Pr0ntober 2010
STOLEN FROM kat8cha
1. You make a post announcing your participation and asking your flist for prompts consisting of a fandom, a pairing and a prompt. Feel free to put a cap on how many requests you'll take ( Read more... )
1. You make a post announcing your participation and asking your flist for prompts consisting of a fandom, a pairing and a prompt. Feel free to put a cap on how many requests you'll take ( Read more... )
He was brought out of his thoughts by a ball rolling towards him, and looked up just in time to see the entire group of Titans stuffed animals rushing towards him. Well shi...
And really, stuffed animals should not be able to keep him down, but he seemed to be having a hard time moving. He made a mental note to complain to whoever ran this place about that. And what was shaking his shoulder? He tugged his hand up again to swat at whatever it was, and was happy to actually have it hit something.
"Ow, Donna, watch where you're hitting." Eyes he didn't realize were closed snapped open, only to focus on Donna's quite attractive breasts. On his chest. He missed the lego mall already.
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"It's not the worst thing that's happened to us," was Dick's helpful opinion. Wally started at him incredulously.
"You're not the one with boobs, Dick!" He had to resist the urge to grab them and shake them towards Dick, and not only because Donna was standing right behind him. A Donna in his body. He needed a new life.
Donna, for her part, was taking it surprisingly well, considering. Wally mentally stuck his tongue out at her.
"You're overreacting, Wally. All we have to do is find Witch Boy and convince him to change us back." Was she rolling her eyes? She was rolling her eyes at him! Did nobody understand the seriousness of this situation? Flash Junior was missing, and Donna was keeping him hostage!
He glared and turned to throw a pillow at Roy. "And you, stop laughing!" He(she?) grinned in satisfaction as the pillow made a satisfying thump and knocked Roy off of the couch. Maybe there were benefits to this body after all...
Wally ran a hand through his (too long) hair and sighed.
"Fine, but until we figure out where he is, I'm locking myself in my room and not coming out."
He stormed out of the room, trying to ignore Roy's renewed laughter and the awkward new weight on his chest.
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Wally was pretty sure he was going to hell. A special hell reserved for horrible friends. Horrible friends who jack their friend's body and then fondle said friends boobs. The fact that the boobs were technically his at the moment didn't make it better.
It was just curiousity, really! He wasn't really doing anything. He was just standing in front of a mirror. With his hand's on Donna's boobs. Squeezing them. He groaned and told his hands to stop what they were doing. Oh good, they were moving off of the boobs...and taking off the top half of Donna's suit...oh god.
Wally made a mental note to scold his hands later, preferably at a time when the majority of his brain wasn't short circuiting.
His attraction to Donna wasn't a new thing, and he hadn't made much of a secret of it. Back during their initial days as Teen Titans, he had developed a lingering crush on Donna, going so far as to try to win her affections. She had instead chosen Roy, and while a part of him was still a little hurt by that, he couldn't begrude his friend's what happiness they managed to get out of their relationship.
And although he'd resigned himself to never having his affections returned and moved on, and quite happily so, there was always a part of him that would love Donna.
Oh who was he kidding himself, he was also a man (most of the time) and just as much of a horndog as the rest of his gender. Which was the real reason he was once again fondling Donna's now naked breasts.
And and if needed anymore proof that the universe hated him, the fact that Donna walked in RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT was enough to dispel all doubts. He rushed to pull up Donna's shirt, and it might have been fast enough had he been in his normal body. The one that conveniently had super speed. Which is why before he had a chance to finish covering Donna's (his?) breasts, Donna had him pushed against a wall, his hands held firmly in place above his head. (And maybe later on when he was thinking straight he'd remember he had Donna's strength and could have broken out, but why would he want to break free?)
"And here I was, coming to make sure you were dealing well with the switch." She (in his body, he would never get used to that) reached an arm between them and squeezed his (her's, have to remember that) breast. "But it looks like you're more than okay with the change."
Wally gulped and squirmed a little under Donna's gaze. Any minute now, Donna was going to punch him, or get angry and never talk to him again, and despite all of that he couldn't help arching towards her and moaning lightly. He blushed and ducked his head, stammering and refusing to meet her gaze.
"I didn't...I mean I wasn't...it's not what it looks like?"
Donna simply rolled her eyes in response, and before he knew it, the cloths he was wearing were tossed in a corner, and Donna was kneeling in front of him,
"Shut up, Wally. If you wanted to touch me, you should have asked. It's only fair I return the favor now."
If asked later what he remembered from that day, the only thing Wally would have been able stammer was vibrating tongue.
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