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charisstomaTitle: Djinn .. the spirit within: a growing problem
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original. mee_eep’s challenge. Lustful Liaisons verse.
follows from here and here
Rating: PG
Pairing: Slash
Word count: 334
Warnings: m-preg
Summary: Kain trying? to explain infant djinn raising. I think we're pretty conversant with Kain's ideas of communication skills with his Dick.
“I am NOT having our child grow up with a chamber pot as his container,” an outraged voice was raised from the region of a veiled off alcove. “I don’t care if it’s a antique family heirloom. He.. Will.. Not.. Be.. Raised.. In.. One.”
Enlarged eyes and elevated eyebrows could be seen around the agency if any had made eye contact but everyone was avoiding that for fear of breaking into laughter. Some didn’t require exchanged glances but respectfully kept their amused quaking silent. The veils, if asked, would blame their movements on the unevenness of erratic breezes.
“But my love, it’ll be so easy to change the used cloth in his pot. I was raised this way and I turned out just fine. It’s tradition.”
Staff eyes rolled and wondered when the Master Djinn was going to leave off on his teasing and break out in laughter of his own at the prank he was pulling on his Dick. Infant djinn emerged fully house trained. If anything you had to watch that they didn’t flush themselves thinking it a great amusement to ride on the swirling water.
A large ZAP could be heard from beyond the veils. Dick waddled out of the bedroom area, throwing the words that he was going to work over his shoulder as he walked out of the entrance. Two hours later a slightly fuzzy Kain emerged, his coloring fluctuating on and off. More than one staff member had to jerk his eyes away to maintain professional decorum from being abandoned. The Master Djinn’s Dick was getting better at his strobe spell. They wondered how the Master was going to present the very real need for after the baby djinn was born. Infants did like to try sneaking back into their first container when waking from bad dreams. They had to learn that loving parental arms were much better but until they did a cockring was the only answer to preventing a parent finding himself re-pregnant in the morning.
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original. mee_eep’s challenge. Lustful Liaisons verse.
follows from here and here
Rating: PG
Pairing: Slash
Word count: 334
Warnings: m-preg
Summary: Kain trying? to explain infant djinn raising. I think we're pretty conversant with Kain's ideas of communication skills with his Dick.
“I am NOT having our child grow up with a chamber pot as his container,” an outraged voice was raised from the region of a veiled off alcove. “I don’t care if it’s a antique family heirloom. He.. Will.. Not.. Be.. Raised.. In.. One.”
Enlarged eyes and elevated eyebrows could be seen around the agency if any had made eye contact but everyone was avoiding that for fear of breaking into laughter. Some didn’t require exchanged glances but respectfully kept their amused quaking silent. The veils, if asked, would blame their movements on the unevenness of erratic breezes.
“But my love, it’ll be so easy to change the used cloth in his pot. I was raised this way and I turned out just fine. It’s tradition.”
Staff eyes rolled and wondered when the Master Djinn was going to leave off on his teasing and break out in laughter of his own at the prank he was pulling on his Dick. Infant djinn emerged fully house trained. If anything you had to watch that they didn’t flush themselves thinking it a great amusement to ride on the swirling water.
A large ZAP could be heard from beyond the veils. Dick waddled out of the bedroom area, throwing the words that he was going to work over his shoulder as he walked out of the entrance. Two hours later a slightly fuzzy Kain emerged, his coloring fluctuating on and off. More than one staff member had to jerk his eyes away to maintain professional decorum from being abandoned. The Master Djinn’s Dick was getting better at his strobe spell. They wondered how the Master was going to present the very real need for after the baby djinn was born. Infants did like to try sneaking back into their first container when waking from bad dreams. They had to learn that loving parental arms were much better but until they did a cockring was the only answer to preventing a parent finding himself re-pregnant in the morning.
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Date: 2010-09-26 07:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-26 04:00 pm (UTC)OMG I just took a closer look at your icon. For some reason I have been seeing sheep with a black and white herd dog assisting. I've seen that video ad. It's hilarious. Want to know how they did it.
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Date: 2010-09-26 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-26 04:07 pm (UTC)That leaves out the problems of the baby being use to containers that are people.. cockrings for the whole staff as sleepwear?
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Date: 2010-09-26 09:12 am (UTC)What meridae said. Everything meridae said. XD
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Date: 2010-09-26 04:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-28 07:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-26 02:07 pm (UTC)..are there Djinns in heaven?
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Date: 2010-09-26 04:17 pm (UTC)There are more spirits in Heaven than Earth, Horatio.
apologizes to Shakespeare
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Date: 2010-09-26 05:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-27 10:12 am (UTC)This is hilarious. Kain!
*dies at the thought of a baby djinn trying to return to his container*
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Date: 2010-09-28 02:21 am (UTC)"Baby djinn trying to return to his container"
Or any person shaped container. Cockrings for everyone until the infant settles into his feelings of inanimate container security.