FANFIC - The Forbidden Martian Book of Forbidden Martian Things. - ROSE / M’GANN, shapeshifting.
Okay, here is the weird Martian Sex story I had promised. I wanted to write a really short one that could fit inside a comment… yeah, so much for that. At least this time I managed to get it under 2000 words! One day I’ll be able to write something small enough to fit a darn comment.
Anyway, someone wrote a story for this pairing and prompt already, but I was halfway through when I noticed, so screw it. Whoever asked for this pairing and prompt, it’s your lucky day cause you got two stories in a row!
Title: The Forbidden Martian Book of Forbidden Martian Things.
Fandom: DC comics, Teen Titans.
Rating: XXX for Alien sex.
Word Count: 1666.
Summary: Written for DCU Femlash Porn Battle with the prompt ‘Shapeshifting’.
Silence reigned in the halls of the Titan’s tower. Rose Wilson prowled, occasionally breaking the sepulchral peace with her footsteps, looking for something to occupy her time. But there was nothing to do, no villains to fight, no people to save, no Cassie to piss off. Rose was as bored as nun’s vagina.
Drastic situations require drastic measures. Rose was going to find her fun one way or the other. I guess I am going to have to barge into someone’s room and see what happens from there, she thought to herself.
“Eeny, meeny, miney, moe,” Rose said moving her finger from door to door, selecting her next victim, playmate, or both. “Ah, little Miss Martian it is!” she said only to herself.
The door was unlocked; Miss Martian trusted people too much. Inside, Rose found Miss Martian lying on her bed, reading a book and eating Oreos. Whatever she was reading was so interesting she had failed to notice Rose’s presence. More interesting than me? We’ll see about that, Rose thought.
“Ahem!”
M’gann almost choked on her Oreos and only managed to say a wimpy “Oh?”
“Interesting book, M’gann?”
M’gann regarded the book she was reading with an expression more fitting a fraidy cat than a superhero. With one sudden move she threw the book away like it was made of explosives. “No, no, no, no, no, I was not reading the forbidden book of forbidden stuff I stole from uncle J’onn!”
Things were certainly getting promising.
“The forbidden book of forbidden stuff?” asked Rose as she walked towards the tossed book and picked it up.
“Well, it’s actually called the T’om J’onzz’s guide for Urr’zhan Thum’val’xann mott. Volume two,” replied Miss Martian, who got redder and redder as she pronounced words that meant nothing to Rose.
Rose opened the book and began to turn the pages. The Martian written language was completely lost on her, but even though the pages had many illustrations, the subject of the book escaped her. It was page after page of drawings of shapeless monsters wrestling each other, or incoherent ink blots that looked like Rorschach tests made with green ink.
“So why did the Martian headhonchos forbid this book?” asked Rose.
“Oh, no, it’s not forbidden by law. It’s just forbidden to me. My mom doesn’t want me to read about… those subjects until I am older. She is very old fashioned that way.”
Rose still didn’t understand what was so special about the dumb book so she took a closer look at those monsters wrestling. They weren’t wrestling. Rose’s eyes widened and she began frantically to turn the pages and look at the pictures in a whole new light. “Oh. My. God,” she said. “It’s a Martian Kama Sutra!”
“Actually, our book was old before your dinosaurs took their last breath and--”
“Nobody cares,” interrupted Rose. “Now tell me what these two are doing,” said Rose pointing to a particularly nasty illustration in the book.
“Well, the male is using the form of the million penises to satisfy the female who has taken the form called ‘the malleable lump’.”
“Nasty!” was Rose’s only answer to that as she kept turning the pages, fascinated. “An entire book of crazy alien porn. This is the greatest thing ever!”
“It’s not a book of crazy porn,” said M’gann resentfully. “It’s a beautiful cultural artifact about Martian love in its many manifestations!”
“Po-tae-toe, Po-tah-to. So, M’gann, wanna try any of these positions?”
“What?” Miss Martian blushed and started to look more like a red Saturnian with every passing moment.
“Wanna try any of these crazy Martian fucking techniques with me?”
“With… with you?”
“Yes, even if I weren’t bored out of my mind, I would try anything once and don’t tell me you are not interested, because you stole this in the first place.”
“Well… I am interested to try some things, but... you are a human.”
“Well, maybe we can do this one.” Rose’s finger pointed at one of the most normal looking images in the book.
“No, Rose, you would need to grow three new vaginas, two anuses and I would have to decapitate you to do that one.”
“Hmmff!” Rose began to turn the pages again looking for something she could do without dying. “How about this one?”
“You don’t want to know.”
“Come on, M’gann; there has to be something we can do here without extra vaginas.”
Miss Martian’s gaze turned upward to the ceiling as she thought really hard. “Maybe we can do a variation of the Sea of Pleasure.”
“Sea of Pleasure? I like that name.”
Miss Martian grabbed Rose’s hand. “Okay, then follow me to the bathroom!” she said and pulled her all the way.
“The bathroom? If Sea of Pleasure involves you peeing on my face, then I retract!”
“No, it’s nothing disgusting like that! It’s freaky, but not that way. You’ll see.”
Inside M’gann’s bathroom, Rose began to undress. “Are you going to take off your clothes, M’gann?”
“I never wear clothes; this is all me shapeshifting.”
“Kinky, yet incredibly disappointing. At least shapeshift into something naked.”
“Oh, alright,” said M’gann as her make believe clothes blended back into her flesh. As soon as her nakedness appeared, M’gann covered it with her arms. “I am really not used to being this kind of naked. It feels so vulnerable.”
“There is no need to be afraid; I am not going to hurt you… much,” said Rose as she got closer and kissed her. “Well? Now what’s the next step?”
“We have to get inside the bathtub.”
They did.
“And now?” asked Rose.
M’gann didn’t answer, she just smiled. Suddenly her body melted into a green puddle that filled the bathtub.
“What? What? What?” was the most coherent think Rose managed to say.
Miss Martian’s voice sounded in Rose’s head. “Just lie down, and I’ll do the rest.”
“You Martians are really, really weird,” Rose said as she lied down and entered the puddle.
“Okay, Rose, now get your head inside. Don’t worry, I’ll oxygenate your lungs directly.”
“If you kill me, M’gann, I’ll come back as a vengeful ghost and burn down the Oreo factory.” Rose closed her eyes and entered completely into the puddle her friend had become. She felt something enter her nostrils, and for a second she felt like she was going to drown, but quickly a steady supply of oxygen began to fill her lungs. Rose began to float in the centre of the puddle, not touching the bottom of the bathtub or emerging, simply in the middle. Somehow M’gann could maintain different densities between the bottom of the puddle and the other half, keeping Rose floating comfortably right in the centre. “This is very relaxing and all, but so far Martian sex is pretty boring. I bet you people are all about meditating, aligning the karma and not about the dirty fucking.”
“I haven’t even started yet! I am not sure I should; it might be too much for a human. Are you sure you want me to go on?”
“Do it already! So far is all bark and no bite!”
“Okay, here we go.”
Rose began to feel a pair of hands fondling her breasts, caressing them with the utmost tenderness. A new pair of hands appeared, one playfully made circles over her nipple with one finger and the other pinched her other nipple. “Well, it is certainly getting better,” she said.
More hands appeared and touched her all over, squeezing her buttocks, caressing her legs, petting her head. From time to time the hands turned into mouths that kissed, licked and nibbled, and then turned to hands again. “Now we are talking!” Rose said.
A new hand started rubbing her clit with an eager finger. Rose let a small moan escape. Two new long fingers appeared and entered Rose’s body. The sensation of countless hands and mouths playing with her was driving her wild, but when the fingers started paying attention to her naughtier bits Rose began to think that maybe this was too much for humans. Her body wriggled and jerked inside M’gann as the fingers touched her inside. “Oh… M’gann, I think you were right, this may be too much… and I can’t see anything in here…”
Suddenly, she could see. She saw M’gann’s face looking at her. Miss Martian was sitting on a floor and Rose’s head rested on her lap. One slow Martian hand caressed her head. They were the two only things in the world, in this world.
“Hold on a minute,” Rose said. “Where the hell are we now?”
“Inside my head,” replied M’gann. “Inside your head.”
“Okay, so this is not real.”
“It’s very real to me.”
“That Martian Kama Sutra sure is something.”
“Do you want me to stop? We can do something more human if you think it was too much, Rose.”
“No way! We got all the way here; we might as well finish this even if it makes me walk funny for a few hours. I feel bad because I’m getting all the fun here.”
“You are not, Rose. I linked my mind to yours. I feel what you feel. It pleases me to please you,” M’gann said with a smile.
“Then what are you waiting for, go for it!”
It started again, the endless wave of sensations created by Miss Martian on Rose’s body. Hands grabbed, pinched, teased and caressed. Mouths kissed, licked, bit, and sucked. It didn’t take long for Rose to reach climax again. The pleasure overload made her have small convulsions. This was certainly the best sex she ever had in her life.
The orgasm left her exhausted.
M’gann shapeshifted again back to her usual form. Now Rose and M’gann rested at the bottom of the bathtub breathing heavily, with M’gann clearly tired on top of Rose.
“Now I know why my mom didn’t want to read this book,” M’gann said.
“M’gann, wanna try another page of the book?”
“WHAT??”
THE END.
Anyway, someone wrote a story for this pairing and prompt already, but I was halfway through when I noticed, so screw it. Whoever asked for this pairing and prompt, it’s your lucky day cause you got two stories in a row!
Title: The Forbidden Martian Book of Forbidden Martian Things.
Fandom: DC comics, Teen Titans.
Rating: XXX for Alien sex.
Word Count: 1666.
Summary: Written for DCU Femlash Porn Battle with the prompt ‘Shapeshifting’.
Silence reigned in the halls of the Titan’s tower. Rose Wilson prowled, occasionally breaking the sepulchral peace with her footsteps, looking for something to occupy her time. But there was nothing to do, no villains to fight, no people to save, no Cassie to piss off. Rose was as bored as nun’s vagina.
Drastic situations require drastic measures. Rose was going to find her fun one way or the other. I guess I am going to have to barge into someone’s room and see what happens from there, she thought to herself.
“Eeny, meeny, miney, moe,” Rose said moving her finger from door to door, selecting her next victim, playmate, or both. “Ah, little Miss Martian it is!” she said only to herself.
The door was unlocked; Miss Martian trusted people too much. Inside, Rose found Miss Martian lying on her bed, reading a book and eating Oreos. Whatever she was reading was so interesting she had failed to notice Rose’s presence. More interesting than me? We’ll see about that, Rose thought.
“Ahem!”
M’gann almost choked on her Oreos and only managed to say a wimpy “Oh?”
“Interesting book, M’gann?”
M’gann regarded the book she was reading with an expression more fitting a fraidy cat than a superhero. With one sudden move she threw the book away like it was made of explosives. “No, no, no, no, no, I was not reading the forbidden book of forbidden stuff I stole from uncle J’onn!”
Things were certainly getting promising.
“The forbidden book of forbidden stuff?” asked Rose as she walked towards the tossed book and picked it up.
“Well, it’s actually called the T’om J’onzz’s guide for Urr’zhan Thum’val’xann mott. Volume two,” replied Miss Martian, who got redder and redder as she pronounced words that meant nothing to Rose.
Rose opened the book and began to turn the pages. The Martian written language was completely lost on her, but even though the pages had many illustrations, the subject of the book escaped her. It was page after page of drawings of shapeless monsters wrestling each other, or incoherent ink blots that looked like Rorschach tests made with green ink.
“So why did the Martian headhonchos forbid this book?” asked Rose.
“Oh, no, it’s not forbidden by law. It’s just forbidden to me. My mom doesn’t want me to read about… those subjects until I am older. She is very old fashioned that way.”
Rose still didn’t understand what was so special about the dumb book so she took a closer look at those monsters wrestling. They weren’t wrestling. Rose’s eyes widened and she began frantically to turn the pages and look at the pictures in a whole new light. “Oh. My. God,” she said. “It’s a Martian Kama Sutra!”
“Actually, our book was old before your dinosaurs took their last breath and--”
“Nobody cares,” interrupted Rose. “Now tell me what these two are doing,” said Rose pointing to a particularly nasty illustration in the book.
“Well, the male is using the form of the million penises to satisfy the female who has taken the form called ‘the malleable lump’.”
“Nasty!” was Rose’s only answer to that as she kept turning the pages, fascinated. “An entire book of crazy alien porn. This is the greatest thing ever!”
“It’s not a book of crazy porn,” said M’gann resentfully. “It’s a beautiful cultural artifact about Martian love in its many manifestations!”
“Po-tae-toe, Po-tah-to. So, M’gann, wanna try any of these positions?”
“What?” Miss Martian blushed and started to look more like a red Saturnian with every passing moment.
“Wanna try any of these crazy Martian fucking techniques with me?”
“With… with you?”
“Yes, even if I weren’t bored out of my mind, I would try anything once and don’t tell me you are not interested, because you stole this in the first place.”
“Well… I am interested to try some things, but... you are a human.”
“Well, maybe we can do this one.” Rose’s finger pointed at one of the most normal looking images in the book.
“No, Rose, you would need to grow three new vaginas, two anuses and I would have to decapitate you to do that one.”
“Hmmff!” Rose began to turn the pages again looking for something she could do without dying. “How about this one?”
“You don’t want to know.”
“Come on, M’gann; there has to be something we can do here without extra vaginas.”
Miss Martian’s gaze turned upward to the ceiling as she thought really hard. “Maybe we can do a variation of the Sea of Pleasure.”
“Sea of Pleasure? I like that name.”
Miss Martian grabbed Rose’s hand. “Okay, then follow me to the bathroom!” she said and pulled her all the way.
“The bathroom? If Sea of Pleasure involves you peeing on my face, then I retract!”
“No, it’s nothing disgusting like that! It’s freaky, but not that way. You’ll see.”
Inside M’gann’s bathroom, Rose began to undress. “Are you going to take off your clothes, M’gann?”
“I never wear clothes; this is all me shapeshifting.”
“Kinky, yet incredibly disappointing. At least shapeshift into something naked.”
“Oh, alright,” said M’gann as her make believe clothes blended back into her flesh. As soon as her nakedness appeared, M’gann covered it with her arms. “I am really not used to being this kind of naked. It feels so vulnerable.”
“There is no need to be afraid; I am not going to hurt you… much,” said Rose as she got closer and kissed her. “Well? Now what’s the next step?”
“We have to get inside the bathtub.”
They did.
“And now?” asked Rose.
M’gann didn’t answer, she just smiled. Suddenly her body melted into a green puddle that filled the bathtub.
“What? What? What?” was the most coherent think Rose managed to say.
Miss Martian’s voice sounded in Rose’s head. “Just lie down, and I’ll do the rest.”
“You Martians are really, really weird,” Rose said as she lied down and entered the puddle.
“Okay, Rose, now get your head inside. Don’t worry, I’ll oxygenate your lungs directly.”
“If you kill me, M’gann, I’ll come back as a vengeful ghost and burn down the Oreo factory.” Rose closed her eyes and entered completely into the puddle her friend had become. She felt something enter her nostrils, and for a second she felt like she was going to drown, but quickly a steady supply of oxygen began to fill her lungs. Rose began to float in the centre of the puddle, not touching the bottom of the bathtub or emerging, simply in the middle. Somehow M’gann could maintain different densities between the bottom of the puddle and the other half, keeping Rose floating comfortably right in the centre. “This is very relaxing and all, but so far Martian sex is pretty boring. I bet you people are all about meditating, aligning the karma and not about the dirty fucking.”
“I haven’t even started yet! I am not sure I should; it might be too much for a human. Are you sure you want me to go on?”
“Do it already! So far is all bark and no bite!”
“Okay, here we go.”
Rose began to feel a pair of hands fondling her breasts, caressing them with the utmost tenderness. A new pair of hands appeared, one playfully made circles over her nipple with one finger and the other pinched her other nipple. “Well, it is certainly getting better,” she said.
More hands appeared and touched her all over, squeezing her buttocks, caressing her legs, petting her head. From time to time the hands turned into mouths that kissed, licked and nibbled, and then turned to hands again. “Now we are talking!” Rose said.
A new hand started rubbing her clit with an eager finger. Rose let a small moan escape. Two new long fingers appeared and entered Rose’s body. The sensation of countless hands and mouths playing with her was driving her wild, but when the fingers started paying attention to her naughtier bits Rose began to think that maybe this was too much for humans. Her body wriggled and jerked inside M’gann as the fingers touched her inside. “Oh… M’gann, I think you were right, this may be too much… and I can’t see anything in here…”
Suddenly, she could see. She saw M’gann’s face looking at her. Miss Martian was sitting on a floor and Rose’s head rested on her lap. One slow Martian hand caressed her head. They were the two only things in the world, in this world.
“Hold on a minute,” Rose said. “Where the hell are we now?”
“Inside my head,” replied M’gann. “Inside your head.”
“Okay, so this is not real.”
“It’s very real to me.”
“That Martian Kama Sutra sure is something.”
“Do you want me to stop? We can do something more human if you think it was too much, Rose.”
“No way! We got all the way here; we might as well finish this even if it makes me walk funny for a few hours. I feel bad because I’m getting all the fun here.”
“You are not, Rose. I linked my mind to yours. I feel what you feel. It pleases me to please you,” M’gann said with a smile.
“Then what are you waiting for, go for it!”
It started again, the endless wave of sensations created by Miss Martian on Rose’s body. Hands grabbed, pinched, teased and caressed. Mouths kissed, licked, bit, and sucked. It didn’t take long for Rose to reach climax again. The pleasure overload made her have small convulsions. This was certainly the best sex she ever had in her life.
The orgasm left her exhausted.
M’gann shapeshifted again back to her usual form. Now Rose and M’gann rested at the bottom of the bathtub breathing heavily, with M’gann clearly tired on top of Rose.
“Now I know why my mom didn’t want to read this book,” M’gann said.
“M’gann, wanna try another page of the book?”
“WHAT??”
THE END.