So… apparently, it’s my birthday today. I say “apparently” because that’s what my family tells me to be true. I don’t really know because I wasn’t there to see. Okay, I was, but I don’t remember being born at all. Could this be a case of post-birth amnesia?
Yes, that was a terrible, terrible attempt at being funny but hey… I’m sticking with it. In good honesty, I don’t really pay much attention to the date. I’m more inclined to notice other people’s birthdays than my own. Still, one can use the opportunity to write something involving such an occasion and that’s exactly what I’m doing.
Here’s something dirty. Whether it’s tasty or not, I’ll leave it up to you. Enjoy.
“I don’t remember asking for this!” Brian protested.
“You said you wanted a lemon cake…” Amber teased.
“I never said anything about becoming one.”
“Hold still, you’re ruining the decoration,” she commanded.
Unable to resist her mesmerizing suggestion, he felt the cold whipped cream spiraling across his manhood.
The mind-controller always gets the first bite.
Today’s bit of silliness concerns the world of videogames. I’m a bit of a gamer although my time for software escapades is very reduced, nowadays. Still, it’s always fun to twist virtual worlds into even more twisted things, but I do it mostly for the laughs. Some of my photo-stories also use videogame characters and themes as reference every now and then. I’ve worked with things like The Legend of Zelda series (personal favorite, by the way), Metroid, Dark Souls, and a couple of others I can’t remember at the moment, but now we’re going on a little trip to the Mushroom Kingdom. You can thank Nintendo, Charles Martinet, and my crazy imagination for it all. Not trying to ruin anyone’s childhood here, simply having some fun, so I hope you do too.
A New Game Begins
“It’s-a-Me, Mario! Princess, where is my cake?”
“There you go…” Princess Peach said, grinning.
“Mamma Mia! This-a-cake sure tastes funny…”
“I didn’t hear Luigi, Bowser or any of the Toads complaining… time to play a new game.”
“Okey dokey…” he mumbled, droopy head falling on the table.
The game was called Super Mario Femdom World.