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Adrik Wolf Fondly Retells Steamy Penn State Rape Fantasy
14 years ago
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Glad You Could Stop By! Please, Come on in and Soak Up The Greatness!
Pulitzer prize winning author and self proclaimed half-Jew Adrik Wolf recently sat down with the cast of 'The Today Show' on NBC and recounted his sweet, tender Penn State shower molestation that happened completely in the depths of his overactive imagination.
Now, some transcripts of that erotic fantasy:
(PS...don't be afraid to lube yourself up. In fact, Adrik encourages it.)
Let's begin:
"It was about eight years ago," Adrik told a receptive Matt Lauer on Friday. "I was a young, bright-eyed and eager young Adrik Wolf, happy to be attending Penn State and already well-versed in the matters of the heart. I remember being in my sculpting class, posing nude for my fellow classmates to cast my impressive image in clay when the door opened.
"Mr. Wolf?" asked an errand girl from the administrative office.
"Yes?" I replied, turning to give the supple freshman a view of my eighteen-year-old goodie bag.
"Mr. Sandusky would like to see you down in the..."
"Men's locker room?" I finished for her, my eyes alight.
"Yeah.." she said uneasily.
"I'm on it." I replied. "Xavier, my robe!" The spry young Brazilian exchange student quickly made with my blue robe and I stepped down from the platform. "You must finish all my ridges and curves by memory, my fellow classmates!" I announced loudly. "For I am off to the showers! Where I will receive the full college experience!"
"And with that, I made the long, thoughtful walk to Beaver Stadium. When I got to the Coach's office, Mr. Sandusky was already waiting for me. A spread of cheeses and crackers were on the desk. There was a bottle of Merlot in an ice bucket and pictures of various Little League baseball players on the walls. Jerry Sandusky was there, smelling of polished leather and reading the most recent edition of 'Boy's Life'.
"I'm here, Mr. Sandusky," I announced, loosening the strap of my robe. "I heard you yearned for my presence."
"I'm glad you came so soon." Sandusky replied. "Let's just hope that doesn't happen in the shower."
"I've waited all my teenage years for this," I replied coyly. "The thought of being violated by a football coach three times my age just has a certain allure to it."
"You been modelling again?' Sandusky asked, gesturing at my robe.
"I have. It's such hard work. I'm so tired and dirty..."
"Maybe we'd better hit the showers then." Sandusky stood up and walked seductively towards the shower room.
"Let me grab a couple of these crackers first," I replied. "Is this real provolone? Boy that tastes delicious!"
"So, after some crackers, I walked down to the showers. The water was already running and Sandusky had already made sure to add lots of Mr. Bubble. The scene was all set. This was it. No turning back now. I was about to be taken by the great assistant coach to Joe Paterno!
"Grab some tile, boy!" Sandusky barked at me. I turned around and felt my robe being lowered off my shoulders! Such tender, teasing touches Sandusky gave me! I've waited so long to feel the touch of a gentle football coach! My eyes closes and I leaned my headagainst the tile wall, the hot steamy water spraying my body. His breath was heavy, hot. He explored my body with those hands. Those hands that were so experienced. I let out a whimper as I felt his fingers in..."
"Okay, Adrik! That's quite enough!" It was Matt Lauer, obviously unable to handle the sexy scene I was laying out for him. Everyone in the studio was affected, all eyes on the half-Jew sitting on the couch wearing a 'Lucky Penn State Towel Boy' T-shirt.
"We can't tell these kind of tales on national television. I'm, afriad this interview is over!"
Wioth that, Matt Lauer stormed off and I was left there on the couch, unsure of what to do. Luckily, Kathie Lee was only a few feet away and looking pretty good.
"Hey Kathie," I called over. "You look horrible. You know what would make you bangable? A nice hot shower."
So I took Kathie Lee in the showers of NBC Studios and gave her a good once-over, all the time remembering my tender, passionate shower rape with a man that all of the world now hates.
Why does everyone who rapes me end up going on to bigger better things? Oh well, the good news is I think I'll be having a kid to Kathie Lee next year.
Oh, and for some reason I'm not allowed back at NBC...how odd.
BETTER CALL TWILIGHT SPARKLE...CAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO GET MAGICAL!
~Adrik
Now, some transcripts of that erotic fantasy:
(PS...don't be afraid to lube yourself up. In fact, Adrik encourages it.)
Let's begin:
"It was about eight years ago," Adrik told a receptive Matt Lauer on Friday. "I was a young, bright-eyed and eager young Adrik Wolf, happy to be attending Penn State and already well-versed in the matters of the heart. I remember being in my sculpting class, posing nude for my fellow classmates to cast my impressive image in clay when the door opened.
"Mr. Wolf?" asked an errand girl from the administrative office.
"Yes?" I replied, turning to give the supple freshman a view of my eighteen-year-old goodie bag.
"Mr. Sandusky would like to see you down in the..."
"Men's locker room?" I finished for her, my eyes alight.
"Yeah.." she said uneasily.
"I'm on it." I replied. "Xavier, my robe!" The spry young Brazilian exchange student quickly made with my blue robe and I stepped down from the platform. "You must finish all my ridges and curves by memory, my fellow classmates!" I announced loudly. "For I am off to the showers! Where I will receive the full college experience!"
"And with that, I made the long, thoughtful walk to Beaver Stadium. When I got to the Coach's office, Mr. Sandusky was already waiting for me. A spread of cheeses and crackers were on the desk. There was a bottle of Merlot in an ice bucket and pictures of various Little League baseball players on the walls. Jerry Sandusky was there, smelling of polished leather and reading the most recent edition of 'Boy's Life'.
"I'm here, Mr. Sandusky," I announced, loosening the strap of my robe. "I heard you yearned for my presence."
"I'm glad you came so soon." Sandusky replied. "Let's just hope that doesn't happen in the shower."
"I've waited all my teenage years for this," I replied coyly. "The thought of being violated by a football coach three times my age just has a certain allure to it."
"You been modelling again?' Sandusky asked, gesturing at my robe.
"I have. It's such hard work. I'm so tired and dirty..."
"Maybe we'd better hit the showers then." Sandusky stood up and walked seductively towards the shower room.
"Let me grab a couple of these crackers first," I replied. "Is this real provolone? Boy that tastes delicious!"
"So, after some crackers, I walked down to the showers. The water was already running and Sandusky had already made sure to add lots of Mr. Bubble. The scene was all set. This was it. No turning back now. I was about to be taken by the great assistant coach to Joe Paterno!
"Grab some tile, boy!" Sandusky barked at me. I turned around and felt my robe being lowered off my shoulders! Such tender, teasing touches Sandusky gave me! I've waited so long to feel the touch of a gentle football coach! My eyes closes and I leaned my headagainst the tile wall, the hot steamy water spraying my body. His breath was heavy, hot. He explored my body with those hands. Those hands that were so experienced. I let out a whimper as I felt his fingers in..."
"Okay, Adrik! That's quite enough!" It was Matt Lauer, obviously unable to handle the sexy scene I was laying out for him. Everyone in the studio was affected, all eyes on the half-Jew sitting on the couch wearing a 'Lucky Penn State Towel Boy' T-shirt.
"We can't tell these kind of tales on national television. I'm, afriad this interview is over!"
Wioth that, Matt Lauer stormed off and I was left there on the couch, unsure of what to do. Luckily, Kathie Lee was only a few feet away and looking pretty good.
"Hey Kathie," I called over. "You look horrible. You know what would make you bangable? A nice hot shower."
So I took Kathie Lee in the showers of NBC Studios and gave her a good once-over, all the time remembering my tender, passionate shower rape with a man that all of the world now hates.
Why does everyone who rapes me end up going on to bigger better things? Oh well, the good news is I think I'll be having a kid to Kathie Lee next year.
Oh, and for some reason I'm not allowed back at NBC...how odd.
BETTER CALL TWILIGHT SPARKLE...CAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO GET MAGICAL!
~Adrik
own bum.
It's also now seared onto the inside of my skull. Lemme stick this
sandblaster tool up my nose, gives it a good half-hour...
Nope, no good. I can just picture it. Kathie Lee to obstetrician:
What the f**k do you mean, the ultrasound says six puppies?
But hey, whaddya gonna do? Full moon was a day back. The selenic
radiation has clearly Cuisnarted certain neurotransmitters within
that lupine brain of yours. Occupational hazard of being a wolf, I fear.
Throw out the drugs, staple a tin foil hat to your fluffy ears, and pray. Only
hope.
Well, the drugs that make the purple spiders come out of the walls,
you can hang on to them. Those are fun.
Keep up the good work. :- )
FB.
PS: The Ponygeist work is golden, pure buttery yellow. Saved.