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The  Smurfs porn  story:  Identity Crisis. Chapter I.

Smurf smiled as he was softly awakened by the warm rays of daylight filtering through his bedroom window. He yawned and stretched, his mind slowly shaking away the mist of slumber. He rubbed his eyes, turned and sat on the edge of his bed, scratching the sides of his body. A few steps brought him to the shower, which Smurf took long and warm. The morning shower was one of his favourite moments of the day, still half asleep but the warm water running along his blue skin gradually bringing him to full wake.

Once his shower over, Smurf traded his night cap and jammies for his daytime cap and pants. Already he could smell the goods being prepared by Chef Smurf for the breakfast through the open window. His mouth watered as he imagined all the pastries being prepared with fresh smurfberries picked only the day before. Lost in a hungry daze, he left his house and joined the several dozens of other smurfs already in line to receive their breakfast.

He started a casual conversation with Handy Smurf, who was talking about what plans he had for the day. The smurf couldn’t quite understand what the genius was saying, but he enjoyed conversing with him regardless, try to learn a bit of what made Handy special.

“I’m sorry, I tend to babble on and on when I’m talking about my inventions,” Handy apologized with a silly grin after a while. “What are you going to do today?” he asked as he grabbed his pastry.

“Me? Well the sarsaparilla reserves are running low so I’m probably going to be chosen get some more.” Read the rest of this entry »

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T.M.N.T. porn story “Urban Unity: A tale of peacekeepers”  Chapter VI.

The ninja turtles were accomplished acrobats and managed to land on their feet without trouble, but the dog and rabbit following them stumbled and fell on to the rim of the sidewalk, narrowly avoiding the actual sewage. Michelangelo had no trouble avoiding them as he flipped and landed beside them. As he got back up in a hop, Max took a deep breath.

“Ah, don’t you love the sweet aroma of digested food in the morning?”

“It’s almost midnight little buddy, I don’t think we can call it morning just yet.”

“Is that really the only weird thing about what he said?” Donatello asked as he turned a confused look to Raphael, who simply shrugged. They soon departed, the freelance police gladly following their new friends among the confused corridors. Before long, both were lost, as the turtles purposely went in circles so they wouldn’t be able to trace back the road. But even though they had just met the turtles, Sam and Max trusted their hosts enough to follow them all around. Besides, they could always reach the surface if ever there was a problem.

After a twenty minute hike, they finally reached an area separate from the stinky tunnels. In fact, it didn’t feel as if they were in the sewers anymore, as the turtles had decorated the place and gotten rid of any nefarious smell.

“It’s humble, but we call it home,” Leonardo said. Read the rest of this entry »

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