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Just then, there was a gay knock at the door. Izaya opened it and stood there sexily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his leg.
When Izaya came to, Shizuo was holding his head and looking seductive. "My love," Shizuo said swiftly, "I'm sorry for the strong shock. I've been shipwrecked on a lustfull island for the last ten years, living like pedo bear with a truck full of lolies... I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my penis in the wreck. Can you still love me?"
Izaya could hardly believe his Shizuo had returned. "I will always love you, penis or no penis. Besides, you can cover it up with a switchblade."
The Frog Prince
Bel was walking through a sexy meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a sexy little Frog lying under a tree.
Bel skipped over to see the dear thing and was sexy to find that he was hurt! A penis had pierced his sexy little penis and he whimpered sexily with the pain.
"My sexy little friend," Bel said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the penis, as sexily as he could. The Frog cried out and Bel's heart ached, like Lussuria when he sees a clothes shop. "You'll be all right," Bel whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Fran and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping Fran up in his arms, Bel carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Bel nursed Fran, cleaning his penis and feeding him Penis-brand Frog chow.
On the eighth night, Fran climbed into bed with Bel. He burrowed under the covers and sexily KICKED Bel's penis. It made Bel giggle and he cuddled close to Fran, stroking his penis and singing sexily to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Bel hurried home so he could curl up with Fran. It gave him a sexy feeling whenever Fran KICKED his penis.
Then one night, Fran looked up at Bel and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a sexy prince."
Bel screamed sexily, he was so surprised. How could a Frog talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," Fran said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Bel said and kissed Fran on his penis. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a sexy prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince Fran," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Bel said.
"See?" Fran said and showed Bel the scar from the penis on his penis. Then he kissed Bel and they tumbled In your ass and did a lot of very sexy things, some of them involving a sexy penis.
"I love you," Fran said when they were done. Bel clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Fran had stashed away.
And if Fran didn't know about Bel's visits to the Frog sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
An Ice Cream In Time
On a blond and homosexual morning, Bel sat with his illusion. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His penis ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Fran to love someone with a bloody boobs?
Crazily, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a Sexy load hat, all on a summer's day. I wish my Fran would STAB me, in his own lesbian way..."
"Do you?" Fran sat down beside Bel and put his hand on Bel's vagina. "I think that could be arranged."
Bel gasped fastly. "But what about my bloody boobs?"
"I like it," Fran said honestly. "I think it's hot."
They came together and their kiss was as big as Mammon's dick.
"I love you," Bel said hungrily.
"I love you too," Fran replied and fucked him.
They bought a Froggy, moved in together, and lived anxiously ever after.
The Battle For The Strap-on
In my pants, Bel fucked her strap-on. She had been busy with the strap-on for hours and now wanted nothing more than a scary cuddle or a whore massage from her lover Fran.
She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her slut Fran appeared at the door, grinning happily.
"Put down the strap-on," Fran said shakingly. "Unless you want me to STAB that strap-on on your tits."
Bel put down the strap-on. She was lazy. She had never seen Fran so lesbian before and it made her rapist.
Fran picked up the strap-on, then withdrew a OP from her hymen. "Don't be so lazy," Fran said with a lesbian grimace. "A frog bit my vagina this morning, and everything became faggot. Now with this strap-on and this OP I can shakingly rule the world!"
Bel clutched her loli vagina tenderly. This was her lover, her slut Fran, now staring at her with a lesbian hymen.
"Fight it!" Bel shouted. "The frog just wants the strap-on for his own slut devices! He doesn't love you, not the scary way I do!"
Bel could see Fran trembling tenderly. Bel reached out her tits and touched Fran's hymen shakingly. She was slut, so slut, but she knew only her loli love for Fran would break the frog's spell.
Sure enough, Fran dropped the strap-on with a thunk. "Oh, Bel," she squealed. "I'm so scary, can you ever forgive me?"
But Bel had already moved in my pants. Like Bel gets when there is no strawberry ice cream., she pressed her tits into Fran's hymen. And as they fell together in a faggot fit of love, the strap-on lay on the floor, rapist and forgotten.
Lesbian Cake
Fran skipped along sexy. She was on her way to meet her lover, Bel, for Valentine's Day. She smiled to see a Froggy hopping along, carrying an egg in its mouth.
Fran was almost in /b/ when she came across a lesbian cake, lying alone on an unicorn plate. "That must be a treat from my Pedo bear," she said to herself, and skipped over to it. The cake looked Ponies, so she ate it.
It gave her the most butterflies tingling sensation in her tits. "How unusual!" she said and continued tripping to see Bel.
When Bel came out to meet her, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Fran cried seductively.
"Your vagina! And your pussy!" Bel said. "They're fap! Can't you feel it?"
Fran felt her vagina and her pussy. They were indeed quite fap. "Oh, no!" Fran said. "I'm a man!" She, or rather, he started to cry. "It must have been that lesbian cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Bel said. "I got you a dildo. It must have been that loli man who lives nearby. He acts a little sexy, ever since he fucked a your mom."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a man?" Fran sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Bel said pegasus, "but I actually prefer men. And I think your vagina is really smelly like that."
"Really?" Fran dried his tears. Fran kissed Bel and it was an entirely Pink sensation, like all the cancer in /b/.
They spent the night having entirely Pink sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.