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"I'm putting you on my to-do list."
"Which number 'em I on that list?," she asked unsure if she needed to start running.
- But the amount of times is to be determined.
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🫂(@demonofvoidandnightmares) (more of a flop and land not knowing where she is but still a hug)
*blinks as he's flopped on, hugs her back* ...You ok?
Remember she's my EX. I'm not done. See, Zelda could be kind of a thrillseeker. Her stunts got increasingly dangerous! I got really worried for her, I can heal, she can't. I tried to get her to calm down, she said I was worrying about nothing. It soon fell apart and I ended it.
"Oof! Yeah that would do it! I get it, go big it's showbiz but...limits..." she sighed "guess she thought you were coddling her or didn't want her to be a star or something like that..."
Yeah. I just hope he knows I'll always be a friend.
"She better or I'm putting miasma in her wine" she chuckled
Yeah, I'd rather you not give her a freak-out. Thanks for caring though,buddy.
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🫂(@demonofvoidandnightmares) (more of a flop and land not knowing where she is but still a hug)
*blinks as he's flopped on, hugs her back* ...You ok?
Remember she's my EX. I'm not done. See, Zelda could be kind of a thrillseeker. Her stunts got increasingly dangerous! I got really worried for her, I can heal, she can't. I tried to get her to calm down, she said I was worrying about nothing. It soon fell apart and I ended it.
"Oof! Yeah that would do it! I get it, go big it's showbiz but...limits..." she sighed "guess she thought you were coddling her or didn't want her to be a star or something like that..."
Yeah. I just hope he knows I'll always be a friend.
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A news report plays: Gotham's own Creeper is returning home after an abroad adventure with The Captain. The Yellow-Skinned Wacky Man and The Big Red Cheese recently foiled a plot by Carl Sands, the Shadow Theif who had The World Fiduciary Council held hostage on a train. Whether these two will team up again remains to be seen.
Belldonna was relaxing in her home when she heard the radio. She had been wondering where Creeper had gotten too recently and hearing about his adventure made her want to see him again. Since their little wrestling adventure, she wanted to maybe see if he wanted a date to become friends. Maybe even unmask. Besides, he did want to shine her suit.
She suited up and drove on her Widow cycle to a spot he liked to meet. A wall with his face on. She awaited for him on the roof. She felt cold as the wind blew but knew if Creeper was out there, he could not refuse a shiny woman in a latex suit. Least of all her.
"Come on, Creeper. It's rude to keep a woman waiting." She said aloud. "Time to stop playing around."
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"Just give him a minute. He'll go into shock."
Not happenin' Toots! I'm cool as a cucumber! *grins and crosses his arms*
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A news report plays: Gotham's own Creeper is returning home after an abroad adventure with The Captain. The Yellow-Skinned Wacky Man and The Big Red Cheese recently foiled a plot by Carl Sands, the Shadow Theif who had The World Fiduciary Council held hostage on a train. Whether these two will team up again remains to be seen.
Belldonna was relaxing in her home when she heard the radio. She had been wondering where Creeper had gotten too recently and hearing about his adventure made her want to see him again. Since their little wrestling adventure, she wanted to maybe see if he wanted a date to become friends. Maybe even unmask. Besides, he did want to shine her suit.
She suited up and drove on her Widow cycle to a spot he liked to meet. A wall with his face on. She awaited for him on the roof. She felt cold as the wind blew but knew if Creeper was out there, he could not refuse a shiny woman in a latex suit. Least of all her.
"Come on, Creeper. It's rude to keep a woman waiting." She said aloud. "Time to stop playing around."
Creeper looked at the cloth and frowned. "I was thinking I was gonna be more hands-on, but it makes sense with the chemicals." He watches her juicy lips on the cola, grinning. "Oh, hey, I learned how to treat a lovely lady. Not that I haven't thought about spanking you."
Widow put the can down and smiled. "Then don't use the rag. As for the spank.... Only if you be a good boy. Shall I keep my bra and underwear on underneath? Or are you wanting this to end with us covered in oil and me to loose the suit? Mask might say on. Depends how good you treat a lady."
He gulped, and watched her move. "Oh I'll def behave for ya, babe! Well, we can go in layers.. start with the suit and see where we go from there. Feel free to wear the mash and shine me up if you want!" Creeper figured he might need to lose the cup or an unfortunate impact might happen.
Widow smiled. "Let me go make sure everything is set then. Be right back." She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "You are in the spider's web now. You are not leaving." She teased and walked off, her latex covered ass swaying as she walked away behind a corner.
Creeper grinned and rubbed his hands together, watching her sway. "Why the Hell would I wanna leave?!"
As she was behind the corner, Widow threw a red bra with spider web patterns out so Creeper would see. Along with a matching set of panties. She came back as she zipped back up her suit, briefly giving him a show of her cleavage.
"Alright. Ready, Creeper? When we are done, we can shower and go upstairs. Guess you get to see me without my mask after all." She smiled.
"So. You ready to shine up your Black Widow? Or are you gonna keep stalling?"
As she left Creeper quickly took his cup off and tossed it aside. He put the solution on his gloves, grinning as he saw her. "Sounds good, Miss Widow. My Widow? My are you giving!" He walked to her and kneeled down, starting with her boots.
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A news report plays: Gotham's own Creeper is returning home after an abroad adventure with The Captain. The Yellow-Skinned Wacky Man and The Big Red Cheese recently foiled a plot by Carl Sands, the Shadow Theif who had The World Fiduciary Council held hostage on a train. Whether these two will team up again remains to be seen.
Belldonna was relaxing in her home when she heard the radio. She had been wondering where Creeper had gotten too recently and hearing about his adventure made her want to see him again. Since their little wrestling adventure, she wanted to maybe see if he wanted a date to become friends. Maybe even unmask. Besides, he did want to shine her suit.
She suited up and drove on her Widow cycle to a spot he liked to meet. A wall with his face on. She awaited for him on the roof. She felt cold as the wind blew but knew if Creeper was out there, he could not refuse a shiny woman in a latex suit. Least of all her.
"Come on, Creeper. It's rude to keep a woman waiting." She said aloud. "Time to stop playing around."
Creeper looked at the cloth and frowned. "I was thinking I was gonna be more hands-on, but it makes sense with the chemicals." He watches her juicy lips on the cola, grinning. "Oh, hey, I learned how to treat a lovely lady. Not that I haven't thought about spanking you."
Widow put the can down and smiled. "Then don't use the rag. As for the spank.... Only if you be a good boy. Shall I keep my bra and underwear on underneath? Or are you wanting this to end with us covered in oil and me to loose the suit? Mask might say on. Depends how good you treat a lady."
He gulped, and watched her move. "Oh I'll def behave for ya, babe! Well, we can go in layers.. start with the suit and see where we go from there. Feel free to wear the mash and shine me up if you want!" Creeper figured he might need to lose the cup or an unfortunate impact might happen.
Widow smiled. "Let me go make sure everything is set then. Be right back." She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "You are in the spider's web now. You are not leaving." She teased and walked off, her latex covered ass swaying as she walked away behind a corner.
Creeper grinned and rubbed his hands together, watching her sway. "Why the Hell would I wanna leave?!"
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A news report plays: Gotham's own Creeper is returning home after an abroad adventure with The Captain. The Yellow-Skinned Wacky Man and The Big Red Cheese recently foiled a plot by Carl Sands, the Shadow Theif who had The World Fiduciary Council held hostage on a train. Whether these two will team up again remains to be seen.
Belldonna was relaxing in her home when she heard the radio. She had been wondering where Creeper had gotten too recently and hearing about his adventure made her want to see him again. Since their little wrestling adventure, she wanted to maybe see if he wanted a date to become friends. Maybe even unmask. Besides, he did want to shine her suit.
She suited up and drove on her Widow cycle to a spot he liked to meet. A wall with his face on. She awaited for him on the roof. She felt cold as the wind blew but knew if Creeper was out there, he could not refuse a shiny woman in a latex suit. Least of all her.
"Come on, Creeper. It's rude to keep a woman waiting." She said aloud. "Time to stop playing around."
Creeper looked at the cloth and frowned. "I was thinking I was gonna be more hands-on, but it makes sense with the chemicals." He watches her juicy lips on the cola, grinning. "Oh, hey, I learned how to treat a lovely lady. Not that I haven't thought about spanking you."
Widow put the can down and smiled. "Then don't use the rag. As for the spank.... Only if you be a good boy. Shall I keep my bra and underwear on underneath? Or are you wanting this to end with us covered in oil and me to loose the suit? Mask might say on. Depends how good you treat a lady."
He gulped, and watched her move. "Oh I'll def behave for ya, babe! Well, we can go in layers.. start with the suit and see where we go from there. Feel free to wear the mash and shine me up if you want!" Creeper figured he might need to lose the cup or an unfortunate impact might happen.
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A news report plays: Gotham's own Creeper is returning home after an abroad adventure with The Captain. The Yellow-Skinned Wacky Man and The Big Red Cheese recently foiled a plot by Carl Sands, the Shadow Theif who had The World Fiduciary Council held hostage on a train. Whether these two will team up again remains to be seen.
Belldonna was relaxing in her home when she heard the radio. She had been wondering where Creeper had gotten too recently and hearing about his adventure made her want to see him again. Since their little wrestling adventure, she wanted to maybe see if he wanted a date to become friends. Maybe even unmask. Besides, he did want to shine her suit.
She suited up and drove on her Widow cycle to a spot he liked to meet. A wall with his face on. She awaited for him on the roof. She felt cold as the wind blew but knew if Creeper was out there, he could not refuse a shiny woman in a latex suit. Least of all her.
"Come on, Creeper. It's rude to keep a woman waiting." She said aloud. "Time to stop playing around."
Creeper looked at the cloth and frowned. "I was thinking I was gonna be more hands-on, but it makes sense with the chemicals." He watches her juicy lips on the cola, grinning. "Oh, hey, I learned how to treat a lovely lady. Not that I haven't thought about spanking you."
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Send me “Magic Modifications” and a change to my muse’s body or state for my muse to undergo said changes
Examples being making them excrete pheromones, growing a tail, increasing or decreasing their weight, breast size, ass size, dick length, dick girth, height, making them lactate and so on; anything you can think of to change about them
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*wearing X-ray glasses,grins* Howdy!! *wags his brows*
She laughed. "Hang on there big fella. Need to change out of my jammies first," She remarked. As much as she'd love to just get into that breakfast place without a care in the world, she at least wanted to freshen up first.
Oh, sorry. *turns away, covering his eyes* I just figured you really wanted to go now. You brought it up.
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*hands him a chewed-up Captain America figure* ...Here's something you can recycle into something nice. Doreen let Tippy-Toe gnaw on it.
"You know ordinarily I'd ask more questions, but I do remember Doreen and Tippy came and visited this universe many years ago...now that I think about it, you and I may be thinking about different variants of the same people." "Thanks for the donation, BTW."
Eh, The different Doreens could be my cousins too. No prob..Good thing they didn't get my Brute Force figures.
"Yeah, good to know," he nodded. "Oh you got those did ya? Well shoot, now I need to plan something different for Christmas this year."
He looked to camera. "Don't tell but I figured it out already for everyone on my list."
*smirks* Uh yeah, buddy.Guess who I got 'em from. I got them after I gave him some Zoo Crew Figures.
"Wait...hang on did I forget something again?" he asked. "That's the problem with getting old; you start to forget things and worry that your double gifting something for someone."
Eh, Dude I forgot I had an ex for like a few years. Life happens. I'll help ya when I can. *pats his arm*
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"Hang on... Aren't you that guy from the news? Yellow skinned wacky man? Why are you backstage at my show? Show is over."
Zelda had showered and was relaxing in bed with another glass of whiskey when she saw someone call her.
"Creepy calling a woman in the middle of the night." She smiled. "Hope this you, Creeper. Get home okay?"
Yeahh.. It's me. And I got home okay. *watching classic cartoons with the volume down, wearing a beer hat with sodas in the can holders* Thanks for the number, by the way.
"Oh it's alright! You seems like a good guy and not some.... yeah. I felt you needed someone to talk too so if you need to talk, call me. If I don't answer, I'll call right back. You gonna be okay tonight?" She asked, worried about him.
*grins as he heard her* That's great! I'll keep that in mind. Yeah, I'm good. I got a bunch of cartoons on a playlist set up. You got anything going on tonight?
"Nah! Jut relaxing before bed and then I got to do some prep for my next show. Just me and my whiskey. Maybe watch a movie.... What cartoons are you watching?" She asks as she sipped her drink.
"Oh lessee I got some Popeye right now. My old standby. I'll probably put on some Tex Avery stuff. Great director." He sipped his Soder, listening.
"A classic man, I see. More of a Looney Tunes gal myself. Oooo Rocky III is on. Gonna watch that. You gonnabe okay, Creeper?"
"Speaking of classics. Yeah, I'll be alright, Zelda. I'll call ya again soon."
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Sinday Asks are open! Ask my muse all the naughty things you want to know!
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"Hang on... Aren't you that guy from the news? Yellow skinned wacky man? Why are you backstage at my show? Show is over."
Zelda had showered and was relaxing in bed with another glass of whiskey when she saw someone call her.
"Creepy calling a woman in the middle of the night." She smiled. "Hope this you, Creeper. Get home okay?"
Yeahh.. It's me. And I got home okay. *watching classic cartoons with the volume down, wearing a beer hat with sodas in the can holders* Thanks for the number, by the way.
"Oh it's alright! You seems like a good guy and not some.... yeah. I felt you needed someone to talk too so if you need to talk, call me. If I don't answer, I'll call right back. You gonna be okay tonight?" She asked, worried about him.
*grins as he heard her* That's great! I'll keep that in mind. Yeah, I'm good. I got a bunch of cartoons on a playlist set up. You got anything going on tonight?
"Nah! Jut relaxing before bed and then I got to do some prep for my next show. Just me and my whiskey. Maybe watch a movie.... What cartoons are you watching?" She asks as she sipped her drink.
"Oh lessee I got some Popeye right now. My old standby. I'll probably put on some Tex Avery stuff. Great director." He sipped his Soder, listening.
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send 👀 + a dirty thought and/or fantasy your muse has had about mine. let's see how my muse responds.
your muse = sender, my muse = receiver.
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Yeah, hi there. I'm your neighbor two doors down and I accidentally got this weird-shaped package addressed to you by accident.
What the hell is it, if you don't mind me asking?
Jack:...What's it look like?
Kylee holds out the weird 'V' shaped package.
"I know it's none of my business, but I just had to ask on the chance that it's nothing too strange."
Jack: We'll see. *takes it* Thanks..*walks inside*
"Ah well," Kylee thinks, shrugging at his doorstep. "It seems he's just as confused as I am. Maybe he'll tell me the next time I see him. Or not. It could be something really weird for all I know "
Jack: *locks the doors and draws the curtains, opens the package* Well, let's see what this is...