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HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN SPATULA
This is a PoseidonxCarina fanfic.
A story where one gal with petite shoulders and an endless love for kitchen appliances finds her match - the man with beautiful muscular toned juicy hairless...
She was HUGE. The HUGEST yet minuscule at being he had ever witnessed with his own spherical orbs. Those orbs which glistened a betroot red. He had been consuming cocaine. Viagra. Everything he could grasp with those big muscly ankles. AMEN.
POV: you're the cocaine
Hades grasped me. My own powdered form. It was the real me. Finally. His 👄 s pursed in temptation. The will to cluck me into his system. For him to redeem the betroot he had been longing for. Beautiful.
Extraordinary.
I like that.
I liked it.
I like em big
I like em round
I like em plumpy
But most of all
I like em clucky 🐓🍗🐓🍗🐓🍗🍗🐓🐓🐔🐔🐤🐥🍗🐓🐤🐤🐔🍗🍗🐤🐤🐔🍗🐤🐤🍗🐓🐓🐓🍗🍗🐤🐤🐤🐓🍗🐔🐓🍗🍗
He certainly liked it. When he snorted me. Up his nose.
Just as O of H2O once said - "up ur ass"
And so it did.
No like literally.
His rock hard ass.
Damn.
I like that
It was an experience. His nostrils were surprisingly pleasant. But his ass...
Hole.
It was an experience I'd never forget.
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POV: you're the turkey
I am hurt.
I feel abused.
I did not agree to this. After a long day of clucking, you'd expect people to care for me. To cluck back at me. But no. They snort cocaine in front of me.
I watched as The Hades took a deep inhale. Snorting. Up his nostril...
Up his rock hard ass. Oh how I wish I could have that ass.
They'll respect me one day.
That damned crow. Was he sexy.
Damn.
He did have one rock hard ass. More rock like than Hades'
Yes. Twas pure Uluru.
He was suave. Mysterious. Dark. I remember that one time he tried to eat me. Kinda seductive. Kinda sexy. I liked that.
(A/N: lol. this is getting steamy. so steamy.... it could cook the turkey)
Anyways.
Moving on.
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POV: the authors are getting sidetracked because they believe the turkey and crow have sexual chemistry
(A/N now back to the HadesxCarinaxStipperCarinaxPoseidon plot)
Anyways.
He loves Cocaine. This time, it just heightened his senses. And every time he looked at Stripper Carina. He could smell betroot. He could hear the clucking of her heart. He could taste the weed. The seaweed. From under the sea..
Under the sea Darling it's better Down where it's wetter Take it from me Up on the shore they work all day Out in the sun they slave away While we devotin' Full time to floatin'
Under the sea
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(Flashback)
He had been there before. He once met this tall yet short, handsome yet ugly, weak yet sturdy man. His brotha from anotha motha. He remembered his motha...his bogan Australian motha. She was so bogan that every time she went out to the bar. She tooka sip of the the 5L beer jug. And exhaled as he let out a
"far out this frothy is fuckin amazin I could just drown it down with a loaf of fairy bread.Its f**n bangin' mate"
Anyways.
Moving on.
Sebastian the crab looked tasty to Hades for at the moment.
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(A/N: hey guys. Chekky out this book whilst you're here. Even tho ur already here. That was a lot of information. Sheesh. I know there's a lot to take in and your reading levels may not be as advanced as ours so u may be unable to currently decipher the meaning of this text. Well. Too bad. We're not fckn deciphering it for youz. Get lost. Bye bitches. Nice chat.
