《MoshiMonsterXReaderXDonaldTrumpXDonaldDuck》The Rise Of D. Duck..SIKE
Advertisement
The Conclusion Many People Have Anticipated Is Finally Here.
The Final Chapter Of This Book Begins Now.
"S-STOP WAIT WE CAN TALK THIS OUT." You scream.
"WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING I DIDNT EVEN STICK IT IN YET HEHESHSHEE" He shouts and dashes toward you. You turn around and try to run away but he dives towards you and pins you down. You turn your head around and see his of a penis. It was covered with white feathers but it was the longest dic you have ever laid your eyes upon, so it turned you on.
"MMMM YOUR BOOTY SHOO THICC HESHSHSEE THIS IS GONNAA BEEEE GGGOOOOODD" He says as he rams his dick into your butthole.
"" You scream but it actually felt so amazing you began to have an orgasm.
"" The duck cried out as he penetrated your butthole furiously and at a speed that broke the sound barrier.
"It feels so good uGH" You thought to yourself as he penetrated you for the 69th time. He then stops and tries to catch his breath, but now filled with a sexual desire to suck his dick till it melts you turn around and wrap your mouth around the long feathery flute. "" you say as you begin to blow the flute. You blow as if there was no tomorrow, as if you drank 5 cans of Red Bull, as if you wanted to have little chicks coming out of your vagina (Yes I know at the beginning I said the character was you but just imagine you have a fkn vagina and you want some motherfkn lil white chickens to come out of it). The Duck quacks so loud that the windows of the apartment shatter. He pulls his dic away and begins to shove it up your vajayjay with such force that you felt as if you were just stabbed with a lightsaber. At this moment in time the whole floor has become a lake of white liquid. "" -D. Duck
Advertisement
"" -You
"No."
Donald stops fuqing your brains out and turns around to see a muscular blue bird of height 7'2 with a six pack standing at the door.
"Only I can take my master's virginity.." It screams.
"Oh, mierda.." you mutter as he walks towards Donald. Donald jumps off of you and tries to fly away but the bird grabs him, bites his feathery stick and throws him out of the window.
Your eye sparkles with fear as the blue bird walks towards you with a grin on his face. He pulls down his pants and revealed his
"How did I get myself into this situation." You think to yourself as tears stream down your face like a river. "I was a virgin 24 hours ago..but now...I dont know what I am" You whsiper.
"" The bird says as his dic nearly toouches your leg.
"Por favor, no hagas esto." You say as you think of the two Donalds.
"" The Bird replies. Unable to fight a huge bird, you lie down and brace yourself form impact. The bird slaps your face with his and backs away, cringing as your face feels like a tower just landed on it, you open your eyes and saw a large blue bird thrusting his amazingly large private part towards you.
THE END.
I Would Like To Thank My Smol Chihiro Whom I Love So Soo Much For Giving Me This Idea Although I Obviously Took It A Bit Extreme Heh.
ThankYou For Reading This Dank Book And May Dat Boi Be With You. ❤ - Rui
Advertisement
- In Serial82 Chapters
Dungeon Core/Realm Heart
Dao Lord Brandr has cheated death many times over the millennia, enough to know that this time he should have died. There was just no surviving what had happened to him. Fortunately or unfortunately, he did. Well... that depends on what you call surviving really. His body is gone and so is pretty much all of his mighty cultivation base. To add to this, he has suffered severe damage to his soul and as if that wasn't bad enough he's lost, far away from any world he knows and maybe even his universe. Now, he's just learned from a being called a sprite that he's some sort of sentient mystic realm called a dungeon and that just for the crime of existing, there would be legions of enemies planning to pillage and destroy him. It's okay though. Apparently, he can make legions of his own. Seeing what he has to work with, Brandr decides that perhaps, all is not lost after all...
8 331 - In Serial18 Chapters
Once upon a Night Time's Dream
Follow up on tinges and glimpses of dreams that are often forgotten after waking up. Maybe even the wisps of imagination smokes that come over to play during school, at work; whenever, wherever.
8 120 - In Serial31 Chapters
Original Fairy Tales
DISCLAIMER: These works are not mine, and are a product of their time that may have language that is racist, homophobic, sexist, etc,. Please read at your own risk.It is important to note that I do not agree with some of the language within these writings, but considering their historical value, deserve to be read and analyzed in a critical lens.
8 342 - In Serial8 Chapters
The Pinocchio Project
Benate is a living AI, but his world isn't anything like our own. Imprisoned inside a learning, procedural game world with bizarre rules, with monsters and escalating dangers, he must survive with his wits and the limited game interface. But as hard as the challenges which he faces may be, the reward is even greater. Because if Benate can win the game and reach the mythical and mysterious heights of Tier 5, then maybe, just maybe... He could leave the game world he's trapped in and join the real one. Now, with the reluctant support of his ex-partner Automatic Moderator, and a blooming and forbidden IRL friendship he has discovered within an ancient TechSupport channel from a bygone age, Benate has a chance to stay a step of the game. But will his plans survive the danger? Because an unexpected, dark threat is brewing deep within a far away zone. And unless Benate can outwit this deadly foe before its too late, not a single AI player-avatar will be safe.
8 188 - In Serial87 Chapters
Ode to Freud
For those who do not understand the reference, "wish fulfillment" is before anything a term created by Sigmund Freud in the 1900's. In psychology it is a state of satisfying unconscious needs and desires by the use of fantasy and delusion. In literature it is the very base of fictional work, but also the name of a style of writing where the author sacrifices the key elements of good storytelling in order to fulfill his own psychopathic, neurotic or perverse needs and desires, usually through the use of the characters in weird and forced situations. What I meant by the title of this story is that it is a trashy, badly written, shitty story about me getting some wish fulfillment by the use of some characters and a fictional world of my creation. Not the good kind of fulfillment, since my wishes are of the bad kind and I intend to fulfill those, not yours. Also, being a total amateur and not writing a proper plot before starting are two big indicators that this story is going to go bad. I guess Royal Road call this kind of stories the "Mary Sue" kind. So, unless you are a very ugly piece of trash (at least as much as I am) don’t bother reading it. Now, if you ARE messed up on the level of a clinically depressive, lightly suicidal, lolicon/shotacon aligned morbidly obese hikikomori vermin who sold his virginity to a prostitute and is currently living at the costs of his widowed mother after expending all the money he got from his father’s inheritance, all the while masturbating furiously to beast/furry dickgirl hentai, then be welcomed. Please feel free to get a serving at my antidepressants and also at the canned tuna I have stored in the fridge. There may be some cheese somewhere, and I am pretty sure I bought some juice the other day, but I have no idea where it is. Anyway. You may dislike what I write because of all the amauteur(ish) writing, or you may not. Who knows. Give it a try and write a comment. It gets lonely writing to no one. Also, feel free to grant me inspiration not only by making comments about the world and/or characters, but specially by suggesting a music for me to listen while I write the next chapter. Be warned : I do get influenced easily by the background music I listen while writing. If you exist, of course. I'm seriously doubting anyone has read anything after the "lolicon hikikomori" thing. Also, I have a tiny dick.Just so you can feel better about yourself a little more. Or maybe I have just degraded psychologically a little more and now I am into shame-play. I wonder if the psychiatrist would increase my meds a bit if I told her about it.Hope I never get to penispanick, though! Self-mutilation, especially of the castration type, would be baaaad. After all, I do like my prostitutes. And having sex with them when I can afford it. Oh, yeah, the story. I will just write the first chapter in a few moments.Until later, b(i)each.
8 176 - In Serial24 Chapters
Fuck you Fred (a Fred Weasley love story)
And then she fell. Miranda fell right on top of Fred Weasley. He looked up at her directly in the eyes, "I'm sure you wanted to see me and ask you how my summer was but Benny this is a little forward." Miranda rolled her eyes and let out a smirk, feeling bold she dared to look back into his eyes. "Is that a wand in your pocket or are you just happy to see me, Freddie?" Miranda Benson is a 16-year-old Gryffindor starting her 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She starts to fall for the infamous prankster (and not to mention player) Fred Weasley, trying to avoid her feeling proves to be a difficult task when she is all that Freddie wants...{Set in GOF era- Yule Ball and all that greatness}I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS STORY AND I HOPE YOU DO TOO. PLEASE VOTE IF YOU LIKE IT!!All rights to jk rowling except my characters (Miranda, Frankie and Noah)i always support equal RIGHTS! this is a safe space.Rankings: (1) #16yearsold [27.03.2021](1) #fredweasleylove [11.07.2021]
8 151
Prev Chap
Next Chap
Chap List
Boy
Girl
