Martha X Mayberry - Tumblr Posts
WIP
Holy shit, are they together?!? I'm curious what exactly brought them together
Kinda hot though
Most likely, I will post the finished result tomorrow. Have a good day, earthlings!
Martha gets a twisted kind of validation out of Mayberry's violent possessive behavior, she regularly flirts with people just to watch Mayberry beat them senseless then drag her home and angrily rail her brains out, and is just in general enjoying her afterlife being a bratty power bottom,
Mayberry insists to anyone who sees them that Martha is a slave being forced to keep her house clean cook her meals ect, because she's very busy with being a valuable commodity in hell as a teacher with up to date credentials who you can trust around kids, Martha is not her house wife, and she could care less about her, then rips someone's eye out for winking at Martha while screaming not to touch her woman,
Martha gets home from running errands and sees a bigger fancier and more personalized gift basket with her favorite whisky and moon shine various homemade treats and even that fancy jerky from cannibal town she likes, next to the destroyed remains of the one Blitzo left earlier, the card has "I love you honey" scrawld over with "That imp can't have you, you can't leave me! I will kill us both before I lose you! I own you! You are mine!mine!mine!mine! P.S. please floss and brush your teeth before kissing me after eating the jerky."
Martha (hugging the card to her chest): "Aww shucks Slayberry you sure know how to make a lady feel wanted!"
JESUS CHRIST I ALMOST DIDN'T POST TODAY. Literally almost immediately failed Johnnytober. Anyway.
Johnnytober 1°: double penetration.
Martha x Miss.Mayberry x Blackwater(oc)
what went wrong?
Seriously, Blackwater had to wonder. He had a simple mission: get the territory on the border of pride. Straight to the point, all he had to do was convince anyone that lived there and kill who disagreed or was too wild.
There weren't even many people there, just a couple near the imp town and some World War stragglers in a poor made bunker.
Yet here he was.
"Fucccckk~ Go harder~"
"Yeah cmon speed up, donkey~!"
Urgh.
Yes, he was fucking two women at the same time. Rather crude, but there wasn't any better way to put it.
Well, there was. Like he could describe double girthy and lengthy dicks stacked on top of each other, constantly entering and leaving the ladies cunts, even frictioning between them as a bulge appeared at their belly each time in went deep.
Perhaps, he could explain how the both women clashed tongues between them, doing the equivalent of a tango by how much they twisted together, minus of course the saliva dripping from their mouths and sliding to one of their chests, as their breasts clashed together and sometimes rubbed together their hard nipples.
All things he wasn't a fan of. He wasn't homophobic, just not found of this intimate connections, no matter the gender, specifically if their happening only because one of them has the ability to shapeshift.
One million dollars to guess who it was.
"Fucking hell I said faster!" One of the women, Martha by her thick southern tone, exclaimed while kicking his ass. Literally.
"If I do it any faster I will hit your organs." He said in a matter of fact tone. Maybe better description would be sarcasm but he genuinely was surprised by how both were alive to this point. There wasn't even any need, he knew from biology books that the female g-spot was located near the entrance, and certainly didn't need to be poked by a 20 inch pole the size of a light machine gun.
"Does it look like it m-matters~? Mmmh~ just do it~!" Miss.Mayberry said weakly, more like one would dealing with a monstercock (he couldn't believe that though occurred in his head.)
"If I want it you two dead I just shoot you." He warned yet again. Couldn't both wait? It was just a war of attrition at this point.
"All I hear is a little coward~!"
"You think this insults will work? I not doing it."
"Cmon boy~ won't you do it for mommy- AH~!"
"I don't have any masters to control me." He snarled through his teeth as he pushed the top one down, pounding fervently at them. "If I have to prove it throught your ruined guts then so be it."
These imbeciles thinking they could talk him down? Him? He was the one that planned for 30 years the fall of the hierarchy of hell, he was the one so close to proving even destiny wrong, and he wouldn't be outsmarted by a couple of freaks in the middle of nowhere.
The wet slaps reverberated though the house, the two ladies moaning and whimpering like bitches in heat. Stench of sweat stung around with the smell of sex, and the smell of cum when he finally climaxed.
His vision actually went dark for a moment, but it went back to normal... Which was just the corners being black.
It took a few seconds, long seconds, but it all went all. They all breathed heavily and deeply, seeking for air like they ran a marathon.
In the end, Blackwater got out as quick as his trembling legs could, morphing into a more discreet figure to get out, basically having nothing down there since if he had a pussy it would drench his pants the moment he completed formed it. Speaking of which he was fully clothed and on the exit door in seconds.
"W-Wait a second-"
"No. Calm me only if you die, please."
Oh, the sacrifices he made for democracy.
Did someone miss the manhunt gifs~?
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No?
Awh okay :( also wrote this in a cocaine fulled streak at 9 pm. And maybe sparrowrye might be a bit traumatized in seeing Blackwater this way-
