(no subject)
Best. Timewaster. Ever.
You put in the words it prompts you for, and it generates a drabble.
Oh, the crack!fic one can create... Oh, the crack!fic. XD
The Passionate Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. CJ strode along the path, making for Lovely Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Soft Piano, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Shoulder.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her willful snowflake just in time to face the strong woman who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.
The woman struck deeply, and CJ barely raised her snowflake to meet the attack. They fought long and gently until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, CJ found herself forced to one knee, the woman's snowflake pressed to her sympathetic throat. "I am Abbey of Lovely Castle," she said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Soft Piano. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in the sunlight."
But CJ had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her snowflake with a twist, overpowered Abbey and pinned her to the ground. "What say you now?" CJ said, looking down upon her.
Abbey's leg shimmered like a flickering moment of peace in a decades-long war. "I have underestimated you, CJ. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
CJ's desire was enflamed. Her throat throbbed and all her thoughts were to enter Abbey like a horse. CJ caressed Abbey's brilliant leg and she responded. They came together slowly, and their joining was as talented as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet gate!" CJ groaned and stepped Abbey as willingly as she could.
"Ouch!" she yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," CJ said. "That's where I put the Soft Piano for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed hesitantly on the grass, forgetful of all but their dark love. "We will stay together forever," Abbey said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Shoulder never got the Soft Piano and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
The Battle For The Gate
In the sunlight, CJ stepped her gate. She had been busy with the gate for hours and now wanted nothing more than a passionate cuddle or a sympathetic massage from her lover Abbey.
She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her brilliant Abbey appeared at the door, grinning slowly.
"Put down the gate," Abbey said deeply. "Unless you want me to enter that gate on your throat."
CJ put down the gate. She was dark. She had never seen Abbey so talented before and it made her willful.
Abbey picked up the gate, then withdrew a snowflake from her shoulder. "Don't be so dark," Abbey said with a talented grimace. "A horse bit my leg this morning, and everything became soft. Now with this gate and this snowflake I can deeply rule the world!"
CJ clutched her lovely leg gently. This was her lover, her brilliant Abbey, now staring at her with a talented shoulder.
"Fight it!" CJ shouted. "The horse just wants the gate for his own brilliant devices! He doesn't love you, not the passionate way I do!"
CJ could see Abbey trembling gently. CJ reached out her throat and touched Abbey's shoulder deeply. She was brilliant, so brilliant, but she knew only her lovely love for Abbey would break the horse's spell.
Sure enough, Abbey dropped the gate with a thunk. "Oh, CJ," she squealed. "I'm so passionate, can you ever forgive me?"
But CJ had already moved in the sunlight. Like a flickering moment of peace in a decades-long war, she pressed her throat into Abbey's shoulder. And as they fell together in a soft fit of love, the gate lay on the floor, willful and forgotten.
Harshly Tripping
CJ tripped along sorrowfully. She was on her way to meet her lover, Leo, for Valentine's Day. She smiled to see a lion hopping along, carrying a flag in its mouth.
CJ was almost in the Roosevelt room when she came across a mournful cake, lying alone on a pale plate. "That must be a treat from my vibrant bear," she said to herself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked yellow, so she ate it.
It gave her the most quiet tingling sensation in her hip. "How unusual!" she said and continued tripping to see Leo.
When Leo came out to meet her, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" CJ cried quickly.
"Your breast! And your hand!" Leo said. "They're gentle! Can't you feel it?"
CJ felt her breast and her hand. They were indeed quite gentle. "Oh, no!" CJ said. "I'm a man!" She, or rather, he started to cry. "It must have been that mournful cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Leo said. "I got you a celebration. It must have been that strong man who lives nearby. He acts a little skillfully, ever since he danced a chair."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a man?" CJ sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Leo said deeply, "but I actually prefer men. And I think your breast is really emphatic like that."
"Really?" CJ dried his tears. CJ kissed Leo and it was an entirely sweet sensation, like a nun at a porn convention.
They spent the night having entirely sweet sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
A Filing Cabinet In Time
On a colourful and light morning, Josh sat under the desk. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His ankle ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Sam to love someone with a invisible stomach?
Gratefully, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a crisp silken door, all on a summer's day. I wish my Sam would touch me, in his own simple way..."
"Do you?" Sam sat down beside Josh and put his hand on Josh's wrist. "I think that could be arranged."
Josh gasped hopefully. "But what about my invisible stomach?"
"I like it," Sam said professionally. "I think it's warm."
They came together and their kiss was like a spaceship taking off for the moon.
"I love you," Josh said limply.
"I love you too," Sam replied and dropped him.
They bought a cat, moved in together, and lived slowly ever after.
You put in the words it prompts you for, and it generates a drabble.
Oh, the crack!fic one can create... Oh, the crack!fic. XD
The Passionate Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. CJ strode along the path, making for Lovely Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Soft Piano, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Shoulder.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her willful snowflake just in time to face the strong woman who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.
The woman struck deeply, and CJ barely raised her snowflake to meet the attack. They fought long and gently until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, CJ found herself forced to one knee, the woman's snowflake pressed to her sympathetic throat. "I am Abbey of Lovely Castle," she said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Soft Piano. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in the sunlight."
But CJ had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her snowflake with a twist, overpowered Abbey and pinned her to the ground. "What say you now?" CJ said, looking down upon her.
Abbey's leg shimmered like a flickering moment of peace in a decades-long war. "I have underestimated you, CJ. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
CJ's desire was enflamed. Her throat throbbed and all her thoughts were to enter Abbey like a horse. CJ caressed Abbey's brilliant leg and she responded. They came together slowly, and their joining was as talented as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet gate!" CJ groaned and stepped Abbey as willingly as she could.
"Ouch!" she yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," CJ said. "That's where I put the Soft Piano for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed hesitantly on the grass, forgetful of all but their dark love. "We will stay together forever," Abbey said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Shoulder never got the Soft Piano and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
The Battle For The Gate
In the sunlight, CJ stepped her gate. She had been busy with the gate for hours and now wanted nothing more than a passionate cuddle or a sympathetic massage from her lover Abbey.
She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her brilliant Abbey appeared at the door, grinning slowly.
"Put down the gate," Abbey said deeply. "Unless you want me to enter that gate on your throat."
CJ put down the gate. She was dark. She had never seen Abbey so talented before and it made her willful.
Abbey picked up the gate, then withdrew a snowflake from her shoulder. "Don't be so dark," Abbey said with a talented grimace. "A horse bit my leg this morning, and everything became soft. Now with this gate and this snowflake I can deeply rule the world!"
CJ clutched her lovely leg gently. This was her lover, her brilliant Abbey, now staring at her with a talented shoulder.
"Fight it!" CJ shouted. "The horse just wants the gate for his own brilliant devices! He doesn't love you, not the passionate way I do!"
CJ could see Abbey trembling gently. CJ reached out her throat and touched Abbey's shoulder deeply. She was brilliant, so brilliant, but she knew only her lovely love for Abbey would break the horse's spell.
Sure enough, Abbey dropped the gate with a thunk. "Oh, CJ," she squealed. "I'm so passionate, can you ever forgive me?"
But CJ had already moved in the sunlight. Like a flickering moment of peace in a decades-long war, she pressed her throat into Abbey's shoulder. And as they fell together in a soft fit of love, the gate lay on the floor, willful and forgotten.
Harshly Tripping
CJ tripped along sorrowfully. She was on her way to meet her lover, Leo, for Valentine's Day. She smiled to see a lion hopping along, carrying a flag in its mouth.
CJ was almost in the Roosevelt room when she came across a mournful cake, lying alone on a pale plate. "That must be a treat from my vibrant bear," she said to herself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked yellow, so she ate it.
It gave her the most quiet tingling sensation in her hip. "How unusual!" she said and continued tripping to see Leo.
When Leo came out to meet her, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" CJ cried quickly.
"Your breast! And your hand!" Leo said. "They're gentle! Can't you feel it?"
CJ felt her breast and her hand. They were indeed quite gentle. "Oh, no!" CJ said. "I'm a man!" She, or rather, he started to cry. "It must have been that mournful cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Leo said. "I got you a celebration. It must have been that strong man who lives nearby. He acts a little skillfully, ever since he danced a chair."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a man?" CJ sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Leo said deeply, "but I actually prefer men. And I think your breast is really emphatic like that."
"Really?" CJ dried his tears. CJ kissed Leo and it was an entirely sweet sensation, like a nun at a porn convention.
They spent the night having entirely sweet sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
A Filing Cabinet In Time
On a colourful and light morning, Josh sat under the desk. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His ankle ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Sam to love someone with a invisible stomach?
Gratefully, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a crisp silken door, all on a summer's day. I wish my Sam would touch me, in his own simple way..."
"Do you?" Sam sat down beside Josh and put his hand on Josh's wrist. "I think that could be arranged."
Josh gasped hopefully. "But what about my invisible stomach?"
"I like it," Sam said professionally. "I think it's warm."
They came together and their kiss was like a spaceship taking off for the moon.
"I love you," Josh said limply.
"I love you too," Sam replied and dropped him.
They bought a cat, moved in together, and lived slowly ever after.