\"Writing.Com
*Magnify*
SPONSORED LINKS
Printed from https://shop.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/2192395-The-Cabin-and-the-Computer/cid/2802532-A-coup-detitty
Item Icon
\"Reading Printer Friendly Page Tell A Friend
No ratings.
Rated: GC · Interactive · Adult · #2192395
A tale of wishes gone wrong, lust, and growth.
This choice: Candi grabs Bruce, pins him down, then takes the computer for herself.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

A coup d'etitty

    by: RoyalJelly Author IconMail Icon
"I'm thinking that this is too good to pass up," said the assembled Candis as four of her clones rushed forward. She smiled internally; being able to admire your own jiggling asses while you pinned down your dipshit husband was a surprisingly nice treat.

"Candi, what the fuck?!" asked Bruce as he struggled in vain against the many bodies of his wife. "Take it easy!"

"Oh shut up, Bruce," said Candi as she strode over towards Bruce's pinned form. She stood over him, enjoying the dawning look of concern on his face. He looked so small on his back, and her heels made it so much better. "What were you gonna do with this computer anyway?"

"I dunno," said Bruce, screwing up his face with something resembling intense thought. "Give myself a ten inch dick? Make myself a billionaire? World peace or something, I guess?"

"See, honey?" asked Candice as she bent down to look Bruce straight in the eye. "You're just too boring to have this kind of power. You had such a good start, too." She smiled, "But honestly, ten inches? You think so small."

"Candace, please," said Bruce, his chest rising and falling in what Candi could only assume was fear and arousal, "Just let me go, we can talk this ov--mmf." Bruce's voice faded to nothing as Candi stood up, turned around and fell, ass-first onto her husband's face. The vibrations of his startled screaming ran through Candi's pussy. She squirmed in pleasure, feeling Bruce's face being buffeted by her silicone-enhanced buttocks.

"Naaaah," said Candi as one of her clones strode over to give her the computer. She laid it on her husband's rippling stomach, propping the screen against his terrified boner. "Talking is for people without phenomenal cosmic power." She drummed her fake nails over the keys and smiled. "Now, where to begin, where to begin..."
Members who added to this interactive
story also contributed to these:

<<-- Previous · Outline  Open in new Window. · Recent Additions

© Copyright 2024 RoyalJelly (UN: royaljelly at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
RoyalJelly has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com.
Printed from https://shop.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/2192395-The-Cabin-and-the-Computer/cid/2802532-A-coup-detitty