Changes…

April 3, 2008

To Spit or To Swallow, that is the question.
“Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them.”

William Shakespeare – Hamlet

And so we begin our fair journey into the town of Verona, where the fair ladies are judged upon a whim of a man.
On our fair town there were two main currents of thought, the spitters and the swallowers. This separation was not only one of thought but also physical, as the two “Families” did not get along.
A less fortunate person could say that it was good enough that a woman would allow the product of one’s pleasure to be spilled within her, but this was an issue greater than that. This was a matter of principle.
Our story revolves around a young couple, a boy and a girl, that for the sake of argument we’ll call them Sir Ferdinand and Lady Marion.

He was a educated young man who knew what he wanted, and she was, lets say, a gifted young woman, but to the dismay of all, she was part of the spitters “family”.
They met at a brazilian style “suruba” and became fond of each other. They started meeting in secrecy because of the relations between the two “families”.
In public they were forced to show hate for each other but in private everything was allowed. Well not everything because of the way they were raised, when she used the tribute that God have give her, her velvet tongue, when the special moment came, she would pull it off and if anything got into her mouth, she would spit it on to the drapes…
A long and hard (especially hard) way they went, defying the family traditions. She was scared to abandon all that she’d ever known, but his calming words performed miracles of such great magnitude as her suction talents: “heed me, my dear, for one day, when your heart is ripe, that gag reflex will be gone for good”. She took comfort in his words, and showed him a couple of tricks that made his mind trip deeper than ever before.

Their relation grew, and so did their lust… And on a full moon night, he said “my love, i think we are ready for joining both our “families” “. She knew what he meant, swallow. And so, after a long time of training, and a couple of drapes after, she was ready to try it. After some tongue work, Sir Ferdinand was ready to arrive in paradise, and so violently he came, as he had never come before. She thought she would drown, as it wouldn’t stop, but then, as a miracle, her throat opened up and allowed everything in. She was in shock, but there was no turning back, she was now a true swallower…

Mohebius, Charoum & Metal Storm

2 Responses to “Changes…”

  1. \m/ Says:

    Sir Francis Bacon should be rolling on his grave by now…

  2. Pillager Says:

    Somehow i missed the point. Probably lost in translation :) Anyway … nice blog to visit.

    cheers, Pillager!


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