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Red Rover, Red Rover, Can Adam Come Over?
   "What a glorious creature," Honor exclaimed, admiring the 
sleek skin, the golden mane, the hefty stretch of muscle, not to 
mention the juicy swing and sway of cock. "What's in him?"
   "Mostly scraps and shavings and stuff all snarled together and 
packed tight," Hoff said. "Do you like him?" The creature stood at 
the compound's apex, arms outstretched, howling. "What's he doing 
now?" Honor asked. "Praying?"
   "For Gates' sake!" Hoff exclaimed.
   "Maybe he's lonely," Honor decided. "Make him a companion."
   Hoff worked hard, mixing and melding and molding. Honor 
approved. "Beautiful! So smooth and creamy, so perfectly curved. 
What's that dent?" Hoff shrugged. Soon the two creatures got 
along, holding, handling, licking. "Oh, no! She's eating him," 
Honor yelped, when the new creature fastened her lips to the burl 
of penis skin. "No, wait." Swiveling, the creatures fitted 
together. The air quivered with their cries. The earth began to 
move. Honor looked at Hoff. "I hope this wasn't a mistake."

Red Rover, Red Rover, Can Adam Come Over?
by Mat Twassel
2003 Bradley Stoke Flash Stroke Festival

Desdmona's Erotica Fiction workshop at

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