Worst of Both Worlds (2/3)dioschoriumJuly 18 2013, 00:41:00 UTC
Terry pretended to gasp. “No, not at all! I completely missed that entire four-year stretch of my life! I was not present for the greater part of my own adolescence! I didn't become self-aware until we got lucky with that hulking reptilian brute in freshman year!”
“Oh, come on. Cheer up. Why don't we just lie back and think about how that evening should have gone, hmm?”
“I don't want to think about them anymore. Let's forget about them.” Terry pulled his share of the comforter over his body. His brother took him by the hand.
“Good idea. You know, we could think about someone else instead. Another monster we've had our eyes on....”
“Where are you going with this?”
“You know who I mean. He was the reason we wanted to join the fraternity, remember?”
Before he replied, Terry emitted a sigh. “But that'd be weird. Once you're actually living with your frat brother, it's different
( ... )
Worst of Both Worlds (3/3; "Part 1/2" was a typo)dioschoriumJuly 18 2013, 00:43:10 UTC
The next morning, they sat down at the breakfast table next to Squishy, who drank his glass of milk as if blissfully unaware of the immediate presence of the monster that wanted to paw and bite his naked body.
Sheri Squibbles passed by, a full laundry basket in her hands.
“Good morning, everyone! Oh, Terry and Terri, I've been needing to talk to you.”
Both brothers gulped.
“Your sheets were all black and sticky. Now, I know you have needs,” she said with a giggle. “But if you're going to do that, do it in the bathtub. It'll get rinsed down the drain that way.”
After a slight cough, Terry said, “Don't worry, Mrs. Squibbles.”
She hummed and proceeded to the basement door.
“What was Mom talking about?” Squishy asked.
“Well...let's just say it's hard for us to resist temptation when it's right there in front us,” said Terry.
“I don't get it.”
Terri leered at the little pink object of his affection. “Say, Squishy, your mom gave us the go-ahead. Wanna take a bath tonight?”
Re: Worst of Both Worlds (3/3; "Part 1/2" was a typo)
anonymous
December 22 2013, 23:18:36 UTC
This was awesome, it was fantastic how you described their anatomy in detail without simply giving a list. Now I want to write a Terry/Squishy/Terri bath scene!
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“Oh, come on. Cheer up. Why don't we just lie back and think about how that evening should have gone, hmm?”
“I don't want to think about them anymore. Let's forget about them.” Terry pulled his share of the comforter over his body. His brother took him by the hand.
“Good idea. You know, we could think about someone else instead. Another monster we've had our eyes on....”
“Where are you going with this?”
“You know who I mean. He was the reason we wanted to join the fraternity, remember?”
Before he replied, Terry emitted a sigh. “But that'd be weird. Once you're actually living with your frat brother, it's different ( ... )
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Sheri Squibbles passed by, a full laundry basket in her hands.
“Good morning, everyone! Oh, Terry and Terri, I've been needing to talk to you.”
Both brothers gulped.
“Your sheets were all black and sticky. Now, I know you have needs,” she said with a giggle. “But if you're going to do that, do it in the bathtub. It'll get rinsed down the drain that way.”
After a slight cough, Terry said, “Don't worry, Mrs. Squibbles.”
She hummed and proceeded to the basement door.
“What was Mom talking about?” Squishy asked.
“Well...let's just say it's hard for us to resist temptation when it's right there in front us,” said Terry.
“I don't get it.”
Terri leered at the little pink object of his affection. “Say, Squishy, your mom gave us the go-ahead. Wanna take a bath tonight?”
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