christian Kane’s- thinking of you set the device on the sink and hopped in the shower i took a warm shower and noticed to my great thanks her Axe shampoo had been replaced with two bottles one was shampoo and the other was conditioner
i lathered my hair up and started soaping my whole body up head to toe when i got to my new vagina i felt a jolt of pleasure shoot up my spine. i recovered and started rinsing off the soap and shampoo. i turned the water off and stepped out of the shower and started drying my hair off then turned the ipod down a little bit, and walked to my bed and threw it down on the bed. i laid down and started to examine my new body, i am about four inches shorter i guessed i only weighed 110 pounds and i had perfect c-cup breasts and a normal sized ass but it was my pussy that caught my eye. I had always loved the folds of my ex-girlfriends pussy but now i had my own. i rubbed it gently sending another jolt up my spine. i started to rub my new clit and was in heaven. my breath came in heaves as i inserted two fingers into my pussy and wiggled them. After 2 minutes of that I came all over her bed. Soaking the blanket, and pillows. i just lay there until i got up the strength to get up. i slipped on the thong and bra, and went back to my dresser and found a pair of jeans and a black midriff and put those on as well, and went downstairs to get some breakfast once in the kitchen i saw my car through the window it was still the same Honda civic but it was pink. i laughed a little because i loved the new color. As i sat there eating my eggs i wondered if i could really take the form of anything i wanted,
‘’ he did say anything’’ I said as I tried to call the squid guy with my mind. It worked and I told him I wanted him to take a human form and pointed to a picture of dan donegan from disturbed. He obeyed and then I said’’ can I really take the form of anything I want? Even if its something like a car ?’’
‘’you can only take the shape of something that big for a short time but yes’’ ‘’do people know about my ability’’ yes they do. In fact the marine corps did an extensive testing battery on you before you were assigned leader of the ‘’ hell fighters’’ and your power has saved many people’’ ‘’wow really?’’ ‘’yes we have vast powers outside our own planet’’ ‘’so if I will my body hard enough I can do anything?’’ ‘’that is correct’’ I willed my forearm into the shape of a katana and immediately gasped as I saw that I really could do anything ‘’holy shit’’ I said ‘’that is rad’’ with that ‘’dan’’ vanished. I decided since I could change my looks I would go crazy. I thought of my hair shorter and pink with purple highlights and thought of my body having tattoos. ‘’impressive’’ I thought ‘’I can even make tattoos’’ I suddenly got the thought to make sure my garage was how I left it. I put on a pair of converse and made my way out the door and to the garage ‘’thank god’’ I thought as I looked all over about half of my garage was a rehearsal area for my band the other half was full of locked clear cabinets stocked with rifles and pistols ‘’GUNS’’I shouted ‘’ I need to clean mine’’ I walked over to the duffle on the work bench and unzipped it to find all my gear from my last mission stowed away in it. Just at that moment my phone rang, I knew it was wraith from the ring tone, I answered it ‘’captain hiller here’’ ‘’captain its wraith’’ came the voice on the other end wraith sounded like she was in trouble ‘’ its tim I need your help he wont let me leave and keeps hitting me’’ ‘’ill be right over wraith’’ I dug through the duffle until I found my waist holsters that held both of my glocks all their ammo an my KBAR knives. I hefted the holster and wrapped it around me put on a jacket and pulled out my glocks loaded them up and put laser sights on them real quick. I hopped in my civic and sped off to wraith’s house, when I got there he was on the driveway with a revolver pointed at wraith. I pulled in the driveway and got out. ‘’hey asshole’’ I shouted. Which had the desired effect. The gun was now in my face. ‘’get lost bitch’’ he said ’’get back in that car and drive away’’ to which I replied ‘’you are holding a friend of mine at gunpoint and you think im going to leave?’’ ‘’I would hate to put a hole through that pretty face of yours so put your hands up’’
I knew this was my chance I was an expert in the Israeli defense form of Krav Maga so I faked him out I went to put my hands up but instead I took my right hand and grabed the gun, maneuvered it so it was pointed away from me and ripped it free of his hand. This made him writhe in pain as he held his broken trigger finger. All in one motion I took the gun and threw it in wraiths direction and pulled out my glock aiming it at his ball’s ‘’you must have a pretty big set of these to be so tough and bet your girlfriend’’ with that I dug the muzzle of my other glock into his temple ‘’please don’t kill me’’ he said as he burst into tears ‘’ ‘’oh not so tough now’’ I replied ‘’where is all that toughness now?’’ ‘’please! God no I will never hurt her again’’ ‘’not good enough’’ I pulled the trigger and watched him jump as he thought I blew his balls off ‘’you fucking moron’’ I said ’’the first round was a blank’’ wraith burst out in laughter ‘’listen dirt bag I wont kill you cause then ill be put in a military prison they arent fun but I will make sure you go to a nice home in jail. They LOVE guys who beat women’’ just then I heard sirens ‘’about time’’ I thought ‘’I called them on my way over’’ once the cops got there and took down our names and statements for their reports. They asked my what unit im in. they didn’t believe I was a hell fighter but they looked me up and found my record. With that all done we went inside for a round of beers.
We sat on her sofa and when she stopped shaking i leaned in close and started to snuggle up to her which made her a little shaky ‘’have you ever been with a woman before?’’ I asked ‘’no I havent’’ ‘’well I will show you how much better I am than that asshole. I pulled her close to me and planted my lips on hers giving her a passionate kiss. I took my hand and massaged her breast while my other hand reached her pants and unbuttoned them. I slid my hand inside her pants she wasn’t wearing panties I found her pussy and slid two fingers in wiggling and thrusting them in her pussy with all my might as I kissed her I felt her moans through my tongu. I took my thumb and rubbed her clit while I did this she orgasmed. Letting out an earth breaking scream of pleasure. ‘’that was the best orgasm of my life’’ she said, her breath coming in heaves. ‘’that was nothing’’ I said ‘’get undressed and lie on your back’’ she did just that as I watched her lovely tits bounce. Once she had undressed I got naked and sat on her face ordering her to eat me out. She had me in fits of orgasm when I got a nasty thought. I willed a cock to come out of my pussy and I felt it slide down her throat. I realized that it was a dumb idea and made the cock go away. I got up and told her to get on her hands and knees. she did just that and I envisioned a cock 10’’ long and 3’’ wide I pressed the tip at the entrance of her pussy and rammed in as hard as I could and heard a shriek of pain and pleasure escape her mouth. I was only half way in so I pulled out so just the tip was inside her and rammed in as hard as I could again. She let out a gut churning cry and I kissed her back as I began to thrust in and out of her. I was going as fast as I could when it happened. She did something I did not expect at all. she reached around and started to finger my pussy. That was all I needed I came so hard that my vision blurred for a few seconds and I collapsed on top of kim and we fell asleep together
When I woke up kim wasn’t there and she had covered me with a blanket. I got up and put my thong, pants and shoes, then put on my bra and shirt. After I was dressed I headed to the door. I figured kim was still asleep so I didn’t look for her. I got im my civic and drove back home. I remembered that ‘’dan’’ was supposed to be in a new room under my home. I got home and parked my car stuffed the keys in my pocket I had no idea how to get into the new room so I just imagined myself being there and it worked. It was brightly lit and it had walls full of women in cages and one wall had men bound to it by their hands
‘’ this is going to be fun’’ I said out loud

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G.S.P. Chapter 1/13 Prisoner Inside the Hospital

New York city is tormented by mysterious monsters attacks and no attempts to track the suspected aliens are successful. The government’s solution is to form an all new super hero team named G.S.P. to protect the city. The veteran heroes assembled know the hardship of being heroes and how sex might be an useful relief, but are they really prepared for what happens when an innocent (?) bystander hurt during one of their missions is something they have never encountered before?

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the great war 3033 part 2

When Jack had just finished on the shooting range when “Jack how are you able to fire that weapon every one that has fired that weapons has been ether burned from the inside out or they were just killed out right.” Jack now noticed that he had been Found out and just said” I picked up the weapons and just started to fire. why is their something wrong.” jack asked. John was now on the phone to the president say that they had found one of the two Umbra and that he does not know what he is. “OK thanks for the work ask him is he wanted to be trained and if he does send him to the training yard or if he tries something shoot him.” John was surprised by the president request.
Lucie was was now panicking trying to find a way out when the fat drunken man from early came thought the door. “I see that your lying, now tell me what you are, or we have a problem on our hands” as the fat guy pulls out a gun and aims it at her. Lucie now fearing for her life started to feel a tingle in the pit of her stomach and it started to grow more and more until she could not contain it, when she let it out in a big burst of energy that killed every thing in the room. As the energy start to go she looked around the room she saw that every one was either burnt to a crisp or was just a pile of ash on the floor.
Jack was Just asked if he wanted to be train to be a guard for the U.I.S. Sek (united inter systems Sek) when Jack doubled over on the floor in pain it was as if something had just tried to pull energy from him as if it was trying to pull the built up energy from the gun as will as his life force. As the feeling started to fade jack felt weak and sick to his stomach as well as the felling of being empty.
when Lucie saw what happened she was over come with fear of what she had done and that she had to get far away from where she was. As Lucie starts to get up she hears something in the distant like an explosion that was getting louder and louder, when she looks the were the fat guy was standing all she see was a burnt out button that looked like it would be a dead man switch. Just as Lucie looks up she sees a bright light then a loud noise as she has to cover her ears because of her heightened senses. just as the explosion get to her she feels her skin turn in to something soft yet hard if such a thing was possible as massive surge of heat go thought her body making her feel warm yet slightly sad at this and what made it worse was that she didn’t know why she felt sad
Jack was just starting to get back up when, again drops to the floor but this time he can feel his body heat up and start to burn from the inside out as if something was trying to kill him with an a microwave. As Jack thought he was going to die the burning started to fade then all together stop as suddenly as it started, Jack starts gets back up just as John arrives with the medics to find him unscaved much to John amazement. when they get to a door Jack turn to John and ask “why did you chose me to guard you ship i’m just …” Jack ask before cut off by John “but you not human you can fire a weapon that others die from.” Jack looked started that they had fired the weapon with out changing the base firing mechanism as that is what make the weapon deadly to humans.
Lucie had just felt the heat from the base exploding when she again feels her skin turn back to normal if you can class her skin normal that is, Lucie looks around to find nothing but ruble and ash as well as snow in the distance. “where am I and what am I going to do now” she ask her self feeling even more lost than when she was brought to the lab. Just as Lucie was about to cry she remembered that her pod should be somewhere near her, Lucie started to look around when she saw a faint glint in the distance. Her thinking it was her pod starts to run to it but as she gets closer she realities even thought that it is her pod was broken beyond any sort of use at all, all she could do was salvage the life support to keep warm as she was now in the south pole and it would take her mouths for anyone to find her or find out about the lab blowing up.
6 mouths later
Jack was now the guard for the U.I.S. Sek and was also the best that any one had seen he beating all of his hand-to-hand training instructors even the advanced one which would of taken a normal person 5 years to learn, but the Umbra learned things 10 times faster than humans do and they also have photo graphic memory, this also help them become the most advanced life form during their time. Jack was also a crack shot and could shot a pin head of of a horse arse of corse they never tried that but the simulation they ran should he could do it if he wanted to which he never did.
Lucie was still in the south pole but she could hear the sound of rotary engines in the distances so she knew she would be picked up soon. She had been cannibalizing her pod to make shelter as will as the scrape metal to make in to a spear for fishing and hunting, as will as snow she could melt for water with the heater from the pod.
All she knew now was that she would be picked up soon but by the wrong people.

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