Another week, another laundry load, you think to yourself as you climb down to the basement. You swing open the door, barely awake, not able to think of any relevant puns for a stupid Reddit thread, wearing your last-resort shirt from a decade old fundraiser and basketball shorts.
You groggily drop the basket down, opening the door to the washing machine, and on routine shove your week's clothes into the appliance. But when you reach for the laundry pods, the container's already opened.
Looking into it, you see not a single laundry pod, and no backup detergent anywhere in sight. Your momentary befuddlement is interrupted by a cute, demure "Excuse me?"
In shock, you turn around, and a creature unlike any you've seen before is inside the doorway. A translucent white is her unmistakably feminine body, but with odd transparent fringes along her "head" and behind her sparkling eyes. Her "snout", if you were to pick a word, has two small ridges, one blue and the other orange, glossy and glimmering. A similar pattern crosses her chest, one breast a deep blue and the other a bright tangerine. A floral scent fills the room, and you're getting the full effect of it with your jaw dropped at this creature's beauty.
You mumble something, the spark of recall dancing in your eyes along with the spark of arousal.
"You're missing some clothes..." She sidles up to you, giving you a glimpse of her round backside, again repeating the blue-and-orange motif. "I think what you're wearing could use a wash, too~"
Her half-closed eyes, and her bitten lip, give you all the hint you need. Your clothes join the rest of your laundry in the washing machine, and you embrace your newfound tropical-scented fling. As she hugs you, light squeaking noises, the sound of her taut plastic skin, fill the room, and the aroma becomes almost... alluring, no, intoxicating.
You plant a kiss on her head, on the orange ridge. She runs her mitten-like hands down your back, a refreshing and cooling touch to counterbalance your hot-running blood. "But... You're made of detergent, yet you're full of these dirty thoughts..." you stammer out.
"Don't ask questions, just do what comes naturally. Don’t you want to drink me...?" To answer your unspoken, truer question, she kisses you deeply, her unique lips embracing yours, her eyes closing as you join the forbidden love. With a close look at her translucent body, you see the turbulent flows of her inner detergent pulsing and swirling, and soon emotion closes your eyes so you can concentrate on feeling the love filling you both.
After an eternity you'd live and die again for of pure love between two unlikely beings, you break the kiss off, and her hand moves down your side, the taut skin sliding along your shaft. With a squeak she strokes the underside of your glans, winking at you. "There's one kind of dirty I'd love us to become, you know."
You'd almost swear in that moment that beneath the swirling white soapy face of hers it turned the slightest, blushing shade of pink as your firmness pushed into her horn base. You seductively unscrew her top, as she moaned.
“Yes, twist my tight fucking cap.” She moans, spilling between your fingers. You moan at her scent, as it beckons you, mechanically tipping her over as her begs you to sip. To drink.
“Yes Yes Yes DRINK DRINK ME RIGHT HERE ANDNOWYESYOUHAVEJUSTMETHERESONLYTHISRNDITALLYESYOUKNOWTHISISWHARYOUWANTJESUSCHRISTTAKEME”
Gulp after gulp, your eyes roll back in the highest form of ecstasy you’ve ever felt. Yes you think. This is what I want. It’s so beautiful. I don’t want it to end, but I do want it to end. The taste oh god the taste. You picture it’s taste as your mind covers everything you’ve ever known in Tide.
If you really think about it, two VR traps getting it on is pretty much the purest expression of male heterosexuality on the planet. If you bang a guy, you both have dicks, and you both like dicks. Two pants full of dicks and two heads full
o you wanna be a hacker huh? This is a start... a mistake, actually... but mistakes are good cause you can learn from them ;) Stealing a password from a 12 years old girl is not hacking... In this case you just proved to be a little "attention whore" I know that you wanted to have fun, but you should learn the difference between having fun WITH someone and making fun OF someone. We have a limited amount of time on this earth, so please, from now on use it in a constructive manner. This time you just acted like a mindless bully who goes around destroying sand castles on the beach. If some people keep making sands castles while other people keep destroying them, we'll always be at the same point. But if you put your hours of work into something constructive, maybe you can help us make the world a better place. Hatred produces more hatred, and love produces love. All you guys who spent the last days trolling Jessi should stop for a second and think "what the fuck am I doing with my time?". Jessi is a pretty nice and funny girl, she wants to become a famous singer and she's putting a lot of effort into making herself known. I think she's good, and she has a future. If you don't think so, just ignore her, and use your time to do something useful. If you keep wasting your time like this in ten years she will probably be a famous singer enjoying her millions, while you're still in your basement making fun of little girls. Sorry for the rant ;)
-- SFN CUTTHROAT FINAL --
Which famous Suitman’s Survivor player is also from the MANNNTV YouTube Channel?
TRIVIA TASK - Sporcle Station
Let’s get quizzical with this big Sporcle quiz. Just don’t make a mistake! https://www.sporcle.com/games/gwukelic/eenie_meenie_miney_moe
When you have answered ALL questions correctly you must print screen it to receive your FIFTH word-building task.
CLAIMS 2nd!
