| No... ITCH NOT! Thank you Sean Connery! |
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| "Scuse me." Moulder stepped into the hallway. He sniffed the air and smelled a woman that wasn't wearing any underpants but liked to wear diapers on her period. He glanced at Christine, amused, and nodded. "I understand." He looked at the rest. "I have a few questions, three... if thee answer them thy will goeth away and I'll-eth never speaketh to you-eth again." He lied, eyes glistening in all Moulder glory, looking over Christine costume with wandering eyes and a wandering rock hard penis. His black trench coat hiding his well toned muscles and abs. ---------------------------------- Moulder came in wearing a golden backless halter top, showing his bacne of glory. He looked around and smirked toothily into the swamp moon, and howled with delight. Speckles of drool dribbling down his male chauvnistic pig ways... his drool was heaven sent, and his growing abyss in his pants was getting angrier and angrier as the days went on.... "I think I should be in charge of this class." Moulder said darkly, his Tarzan hair suddenly starting to ripple in the breeze of his farts. He giggled toothily at the wire coming out of buttox that connected to a little horn/spray all in one. When he farted, a loud honk noise erupted, followed by a fart spraying sensation that was directed at whoever it was aimed at. He looked over at Dawn, held the horn thing in her face and farted, smirking maniacally. "NO ITSCH NOT!" He bellowed darkly, sounding an awful lot like Sean Connery, his cloak hiding his well toned muscles and abs rippling with fury from his fart gas of pleasure. He looked over at Dawn's clothes, smiling toothily, coninuously farting and breathing onto her, giving her samples of his fart-force and "Moment of Moulder" all in one. Then he PIVATED in all maggot-breath essentials as he paced the room like he owned the joint, almost as if he wore a sparkling red dress and was Jessica Rabbit himself, he giggled giddily, "I am the best qualified for this class. Speak now or forever hold your peace!" He screamed orgasmically, honking his fart horn and grinning with hot ogre sex passion. ---------------------------------- Moulder walked in checking the area. He saw a skinny pile of crap on rollerblades and smiled aloofly. He pointed at his bulging and bubbling crotch of love repeatedly and snickered. "You all belong here" He said snorting loudly so he could savor the taste of his salty and tangy snot. He then walked around the arena, surveying the crowd, the smells. And the sounds. He saw the scrawny pile of shit on rollerblades and called out to her despite his bubbling and eager crotch of love. "Babay!" He screeched, grabbing his crotch and then sniffing his fingers, licking them delectably. "Would you like a taste?" He said as he unzipped his pantaloons evah so slowly. He then busted out of his cloak that was hiding his well toned and muscly rippling abs of all glory and saintism. "Mama needs a brand new comb!" He yowled, as he got on all fours and started to stalk the room like a panther claiming its territory of honour. Then he pounced at Blaze and clawed her with his clawless stubby crusty and fungusing fingers. "Yeah babay!" ---------------------------------- "I am quite good at the gubooa..." Moulder said constepatedly with a magical glimmer in his earlobe. Moulder's teeth suddenly became alive with the passion for music. "Need to play... THE GUBOOA!" He squelched wetly grabbing the first gubooa he saw which happened to be attached to Linzy. He began ripping off the back of her pants and panties with a razor-like fingernail and blowing bulbously on her butt cheeks as if they were the elixer of life. "Oh don't you just love the sound of a wet gubooa?!" He said thickly with passion between her smelly ass cheeks. ---------------------------------- Linzy snuck into the kitchen with Moulder. "Oy, can I get some service here!" She yelled. Moulder turned to her and smirked when two or three house elves came and asked what she wanted. "Um, yeah like tons of peanut butter balls, and...." She stopped for a moment trying to think of a good alternative to chestnuts roasting o'er an open fire. "CONDOMS! Tons of condoms and lubes please." She said looking at Moulder expectantly. Moulder nodded and took a whiff of the air and smelled a woman by the name of Linzy Blair who wanted to have the dirtiest sex with him in all the universe. He pulled down his pants exposing his hard on of peace and nodded, "I understand." |
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