Postby chanilover » 04 Feb 2009 16:15
Gazing nonchalantly out of the windows of Castle Caladan, Jessica sighed.
“What it must be like to live a life free of the burdens of power, Gurney. I look upon the simple lives of paradan melon farmers with envy.”
“Mmmm, melons” muttered Gurney to himself as he tuned the strings on his baliset.
“Did you say something, Gurney man?” asked Jessica.
“Nay, nothing, my lady” replied Gurney as he stole a glance at Jessica’s full breasts, still pert and inviting despite her passing into middle age.
He thought back to the time on Arrakis, so many moons ago, when he had caught a glimpse of Jessica getting out of the shower, the drops of water glistening on her silky smooth skin. How long had it been? Fifteen, twenty years? It still provided mental fodder for jerking off all these years later.
Jessica crossed the room and spotted something on the floor. With one fluid motion, she bent over to pick it up. Rather than standing up, for some reason she could not fathom, she continued to bend over. Suddenly, from out of the animal depths of her psyche, she began to gently shake her backside. Overcome with primal urges, she felt her shapely behind begin to shake faster, her entire being moving to the sounds of unheard music, which sounded a bit like a vinegary laugh in her mind.
Her mind exploded with the uninvited shriekings of her slutty ancestors from other memory. She sensed in her mind, rather than felt, Gurney’s rough hands pull her skirts up and she shivered as Gurney spun her around to reveal his penis, throbbing like an enraged sandworm.
Jessica gasped, she couldn’t believe the size of his member.
They rutted furiously on the sofa, and all of a sudden Jessica heard a cackling in her mind and was horrified to see a grossly fat shape emerge from the shadows of her mind. Rolls of fat buoyed up by suspensors. A big fat ginger queen playing with his rotten penis as he watched Jessica being pumped by Gurney.
“Oh yes, daughter. You didn’t think I’d miss this, did you?”
“Begone, foul fiend!” Jessica screamed inside her head, “you shall not possess me, you fat twat”
“Stick your fingers up his bum, and he will be yours forever”
Unable to resist, Jessica inserted her delicate fingers into Gurney’s eagerly hungry bumhole, and was horrified to hear the Baron laughing inside her head.
She grabbed a hairpin, and, as if in a dream, began to stab Gurney repeatedly in the face.
“My lady!” roared Gurney, “what foul play is this?”
She slashed his throat with Muad’Dib’s ornamental knife which she kept at her calf. Oh the irony! Gurney was killed by Master Paul’s knife.
Jessica then began to drink the blood from Gurney’s neck, her teeth growing longer. She felt her vampiric self overcome her mind. Even the Baron was a bit shocked by this turn of events.
Smearing left-over blood over her naked form, her breasts covered in blood, she then slashed at Gurney’s stomach and pulled his entrails out, then began to eat them.
The doors crashed open and there stood Duncan Idaho.
“I heard you’ve been having problems with your photocopier and I’m here to fixt it” he said, lasciviously.
Strange tacky music began to play from nowhere as Duncan removed his clothes and bent Jessica over the photocopier and did her from behind.
Duncan looked down in horror as Jessica transformed into a vampire in front of him.
“Hot” he thought to himself, as their bodies slammed against each other.
They both then roared in anger as the entire building came crashing down on them, under the weight of attack of Cymek forces. Then they were both dead.
"You and your buddies and that b*tch Mandy are nothing but a gang of lying, socially maladjusted losers." - St Hypatia of Arrakeen.

