[contest entry] Christmas pr0n
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“Hey Chizuko, Tome, the blonde one. That's pretty hot, girls. What's going on, Nijuu Mensou? Wow, you're big. Wait, not so rough, ojisan. No, hold on, wait a second—”
Honeyboy yawned and rolled over in his bed, hugging his pillow tightly.
“Seiiiiiiibaaaa, samuiiii.”
He closed his eyes tightly for a moment, then opened them wide and jumped out of bed.
“It's Christmas!”
Laughing giddily, Honeyboy ran out of his room, ate a huge bowl of Raisin Bran, took a shower, and stood in his bathrobe, hands on his hips.
“What shall I do today I wonder?”
A minute passed, then another, and Honeyboy lowered his head in resignation.
“I guess I'll see what /a/ is doing for Christmas. God, I'm miserable. Wait, is that a Fakku Fap Game thread I see? You can bet I'm rolling! Hoho, I hope it's incest or futa. I'll just type in the number. And it's...a Seiiiiibaaa doujin? ii ja nai...demo...demo...mitai nda yo!”
And thus goes the story therein:
Saber answered the knock at her door.
“Hello, Arturia.”
“Yes? Can I help you?”
“You don't recognize me? I'm your sister.”
She was crestfallen.
“Morgause, I'm sorry. Please come in.”
Morgause walked into Arturia's room, and they sat down at a table.
“So what do you need?”
“Well, I just wanted to visit with you for a little while. I guess we don't get to see each other very often.”
Morgause laughed nervously.
“If that's what it is, this isn't the best time. Perhaps we could meet another time? Thursday's no good, but I'll check my schedule.”
“Arturia, you're always too busy.”
“I'm the king after all. I have a duty to my country.”
“And to me? Your sister?”
“Morgause—”
“You leave me no choice, then.”
Morgause stood up, closed her eyes, and stretched out her arms. Then she began chanting.
Arturia stood up quickly, but started to lose her balance.
“Oh, my head feels so light.”
She stumbled and the room spun and then she blacked out.
Arturia opened her eyes hesitantly. Her head throbbed—and so did something lower. She began to get up, but noticed that her arms were bound.
“Don't struggle. Good morning, sister.”
Arturia looked down her own naked body to see, between her legs, Morgause gripping a long phallus. She ran her tongue along it. Arturia gasped. Morgause smiled up at her.
Morgause crawled up the bed, next to Arturia. She wrapped one arm under her neck and used her other hand to brush away a strand of hair.
“What are you doing?”
“Forgive me for being selfish.”
She kissed Arturia on the cheek and moved toward her mouth, but Arturia turned away.
“What are you—this is wrong, Morgause. I don't know what you intend to do, but you should let me go.”
Morgause wrapped both arms around Arturia and held her tightly.
“I remember when I was a child and you were in our mother's stomach, Arturia. I was so excited. I wanted a little sister more than anything. I wanted to take care of you and teach you and be your best friend. I was so happy when you were born. You were so small and precious. But then you were taken away. I was there the day you pulled Excalibur from the stone. I thought that maybe we could be friends even after all those years apart. We were still sisters, right? But you didn't see me. You had wars to fight and a kingdom to rule. I was proud of you—I am proud of you, yet you won't see me. So I have no choice but to have my own child.”
“But why—?”
“With you.”
“But—but we're both girls.”
Morgause grabbed the phallus between Arturia's legs.
“This is—witchcraft! What have you done to me?”
Arturia screamed and thrashed, and Morgause struggled to restrain her. Morgause climbed on top of her and pinned down Arturia's shoulders with her legs. Then she lowered herself to Arturia's face. Arturia turned away.
“Please....”
Morgause was pleading. Arturia stopped struggling.
“I don't know how to please a woman.”
“Well, just stick out your tongue and....”
Arturia tentively touched Morgause's pussy with the tip of her tongue and licked slowly. Morgause moaned and asked for more. Arturia lapped her up and Morgause cried out. She pressed down on Arturia harder.
“Sister~”
Morgause got off of her and kissed Arturia on the lips.
“I'm going to put it in now.”
She stroked Arturia's phallus and held it to her opening. After a deep breath, she lowered herself. She gasped, and Arturia's eyes were shut tight as it slid in.
“We're connected.”
She started moving.
“Ah, sister, we're going to have a baby girl.”
Morgause went faster. Arturia screamed out.
“Ah, it feels—it feels good.”
Arturia looked up at Morgause.
“Does it? Does it, Arturia?”
“I think it's going to come out.”
Arturia started moving her hips in time with Morgause.
“It's coming, sister.”
“I can feel it inside me.”
...Many years later, Arturia lay wounded next to Mildred, both of them pierced by the other's sword and in their death throes.
“You said you'd be home for Christmas, father.”
“I'm a king; I can't just take off when my country needs me. And didn't you get my card?”
“You know I hate those cards with the music.”
“They're not cheap! And I sent you that gift card too.”
“Is that all I mean to you? Am I nothing more than $50 at Applebee's to you?”
Owari.
A couple tissues later.
“I couldn't shed another tear. I feel...lightheaded for some reason.”
Honeyboy woke up in his chair, wiped the drool from his chin, and noticed something strange. He looked down and counted, one, two.
Best Christmas present ever.
AFTERWARD
I would have made a forward, but I'd be screwed if it counted against the word limit. It's sort of pointless now, but I would have warned of the gratuitous Japanese and waifu content. The name Honeyboy is a reference to an anime that I'm sure most people (who watch anime) have probably seen. This obviously isn't based on an actual doujin, though considering how many there are for FSN, I wouldn't be surprised if one treats the subject. Anyway, I wanted to add some more after the doujin part, which was intended to be minor, but I guess I got a bit carried away. I had to slash it some just to get in what I could.
Honeyboy yawned and rolled over in his bed, hugging his pillow tightly.
“Seiiiiiiibaaaa, samuiiii.”
He closed his eyes tightly for a moment, then opened them wide and jumped out of bed.
“It's Christmas!”
Laughing giddily, Honeyboy ran out of his room, ate a huge bowl of Raisin Bran, took a shower, and stood in his bathrobe, hands on his hips.
“What shall I do today I wonder?”
A minute passed, then another, and Honeyboy lowered his head in resignation.
“I guess I'll see what /a/ is doing for Christmas. God, I'm miserable. Wait, is that a Fakku Fap Game thread I see? You can bet I'm rolling! Hoho, I hope it's incest or futa. I'll just type in the number. And it's...a Seiiiiibaaa doujin? ii ja nai...demo...demo...mitai nda yo!”
And thus goes the story therein:
Saber answered the knock at her door.
“Hello, Arturia.”
“Yes? Can I help you?”
“You don't recognize me? I'm your sister.”
She was crestfallen.
“Morgause, I'm sorry. Please come in.”
Morgause walked into Arturia's room, and they sat down at a table.
“So what do you need?”
“Well, I just wanted to visit with you for a little while. I guess we don't get to see each other very often.”
Morgause laughed nervously.
“If that's what it is, this isn't the best time. Perhaps we could meet another time? Thursday's no good, but I'll check my schedule.”
“Arturia, you're always too busy.”
“I'm the king after all. I have a duty to my country.”
“And to me? Your sister?”
“Morgause—”
“You leave me no choice, then.”
Morgause stood up, closed her eyes, and stretched out her arms. Then she began chanting.
Arturia stood up quickly, but started to lose her balance.
“Oh, my head feels so light.”
She stumbled and the room spun and then she blacked out.
Arturia opened her eyes hesitantly. Her head throbbed—and so did something lower. She began to get up, but noticed that her arms were bound.
“Don't struggle. Good morning, sister.”
Arturia looked down her own naked body to see, between her legs, Morgause gripping a long phallus. She ran her tongue along it. Arturia gasped. Morgause smiled up at her.
Morgause crawled up the bed, next to Arturia. She wrapped one arm under her neck and used her other hand to brush away a strand of hair.
“What are you doing?”
“Forgive me for being selfish.”
She kissed Arturia on the cheek and moved toward her mouth, but Arturia turned away.
“What are you—this is wrong, Morgause. I don't know what you intend to do, but you should let me go.”
Morgause wrapped both arms around Arturia and held her tightly.
“I remember when I was a child and you were in our mother's stomach, Arturia. I was so excited. I wanted a little sister more than anything. I wanted to take care of you and teach you and be your best friend. I was so happy when you were born. You were so small and precious. But then you were taken away. I was there the day you pulled Excalibur from the stone. I thought that maybe we could be friends even after all those years apart. We were still sisters, right? But you didn't see me. You had wars to fight and a kingdom to rule. I was proud of you—I am proud of you, yet you won't see me. So I have no choice but to have my own child.”
“But why—?”
“With you.”
“But—but we're both girls.”
Morgause grabbed the phallus between Arturia's legs.
“This is—witchcraft! What have you done to me?”
Arturia screamed and thrashed, and Morgause struggled to restrain her. Morgause climbed on top of her and pinned down Arturia's shoulders with her legs. Then she lowered herself to Arturia's face. Arturia turned away.
“Please....”
Morgause was pleading. Arturia stopped struggling.
“I don't know how to please a woman.”
“Well, just stick out your tongue and....”
Arturia tentively touched Morgause's pussy with the tip of her tongue and licked slowly. Morgause moaned and asked for more. Arturia lapped her up and Morgause cried out. She pressed down on Arturia harder.
“Sister~”
Morgause got off of her and kissed Arturia on the lips.
“I'm going to put it in now.”
She stroked Arturia's phallus and held it to her opening. After a deep breath, she lowered herself. She gasped, and Arturia's eyes were shut tight as it slid in.
“We're connected.”
She started moving.
“Ah, sister, we're going to have a baby girl.”
Morgause went faster. Arturia screamed out.
“Ah, it feels—it feels good.”
Arturia looked up at Morgause.
“Does it? Does it, Arturia?”
“I think it's going to come out.”
Arturia started moving her hips in time with Morgause.
“It's coming, sister.”
“I can feel it inside me.”
...Many years later, Arturia lay wounded next to Mildred, both of them pierced by the other's sword and in their death throes.
“You said you'd be home for Christmas, father.”
“I'm a king; I can't just take off when my country needs me. And didn't you get my card?”
“You know I hate those cards with the music.”
“They're not cheap! And I sent you that gift card too.”
“Is that all I mean to you? Am I nothing more than $50 at Applebee's to you?”
Owari.
A couple tissues later.
“I couldn't shed another tear. I feel...lightheaded for some reason.”
Honeyboy woke up in his chair, wiped the drool from his chin, and noticed something strange. He looked down and counted, one, two.
Best Christmas present ever.
AFTERWARD
I would have made a forward, but I'd be screwed if it counted against the word limit. It's sort of pointless now, but I would have warned of the gratuitous Japanese and waifu content. The name Honeyboy is a reference to an anime that I'm sure most people (who watch anime) have probably seen. This obviously isn't based on an actual doujin, though considering how many there are for FSN, I wouldn't be surprised if one treats the subject. Anyway, I wanted to add some more after the doujin part, which was intended to be minor, but I guess I got a bit carried away. I had to slash it some just to get in what I could.
