So hurricane hit.. little damage most places but lots and lots of trees down here. Almost every street with out power. It may be a few more days till we get it back and then next week another one :|

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The demon took her hand in his, holding it tenderly as a lover might, "If you would but step out of your sorrowful shell of a life for a moment", he said quietly and he pressed close to her damp front, feeling it rapidly cool in the morning air, "I would destroy you." he told her, such a cold statement but with a strange warmth behind it, perhaps even affection, "I would start with your heart, tearing it to pieces. Then your mind, breaking you down until there was nothing left but a child; afraid and alone. Then lastly your body, I would bend you, I would push you, I would force you beyond anything you had ever endured. Your very bones would ache, your feet would blister, even your flesh, rent and bleeding. But that would only be the beginning for you. As then I would raise that little child, I would let her heart sprout from the ashes, I would cherish and love the beautiful little girl. Then once she bloomed in cage of my hands for the first time, perfect and new--I would crush the life from her, letting her end knowing one pure moment of joy and freedom, then at last the sweet taste of oblivion."

It's not abandoned, I'm really working on it right now, 8 pages written, and still going :D

hopefully have it done some time this week!

-edit-

the rough draft is finished, weighing in at 21,600 words and 35 pages :D

-edit 2-

rough draft re-done, 24,000 words, 39 pages. >.>

Depending on how soon my friend can edit the last 4 pages, i should have it up tonight or tomorrow :D

-edit 3-

Alright, its done and uploaded.. fully edited, though not entirely happy with the ending still, but thats okay, have part 4 to continue where 3 left off.

So does anyone else on here use them? I just got hooked on the idea :P even fairly easily convertable from/to Secondlife L$

also an edit : http://launch.is/blog/l019-bitcoin-.....t-weve-ev.html

Sticky Stickum On the Stick Stack Who Stalks Stinky Stickers.

Written and rewritten over the years. My dragons have changed alot, altering to change with my ideas.. this is the latest iteration of them.
-edit 7/28/13- rewritten again.

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My dragon species is quite curious.

Sexuality:
A heat every roughly 200 days starting shortly after puberty around age 25. They can reproduce asexually or with another. They however cannot reproduce unless they are in heat. A pre-mature heat can be induced through penetrative stimulation that lasts more than six hours, even to a pre-pubescent Evause.

During a heat (induced or otherwise) if sexual release is achieved through deep penetration (stimulating specific nerves below the egg pouch.) She will fertilize by releasing a flood of hemi-ova in to her egg pouch. Her gametes do not require a second partner, they will self fertilize and grow in to eggs. However if a "male" releases in to her, roughly a third of her gametes will merge with the "male's", another third will be purely hers, and the last third will be purely "his". Giving a mix of children. If she however does not achieve release, the children will be purely "his".

Another rather devious feature about them. The species does not thrust during sex. Any form of penetration in to their cloaca will trigger muscles inside to 'swallow' the intrusion. If it so happens to be a penis, that penis will end up suckled until they pull free or the muscles grow too weak to grip any longer. Evause Dragons do not tend to mate particularly long, five minutes at most, going beyond that limit tends to leave the dragon in cramping pain, with stomach muscles overworked and exhausted. It can be even worse for immature Evause Dragons

With practice an Evause may even learn to modulate, ripple, and even reverse the movement of her muscles, allowing rather interesting bedtime experiences. And with experience they can go for longer and longer periods, though it is not a comfortable form of practice.

As explained, an evause becomes mature around age 35 and is considered an adult at 37. About age 20 they become mature enough to have a heat induced and around 25 or so it begins naturally once or twice a year. However it isn't until around age 50 that they become fully sexual, around that age puberty ends and the "male" genitalia are fully formed, allowing them to deposit hemi-ova in to some one else. The lifespan of an Evause Dragon is limitless, without illness or injury one can live to be thousands of years old. However they continue to grow, albeit at a slow rate endlessly. Some become so large they are incapable of walking upright and take a more quadruped form.

Other notable facts:
Their vascular system is distributed, each segment of vein consists of one way valves and a band of muscle half way between. There are very few major veins but notably there are two in the neck one leading to the primary lungs and a fourth leading down to the digestive and reproductive track. Yet even if one of these are damaged, they will not bleed for long, the one way valves will shut and no more blood will flow until it is fixed. Damaging a major vein may cause other issues due to a lack of blood flow, but not enough to kill.

Though they breathe air like most mammals, with a slightly simpler bronchial system, this is not their primary method of oxygen exchange. Due to the slow distirubted nature of their blood, extremities would be oxygen starved. This is not the case due to the fact that they can also exchange oxygen through their skin. Though they are mostly covered in scales, between each is a fine vein of skin that is thin enough to allow breathing. This also allows them to take oxygen in underwater as well. It also means that even if they are strangled, it may take a much longer time for them to lose consciousness, due to being able to breathe through the skin on their head and face.

Evause dragons are blueish in color due to the color of their blood. Oxygen rich blood is bright blue, almost turquoise and very watery, less oxygen rich blood becomes dark blue, even black and as thick as molasas. When an evause dragon blushes, their features tend to darken and tint blue instead of pink.

So, my desert flower story, first story I ever published. over all of the sites its been hosted on.. has finally surpassed the 10,000 views mark... that means, that even if half of those people actually read it... and say 10% of those people actually came while reading it.. thats gallons of semen XD

more people have read my story, than many books have sold... this.. is a very very weird feeling..
and to contrast.. my Autotheist mistake, which is an even better story, has netted close to 5k views already in only 5 months.

Does anyone play this? :p My sub just got it for me for a late christmas gift.. and i'm hooked. If you havnt tried it.. at the very least, go look up some gameplay footage on youtube!

getting terribly sick of how fickle FA is, so I've made a page on inkbunny, i'll still update here (when the site allows :\) but i'll be there too.

https://inkbunny.net/Nesetalis

These are my favorite cookies on the planet.. they are alot of work and the crust is a bit delicate.. made similar to biscuits. but they are so worth it (atleast once a year :p) if you like the taste of cooked pineapple.

try not to work up gluten in the crust.

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Pineapple Crescents

oven preheated to 375°

Crust:
* 1 ¾ c. flour
* ¾ cup butter
* 2/3 cup creamed cottage cheese
* 1/3 cup powdered sugar
* ½ t. almond extract or vanilla
* ½ t. salt
Combine crust ingredients with hands until well blended. Chill for an hour.
make the pineapple preserves.
roll out to 1/8th inch thick with firm slow strokes to keep the gluten low.
Cut circles with 2 inch cookie cutter
Put ½ t. pineapple preserves (recipe below) in each circle. Brush edges with beaten
egg and seal with floured fork tines and place on cookie sheet.
Gently brush tops with egg (fingers can be used for this) and bake 15 minutes at 375°

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Pineapple Preserves

I make my own filling for these cookies because it is easy to do and tastes better than the stuff from the store.
Briefly drain a can of crushed pineapple.
Cook in saucepan with about a cup of sugar until transluscent.
Strain liquid from the fruit before filling cookies.
Also good for toast!

Created a new character for a new channel I made on furnet #Infestation. The idea is, the channel takes place inside Anrimure... and a perfect environment for Genetic hostile takeovers

And here she is:
Young lonely and orphaned, this ship grew up devoid of parental guide or any form of social interaction. Though alone she was not ignorant, memory-banks filled with eons of genetic memory.
Her shape was flexible and powerful unlike most of her kind, she had never grown much in the way of personnel quarters or storage bays. What she did have was used primarily to contain the few curiosities and 'pretties' she ran across in the galaxy.

Her activities ranged between hunting ships to eat or getting in fights to amuse herself. She was by her species standards, insane; normally a peaceful sun drinking species, she had turned to violence and flesh. For fun, for pleasure, and for the brief interaction through the prisoners she took from each ship.

Though her body was not built for housing, she was still a vast ship, her species designed to be crewed by thousands. Much of her insides were arranged like intestines, twisting and turning, tangling on themselves with sticky organic walls. She had only minimal control over much of her insides, but some sections she had gained full access and grown in to nightmares to take her victims. The largest such chamber was her stomach; a vast elastic sack of a room that could engulf ships up to twice her size, with thousands of root like tendrils that could burrow through solid tungsten in minutes.

She is driven by few things, primarily curiosity and a need for something she has no name for. Curiosity at the very least, she can satisfy, the other eats at her until it makes her want to scream and throw herself in to a star.

A sudden idea brought upon me by a friend after i showed them the feathers i made.

Imagine a Cocatrice (a bird creature that can turn a victim to stone at bite or scratch)

Now add to that cocatrice some sort of demonic influence. Give it a will to breed anything alive, anything of flesh.
It corners a victim, then immobilizes its legs and rapes them. Using some sort of demonic ovipositor, it lays an egg in their body, an egg of solid stone. Then it abandons their immobilized body.

Just to make it evil, the nerve tissue and brain falls in to stasis before the person dies. I find that necessary simply because in most lore you can cast something like stone to flesh, and the person is fine again.. but the trauma of the nerve and brain crystallizing would probably shock a person to death.

Now the egg, as I said is stone but not for long. Hour by hour the egg leaches life force from the body, replacing living flesh with stone and crystal. Veins become veins of ruby, skin becomes shale, muscle becomes granite, bone becomes limestone.. the eyes become sapphires. The nerves however stay intact, slowly going numb as flesh turns to stone, going in to stasis. Once every last inch of the body has transformed, the egg is alive and growing. Within a few weeks it absorbs the flesh and stone from its 'mother' around it, sucking nutrients away. Then it hatches. With that hatching the spell is broken, the stasis leaves and the victim is alive. Seeing, feeling, thinking. Their torso little more than a shell of shale. And within seconds the baby cocatrice demon bursts free, leaving the poor victim in horrid agony as nerves are rent apart.

With no blood to feed the brain, unconsciousness comes swiftly, then shortly thereafter, death.

So for the last month or two I've been describing my demons differently. Not the biological creatures i had previously described in Demonic Reproduction... now ive been playing with something based on old testament fallen angels..

This re-imagination has been fun but the product is both disturbing and mildly disgusting. I generally bathe my demon's avatar every so often, but i think the description still fits.

These demons are the remnants of angels, fallen from the grace of their god, cast down.. no longer drinking from the divine font. Their only sustenance left to them, for choosing the act of freewill, is the children of the god. Mortal souls take the place of divine radiance. Not as filling and harder to acquire but many demons survive.

Never having been given physical forms, they are beings of pure energy. As such they have trouble at times interacting directly with the world so instead they follow this method.

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When the demon chooses a person to be his next host he captures and imprisons them, then makes them an ultimatum; surrender themselves now, relatively painlessly, or surrender later after every inch of their body has been sundered, ruined, and rebuilt. Almost always, they refuse to surrender as they know it to be a fate worse than death. Pity death was lost to them from the moment they had been captured.

He then spends the next few years torturing and manipulating their flesh, perverting them in desired ways, changing species, changing color, you name it. Along with the flesh his time is spent breaking their mind bit by bit until at last they beg for it to stop, offering anything; including their own soul.

The demon then enters them. The demon of course being a creature of pure energy, remnants of an angel fallen and corrupted. He burrows in to their body and begins to slowly corrupt it from the inside out consuming their soul and digesting it, leaving only the black slime in its place that endlessly pools in the lower extremities like an endlessly bleeding wound. It burrows in to their brain, cell by cell devouring and absorbing it, learning and growing from what they are. It also spreads out, tendrils of energy reaching through every inch of the host's body; flesh being contorted further to the demons needs. new demonic genitalia grown, torn from disused flesh.

The body is never washed, it isn't needed, the demon's energies keep it alive and 'healthy' enough to be usable. so it is pretty filthy; penile slit filled with decaying blood and waste, the scent of a thousand rapes collecting on his flesh. Vagina filled with the seed of dead men, a cake in the fur of blood, semen, piss, shit, and worse. The demon doesn't care, it is as mud upon the wheels of a car, what does he care?

But the victim forced, face first in to the crotch, forced to suck the filth from the cock or feel it forced in to her womb with every thrust. Disgusting body atop of her, raping her. The scent, the taste, the sight, A demonic horror to turn all senses.

A beast born from my imagination and written in to the Desires of Demons story.

-modified to reflect changes in the story-

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imagine something like a bull... replace its fur with scales, under belly and 'vulnerable' areas smooth tiny scales, like a snake belly. Rougher areas like on back neck and head, have thick and heavy interlocking plates.

Its legs are like that of a tiger's with almost arm like forelegs and finger like claws. It can climb, run, jump, and pin its prey quite easily.

It is an animal of the demon world, the highest life-form, even the demons believe it more noble than they. It can feed on anything and nothing can feed on it. Every fluid in its body is a neurotoxin of one sort or another; Its blood deadly to everything, its saliva a paralytic.

Its reproductive habits, the species has a single gender, when one wants to mate it marks territory with its urine, releasing pheromones. The urine itself is a neurotoxin that temporarily shuts down higher reasoning and self control it is also a potent aphrodisiac that the demons distill down in to a potent drug. Too frequent use of this drug can render its effects permanent.

The semen itself triggers a change in the neurochemistry of the recipients brain, causing their body to undergo a change making them fertile and forcing certain muscles to open allowing the sperm to enter and fertilize. For other species that don't have the neurochemistry and glands, it has other effects.

For humans, it causes seizures in the pleasure center of the brain, imagine a week long orgasm. In demons they react the same as to this as the urine, though it taking a far smaller quantity. In very few demons, and more commonly in humans it renders them catatonic and may also trigger seizures in the Cerebellum and brain-stem, this causes a riktus in the muscles, and the victims have a habit of breaking their own bones and may even die on the spot. A victim with too much human genetic material may also be subject to having much of their higher reasoning and logic permanently damaged. Rendering them little more than highly intelligent cattle with an insatiable sex drive.

Demons have intermingled with human blood for millenia and a right of passage for every demon, is to prove they are a true demon by mating with this beast. If they live with their mind intact, they are demon. If they suffer brain damage they are treated as animals and subjugated to a class of citizen called 'Meru', essentially breeding cattle. If they die, they are nothing, just meat.

If you are 'meat', while you still live but are helpless, you are offered to the observing masses for pleasure until your eventual death. Then you are offered to the family that spawned you for their dinner table, you are not a Demon, you are merely flesh.

If you are rendered meru you are given back to the one with the highest claim over you, be it family or a master you apprenticed to, or your liege. You become breeding stock to propagate the blood lineage or Re'o. With reasoning capacity diminished there are few tasks left for you to perform. Generally between breeding cycles you are left to create cloth and stoneware for the clan.

The genitalia:

essentially a penile slit sheath like a serpents but hanging down slightly, so the entrance is distended, perhaps slightly puckered and wrinkled. The shaft itself is a normal inflated tissue but for one fact; that the same plate like structures on the creatures back are also on the shaft, smaller, fleshier, but with barbed tips on the spades. When its fully erect the plates stand up, lifted by swollen tissue and the barbs are backword hooked so the creature stays inside until it has finished. The head would be rather spade like and flat, a bit prehensile with musculature in it to curve it up or down like a tongue. The urethra running through the center, not along the bottom like a humans cock and a wide channel able to carry a lot of fluid, which also means precum arrives late, as it takes a while to produce enough pressure to reach the tip. The flesh is deep red colored with perhaps similar colorful pattern on the plates as the back armor.

Behind the penile slit would be a secondary slit that reached from base of the sheath to base of the tail, inside are two entrances, one for the anus, and another for the vagina. The vagina is generally just a sheath until certain chemicals are released, when muscles shift, tearing open a sealed entrance to the womb, allowing fertilization.

1. Is there anyone on your friends list you would ever consider having sex with?
yes.

2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night?
morning is best for me... but if it starts in the morning and ends in the next morning... ^.~

3. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
center

4. Pork, beef, or chicken?
chicken

5. Have you ever had to pull over on the side of the road to puke?
no

6. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money?
yes

7. Shower or bath?
bashowerth :D

8. Do you pee in the shower?
yes :P

9. Mexican or Chinese?
mexican

10. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed?
passive sex is boring, I want to be dominant usually, but if they should be active D:

11. Do you love someone on your friend list?
yep

12. Do you know all the people on your friends list?
no

13. Love or money?
neither. To be ruled by greed is disreputible, to be ruled by love is to be foolish.

14. Credit cards or cash?
cash money in my pocket!

15. Has there ever been anyone in your family you wish wasn't?
yes.

16. Would you rather go camping or to a 5 star hotel?
camping :o cheaper and i love the outdoors.

17. What is the weirdest place you have had sex?
half way up a spruce tree.

18. Would you shave your entire body (including your head) for money?
no, I look like the Numa Numa guy with my head shaved D:

19. Have you ever been to a strip club?
nope

20. Ever been to a bar?
yes

21. Ever been kicked out of a bar or a club?
yes

22. Ever been so drunk you had to be carried out of somewhere?
nope

23. Kissed someone of the same sex?
i've never met some one the same sex as me :o but ive kissed men and women.

24. Favorite drink?
strawberry banana Daiquiri

25. Had sex in a movie theater?
yes

26. Had sex in a bathroom?
yes

27. Have you ever had sex at work?
yes

28. Have you ever been in an "adult" store?
yes

29. Bought something from an adult store?
infrequently.

30. Have you been caught having sex?
yes.

31. Does anyone have naughty pics of you?
quite a few.

32. Who do you think has the guts to repost this?
eh?

the plague, I has it.

room mate gave me the plague for valentines day, how sweet of him D:

I have been making headway in rising star.. working heavily on the technology and ability/skill/whatever structure..
its going to be one all encompassing system.

If you wanna read my rambling thoughts on it you can look it up here.. http://demoo.cr0n.us/wiki/doku.php/.....nics:tech.tree

mind you, that stuff isnt final, i keep changing things as I program.

Imagine if you will; A dark forest, untouched for hundreds of years. Deep magic penetrates this land, and the last sentient being to have strayed here, a rapist, a vile despicable human who had joined with the earth and growing things. His evil survived however, his desire permeated the woods, twisting everything within it.

After six hundred years almost nothing lived there but the twisted dark trees and vile underthings. Not even insects survived here any longer, only the cloying slightly alluring scent of vile growth. A scent that most creatures learned to fear and run from, even as it tempted and teased their senses.

A woman however, on the run from her home, her abusive husband. She knew not the dangers of this wood, only the foreboding feeling that washed over her as she entered. Something horrible resided within but her terror of the wood was overshadowed by the terror of her prior abuse.

Blindly she ran through the forest, hunted by her husband's hounds and men. At the deep wood they turned aside, their fear of the wood driving even the hounds back. Foolish as the woman was she continued in to the depths of a nightmare given life.

At first the scent was un-noticed, a twinge in her loin, a flutter in her breast, a dilation to her pupils; not enough to stray past the wall of terror in her mind. With the hunters turned away however that wall began to crumble and she noticed the first little rivulet of arousal dribble down her thigh.

Her mind twisted at this note, looking down her torn night dress, naked below it. She was covered in dirt and grime, the gown was almost useless now, so many rents in it from brush and branches. She was taut as a wire and quivering like a leaf, only counterpoint to it was the heat swelling in her womb.

The scent was sweet, tempting, and heightened her confusing arousal. Instinctively she began to follow it, hunting deeper in to the woods, hardly noticing the forbidding trees and the lack of undergrowth... or the silence. Not a breath of wind, not the chirp of an insect, not even the whoosh of a birds wing.

Deeper she went, surrendering herself to that scent, to those urges. The wetness coating her thighs called to her, every step she squeezed and clenched on her drenched nethers, feeling her labia rub together. Eventually her resistance waned and her hand fell between, pushing ruined fabric against her dampened center. The heated swamp that had become her entrance craved more than that simple touch. Eventually she fell to her knees, one hand pressing to a tree to prop herself up, the other driving fabric between her folds.

Closer to the tree she leaned, the smell coming from its bark, from soil below her, from the branches above her. Her fingers dug in to the moist slightly spongy surface of the wood, mind lost to the chemical warfare that inflicted itself upon her mind and body. She pressed to the tree, supporting herself as her fingers delved inside, throbbing swollen bead of her clit crushed to her pelvis, swollen drooling entrance clenching weakly at her intruding digits. She cried her bliss to the cloying night air and came. the trickle of her musk spilled to the soil below and stirred sleeping darkness, a mind mostly gone, but desires ever potent and overwhelming came to life.

The woman noticed nothing, a single orgasm not enough to sate her desires she tried for more. Again and again she came, until the muscles of her stomach were little more than knots, body so sore and mind so exhausted, she fell asleep right there leaning upon the tree... never even trying to pull away from it.

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That dark mind, more instinct and desire than anything else sought out her heat, the wetness and lust he sensed. It en-wrapped her, tangling itself with her gown, exploring her body and binding around her like a spider ensnaring a fly in its web. She was bound to the tree by gooey fibers growing from its trunk and the ground below.

Slow, yet impatient the mind reached for her, reached for the heat of her sex. The chemicals in the air that permeated her flesh refused her body final release, engorged flesh stayed engorged, her heat continued to drizzle down her thighs and stain the forest floor even as she snored.

When she awoke it was to dim daylight and a terrifying forest. She could see nothing, could hear nothing, but feel she did. Every inch of her body itched and burned, fibers of hyphae digging in to her skin, holding her in place though not attempting to consume her. Her legs were spread, bound to the forest floor by the fungus which engulfed her.

A single woody stem had begun to grow from the forest floor, a budding mucus coated bulge that emerged, covered with bits of dirt and plant matter. it was a deep brown color, the end of it swelling slightly with every passing minute. It grew almost fast enough to watch... if anyone could have watched at that moment. The length of it curved upwards, drawn to the moist heat of the woman. It almost resembled a man's phallus but was obviously a budding mushroom, preparing to release its potent fertile spores.

She sobbed a muffled lust filled sob, feeling trapped as she was tortured by the itching mycelia. The initial touch against her heated and sore entrance caused her to twitch. Something was there, or some one. It felt cold like the wet nose of one of her husband's hounds... she cried for help but there was no response. It continued to nudge between her swollen hot labia until it found her true entrance, where her virtue had once been all those years before.

Millimeter by millimeter it grew in to her belly, parting her lips and heating up as it stayed in contact with her flesh. The slick sticky surface left residue upon her entrance, making her feel both dirty and even more aroused. It was so slow, so horribly slow and she couldn't move an inch to pull away... or as her body begged, push it deeper. Eventually it slid two or three inches in to her and pressed against her cervix. Minute by minute, hour by hour it began to deform and wedge her tight ring apart. Well used over the years by her four children's birth... it gave way without much resistance; especially so considering the rate of growth.

She sobbed loudly, feeling it pass in to her most sacred of centers, horrified even as her depths squeezed and massaged the wooden fungal length. Within an hour she felt full, the tip of the mushroom having reached its destination, it began to swell and grow.. like a puffball mushroom preparing to burst. By the next morning the mushroom was ripe and swollen.... within a few minute she felt a rupturing deep inside of her... but no pain, just a deep dry dusty feeling as millions of spores filled her womb. She didn't know this was the case of course, only that something had happened. Within another two hours the fungus had withdrawn from her body, leaving it red and sore. The mushroom stayed inside of her though until she pulled away. It's purpose fulfilled it waited to die and be digested by the forest.

-end part 1-

My new years resolution is 1280x1024!

and my god im a bit drunk still D: and hung over... almost an entire bottle of gray goose last night.

its 1:30 in the afternoon now, i shouldnt still be drunk.

Its a Drink, a buttery nipple, with hot fudge drizzled in to it.. :O what did you think I meant?

So.. woke up this morning with a movie playing in my head. Probably most of you don't know this, but I'm working with some friends trying to develop a video game which were calling Rising Star for now.. for many symbolic reasons :P

anyway.. this movie in my head was the intro video to rising star. I rushed to my computer, and wrote out all the scenes I could before they faded. Here it is.


Intro Video

All of this set to a very emotional musical score.. not sure what genera yet though.

Starts with a panoramic view of an earth city in the near future. busy city street, almost utopia, little crime, little fear.

Camera zooms out, upwards, then swings to the right over the city line showing distant sky scrapers… then finds the edge of the city, parkland cliffs overlooking an almost Californian ocean view.

Zoom in now on one of these grassy overlooks and you find a elderly Asian gentlemen, maybe in his 60's or 70's sitting with his smiling grandson on the grass.. hes keeling over a flat block of concrete with a metal tower, maybe 15 feet tall.

Inside the metal framework is a rocket, a high powered model rocket, the kind meant to reach low orbit that mostly only the real enthusiasts build. This is more modern though (futuristic) using newer technology to allow it a lighter fuel payload (probably can ignore this)

they stand up and step back… screen pans upwards towards the sky, clouds, birds, no pollution, again a utopia view.

The rocket shoots up from below, billowing smoke.

The camera follows it up.. the view fades in to a change of rocket.. this time its a passenger/payload rocket. That grandson is now looking out the window, distinctly the same person but aged by maybe 10 years.

He is leaving utopia to support utopia, work in the space docks to move ore and manufacturing materials from space to earth.

Another view, far far away from here, maybe 10 years later, the same boy, now in his late 20s. Hes in a space suit drilling in to an asteroid with two or three others around him working.

An accident occurs, one of his partners dies. A look of anger crosses the man's face.

A tribunal, the man is yelling profoundly, demanding, but the look on the face of the Utopian judges is stone… no pity.

Next the man is shown another 10 years aged, wearing chains, using a simple pick axe underground… zoom out through rock, showing the surface of mercury, the sun blazing above it.

Next scene, the man walks free, a stone cold expression on his face, narrowed eyes.

Next hes shown flying in to the asteroid mining station, coming out of the dock to find black suited troopers wielding rifles, faceless, scary, towering. A panoramic view of the station, showing them where ever there are workers working. Its martial Law.

An uprising, the man in the middle, looking not much older. Troopers cut down where they stand by laser cutters, and other heavy mining tools.

Fleets of cargo ships drifting through space next, the flagship with the man standing at the head, looking out as they come to earth. looking dour and angry.

High earth orbit, the ships floating, looking menacing.. spread over the entire globe. There was no defense fleet to stop them. The screen pans inwards towards the lead ship, situated over china. Zoom in on the bridge, find the man yelling in to a com unit, pointing at earth. The screen pans up to faces of people similar to those judges, stony, unforgiving… but starting to crack with emotion, anger and fear… they begin to yell back.

The communication is cut, the screen pans down to show the man's finger on the kill switch… then he looks over his shoulder and nods.

The view switches to showing the cargo bay of the ship, suited workers dragging huge bars of nickle/iron towards the entrances. Nothing special about them, just metal rods maybe a meter across and ten meters long.

The view switches again, to show dozens of ships and a large cross-section of earth. These rods emerge, slowly at first, then pick up speed, start to glow in the upper atmosphere…

View switches to one of these rods, above and behind it a little.. maybe half way up its length… like a shuttle re-entry. You see the glowing end, sparks flying off, roaring through the atmosphere… perhaps even allow the musical score to encompass this angry decent… The view of the planet gets clearer.. decent closer… a large city coming in to view. anti-aircraft weapons and anti-missile weapons fire at it.. but its going so fast even the one or two that hit.. (most you see flitting by and beyond the screen) just knock it slightly off course…. it zooms in on the cliff side where the man and his grandfather had launched their first rocket…. then the screen goes white.

A rapid view of space battles, missiles, fighters, clouds of projectiles, laser weapons.. slowly increasing in tech level… A view of the man with a wife, looking grim, her pregnant… a wedding photo… Another view of the same woman, with a 4 year old child on a barge fleeing from enemy fire.. The ship gets hit, the mother dies, the child lives. Another view of that same child on the original asteroid mining station.. grungy, panhandling.

More views of warfare.. then a view of war outside the asteroid station.. the station being hit badly… escaping ships fleeing.. zoom in on one of these you find that child, in her teens.. laying in a medical bed on a respirator.

A later view, calm music, serene almost. The child walking a long hallway, too dark to make much of it.. shes a bit older. She steps in to sunlight, and walks out in to mars atmosphere, a respirator on her face, but enough pressure to breathe. She steps in to line with others.. marching towards a ship, a large shuttle or drop-ship.

this is where it would end, with the shuttle launching and docking inside a large capital ship… and this is where the first story would begin.

So.. I've been thinking on weird genitalia, obviously. The cock I uploaded was the first attempt, it wasn't terrible, but it was way too thin. I ended up remaking much of it, then reshaping the rest. Looks a hell of alot better, more like it should.

As to the 'biology' of it so far as I have thought up; Jointed bones like a tail at its core, wrapped in powerful muscles with a structure similar to a tongue. (its new shape looks rather tongueish as well.) Woven through the muscle are veins, pumping glowing alien blood. Scripts allow you to change the color of everything btw, I just happen to like neon green. can even turn the glow on and off. Outside of that is a thick translucent layer of flesh similar in nature to a jellyfish, tough, rubbery, but also rather loose in texture, like very soft silicone.

Purpose behind that outer layer I figure is protection. Perhaps made of something rather impermeable and tough to cut. So the cock could take alot of beating but also be very flexible (its prehensile afterall.)

It doesn't lay eggs or ejaculate digestive fluids. It's just a penis, made to impregnate others. The female of the species though, I had a few rather 'entertaining' Ideas. I was thinking infestation. The female drones would be very common, less common would be queens, and even more rare would be the males.

Ive been playing with random reproductive cycles in my head. So far i figure a queen infests another creature, takes over its body, does some interior decorating and remodeling. End up with a mind suppressed host, perverted from its natural form. Maybe those glowing veins spread over its body as well as spots of insect like exoskeleton. The 'jewel' of it though, the stomach a bulging transparent egg sack, made of the same stuff the outer layer of the penis is.

You could look through it, see the eggs inside or just gummy fluid clinging to the inside. below that would be an ovipositor with a new type of head a friend got me thinking about. Behind that would be a direct entrance to the egg sack for males to fertilize through. Had the idea of a command to put hanging textures inside the body cavity that are colored like the color of the semen that has flooded her.

That ovipositor now, when shes full of fertilized eggs she finds a new host to lay her eggs in. The head I mentioned, an 4 sided blossom, with 8 petals. The outside of each petal would be dotted with triangular thorns or teeth like protrusions.. when the blossom is closed, the petals would be curled inwards down the throat of the ovipositor.. when it blooms, it spreads open, stretching the head wider. The first 8 barbs, angled when the petals are curled in, so they point forward, as the petal rolls outwards they would grip whatever they are pressed against, and pull it apart. So it could burrow through flesh.

As the petals roll outwards, the thorns would end up facing in reverse, keeping the ovipositor caught inside the victim. I was thinking 4 rows of thorns would do it.

Yum ^-^

This is something I wrote previously about my demon genitalia and reproduction methods. It is not safe for minors.

Demon Reproduction:

A demon takes a 'mate' usually a mortal creature; sentience is more prized for the pleasure and fun it can give the demon. The demon uses its ovipositor to implant its eggs deep in the body of its chosen mate. Any orifice can be used, though the womb, throat, and bowel are most common. On many occasions the Demon may rip its own hole in to the creature's body cavity and seal it up after she is done.

The eggs are small no more than an inch long, jelly like and rather beautiful, up to twenty are laid at any given time. Along with the eggs a fluid is pumped, to help in the laying and to help the body acomadate the eggs, eventually acting as a surrogate womb that leaches nutrients from the 'Mother' to feed the eggs. Gestation is anywhere from 4 to 10 months, depending on health of the 'Mother'.

When the eggs hatch, the children begin to fight amongst themselves; sentient and aware from birth, filled with adrenaline and instinct, they feast upon each other until only one survives. For the next two weeks this survivor recouperates and feeds off the 'Mother' consuming her own 'womb' until strong enough to escape the confines of its 'Mother's' body. Depending on how the eggs were originally laid, determines the method of escape. If the child can find no comfortable way out it makes its own way.

Within minutes after birth the Mother demon uses her phallic apendage to 'mate' with the creature. This appendage is shaped to mimic that of many mortal creature's genetalia, it comes in many shapes and sizes, and some times it even holds more than one purpose. Its primary purpose however is a delivery mechanism of digestive fluids in to the body of the mate. The mating is slow and pleasurable for the demon, though usually quite terrifying and traumatic for the mate. eventually the fluid floods the creature's body and slowly digest all soft tissues, inner organs and such. Only the outer skin, bones, and nurves are left behind.

However this does not kill the creature, instead the nutrients that their body has turned in to are enough to keep them alive for months--or until the child has finished consuming all of the simlified food. For weeks the creature lays there, only able to feel and watch as the child devours until eventual oblivion is reached. After which the Mother Demon hunts for more creatures to feed its child, or the child itself hunts to feed itself.


Semen and other fluids:

Demon Seed: The name does not imply semenal fluid, instead it is the very essence of demon nature. This viscious black fluid constantly forms in the pit of a demon's belly and leaks through anything. It pools in the lower belly and genitalia, forming a large mass of corruption. Eventually it just oozes free of the demons body at a slow trickle, constantly tainting whatever is near the demon. Not only does it leak from the demon's pores but also from the the demons genitalia, a constant viscious stream.

The fluid, thought extremely thick and dense, it can ooze through solid rock and flesh is no barrior. Made of condensed demonic energy and Digested soul, a byproduct waste from the process of consuming the spirit of others. It has many uses, the primary being assistence with feasting upon the soul of a chosen victim. However to do such the victim must surrender to the demon, or instead they will simply die or if the introduction of demon seed is slow enough they will be corrupted. This is a less common use, the slow and eventual corruption of a mortal. Not to devour their soul, but to instead convert it in to the likeness of the demon. This process is agonizing, long, and irriversable. A converted mortal becomes like the demon, a lesser demon beholden to the greater.

The feeling of the demon seed just touching the skin is like something cold and wet clawing at your flesh, cell by cell. It is a strange unearthly wrenching as it plucks at your soul, attempting to corrupt and devour it. It will itch and burn if left on the skin long enough, and eventually seep in, hiding every trace of itself but tainting the mortal forever. If flooded in to the victim in a large mass it feels like your entire body is being torn from itself and a molten ice dribbling through your flesh and bones, being pulled along by your veins. If the victim surrenders, then their soul is stripped from them, a horribly painful experience that leaves the body devoid of cares, their soul replaced with the demon seed, bonding them to the demon until their eventual death. It isnt a terrible life, true the suffering you are inflicted upon at the hands of the demon may be great, but you dont care.

If the victim does not surrender, the demon seed will do perminant harm to the physical body, rapidly corrupting parts of it which then turn on the other parts and the whole body self destructs over the course of a week.

incidious: Green semen, has two potential uses.. ripping apart the victim's insides through horrible almost acid like mechanics... digesting them from belly outwards.. but leaving nurves, bone, and outer skin intact. The other potential property is transforming and mutagenic.

Fertile: pearly bluewhite, impregnates of couse! though what it impregnates with, is up to the imagination or chance.

Addictive: An extremly addictive substance, pale pink in color, that causes the loins to burn with lust and need. Just the smell will put even a human in to heat... the taste will send them to their knees, being filled with it, will make them addicted for years to come, and work better than viagra/niagra!

Sadistic: Orange in color, almost neon orange. Causes a reaction similar to capsaicin, but far more concentrated, and works anywhere it touches, skin, mouth, and any membrane. Iches and burns violently, lasts for about two hours before the pain finally fades.