09-25-2006, 01:52 AM
MEANWHILE.
Osiris again felt a burning desire building in his stomach. Pumping faster and harder into the Renamon, the feeling spreed from his toes to his fingertips, filling his entire body with anticipation. With a final thrust, Osiris cummed inside of the Renamon, who being so tight allowed some of Osiris's cum to come spilling out of his hole.
"Oh....god..." Osiris said, removing himself from the Renamon's tail hole. "Unghh..." he grumbled as he stumbled over to the bar and git behind the counter. "HEY SHILVER!" he shouted, still weak, "WANTSH A FRINK?" Despite his wavering state, he picked up a shot glass, a bottle of Grand Marnier, some Kahlua and a cup of Irish Cream, he expertly concocted a perfect B-52. With a wave of his hand, he released a spark onto the top, alighting the Marnier. "CHEERSH!" he shouted again, downing the still flaming liquid in one gulp.
He stood still for a moment, a blank expression on his face. Than, the effect of what he had just ingested hit him like a sledgehammer.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! he shouted all the way out of the room, ramming THROUGH the sliding glass door, flames erupting from his mouth as he yelled. He fumbled with the hose and shot it full blast into his mouth, extinguishing the flames. "GAHHH IT HURTS!!!" he yelled in pain, running over to his discarded armor outside and retrieving a can of something with a nozzle and dial.
He turned the dial to 'full', put the nozzle in his mouth and squeezed the trgger. A jet of white foam shot out of the nozzle into his mouth, elliciting a sigh from Osiris. When his mouth was full, he walked back inside, sat down on the couch and began scribbling a note with the pen and paper left on the coffee table.
Biofoam, an experimental substance that heals any burn, gash or cut in or on your body. Perfectly safe to ingest, it heals painlessly and quickly with little or no side-effects. One of the possible side effects is, however, a massively increased sexual drive.
Satisfied, Osiris slumped on the couch and closed his eyes, waiting for the healing to complete.
Osiris again felt a burning desire building in his stomach. Pumping faster and harder into the Renamon, the feeling spreed from his toes to his fingertips, filling his entire body with anticipation. With a final thrust, Osiris cummed inside of the Renamon, who being so tight allowed some of Osiris's cum to come spilling out of his hole.
"Oh....god..." Osiris said, removing himself from the Renamon's tail hole. "Unghh..." he grumbled as he stumbled over to the bar and git behind the counter. "HEY SHILVER!" he shouted, still weak, "WANTSH A FRINK?" Despite his wavering state, he picked up a shot glass, a bottle of Grand Marnier, some Kahlua and a cup of Irish Cream, he expertly concocted a perfect B-52. With a wave of his hand, he released a spark onto the top, alighting the Marnier. "CHEERSH!" he shouted again, downing the still flaming liquid in one gulp.
He stood still for a moment, a blank expression on his face. Than, the effect of what he had just ingested hit him like a sledgehammer.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! he shouted all the way out of the room, ramming THROUGH the sliding glass door, flames erupting from his mouth as he yelled. He fumbled with the hose and shot it full blast into his mouth, extinguishing the flames. "GAHHH IT HURTS!!!" he yelled in pain, running over to his discarded armor outside and retrieving a can of something with a nozzle and dial.
He turned the dial to 'full', put the nozzle in his mouth and squeezed the trgger. A jet of white foam shot out of the nozzle into his mouth, elliciting a sigh from Osiris. When his mouth was full, he walked back inside, sat down on the couch and began scribbling a note with the pen and paper left on the coffee table.
Biofoam, an experimental substance that heals any burn, gash or cut in or on your body. Perfectly safe to ingest, it heals painlessly and quickly with little or no side-effects. One of the possible side effects is, however, a massively increased sexual drive.
Satisfied, Osiris slumped on the couch and closed his eyes, waiting for the healing to complete.