#john says it might be some crossbreed between them?

[the-firebird69]

Some people think that he's not going to grow then people think of he's growing it's so hormone and he can overcome it with power and there's going to be not many people who are truly after it and these girls don't really have it and they don't get it I don't know how to read it and a lot of them people think that they're faking It. Funny I knew about it and she knew how to mostly avoid a lot of mutation through the inbreeding and they're doing it in Germany the only problem is if you avoid it you take out the mutant ninja factors which is not true she said and she said he'd be huge and she thought 15 or 20 she's big too like 8 foot and she'd find other Giants and crossbreed and then have this giant army and she was trying to do it and she got caught by John michelinos and they had a fight and she lost and lost badly went home and she was caught later on in Florida by Tommy f Antonio finish the job and grabbed her and has her still in The matrix and she knows about the stuff and Sandy Wong knows about it he's actually Chinese and she might be gifted but she knew about it and she know how to read it and she's saying it now I know how to read it of course I do and she's saying it long hand. There's some other doctors who are there who are normal Robert Marsh was in the building but he was not at Harvard he was at yale. And Ellie was at BC and several people there like Rick O'Donnell or whatever his name is Robin. And is visited often by Danielle Reyes and they have the DNA I can't even sell it it's horrible and it doesn't want to sell it and applies that you can use it and there's tons of people that say you probably should he's just not really cuz it might make it bad they don't say let me get better later we have problems with that we still do recently so we are going to war with them over it and practically all of them are stupid about it and if he gets bigger it's going to be harder not easier right now it's kind of fatter and they're not very impressed. . He's holding it a nice chunky 255 and they think okay we can do that all day just walking around and he doesn't feel bad and he is strong and his bones are bigger and getting bigger you think it's odd it is a little odd.

Thor Freya

It's pretty big it was a pretty beefy needs to start working out again so it's not so fat and it will start his growth a little bit in the short run but you guys get big and don't work out and your teeny go inside a little it's going to be huge. I don't want him doing the sperm bank thing either and he's not going to do it and he made my dad laugh. He needs to laugh you feel so much money and gambling is better he says it hasn't been winning at all it's pretty boring here now they don't do anything the trapped here this people suck people have to figure that out

Hera

I figured it out it's going to trial tomorrow in 20 hours from now it doesn't show up he's going to jail or prison really and a federal pen usually don't get out everyone's interviewing him he's a plan of trying to put cheese in there you can see it might be happening but we're not really sure and eventually you might get out but he's on the run and things are happening too that's going to keep them away in other words they're losing and diminishing and our estimates go 4 to 5% left tonight including the clones and that would be topside though is the clones are still below but that would be all of the Mohawk above and below including clones above. It's a huge huge number of people but still it's five people out of 100 it'll be a half a person out of 10 really it's one out of 20 roughly that's true that's not many people and also it was said that about 3 to 4% would feel the cities and it's true leaving only one or 2% it might be some more in bunkers but not that much maybe one or two percent but really they're going to evacuate and we think right between tonight and tomorrow to leave just in time for the idiot to go to his arraignment but it is in Florida and it is in Miami and the foreigners don't like him it's going to be a surprise and we think it'll just go to trial and that's what our friend is thinking it has to go to trial people have to look at it he's definitely guilty of having the documents and that has a sentence but it is by jury not by the judge and that's going to be a fight and this whole thing is and today was deplorable those women are idiots and they don't get what he's saying it's an emergency it's all my relatives are there and your relatives are probably there that's not a time to sit there and do some sort of f****** f***** threatening me she got mad for a second and she said it's kind of true no relatives are held prisoner but these assholes sitting on him don't do anything and say they have this wonderful plan I don't crack I mean these people are sick they don't have the caverns which might have the AI they don't have the modules and if you go after the AI it's Tommy who has the caverns and may have subdued their forces and the computer and it's really horrible and she's not stupid so she figured it out and he's trying to explain this is my way to turn threaten people going out to look at my bike and you guys come in and you smear s*** all over the place and she said you're actually right I'm just sitting here looking at people that's what I'm doing and why do you just funny little sky is trying to be dead or something that's going to come back out I mean what's he going to do that Kung Fu Fighting. So you know you're impressible with us walking around all day long stalking her son is going to be in the hospital with a heart attack and epinephrine so we had this huge day today and it was big there are a lot of things happening but mainly it's losses and they sued each other and 50% is very conservative it's going to be a huge deal okay go after them here finally and tonight into tomorrow maybe down to 3% in the general populace and an island and that's not much good idea what they're up to but finally tomorrow something's going to happen is different this is so damn not nuts and s*****

Mac

WE Post now need this out

Thor Freya

Olympus

[stellarsjae]

YKNOW MY WEIRD DUCKS AT THE PARK? NEW WEIRD GOOSE

[themockingcrows]

Cult of the Tainted Rose

This fic is Not Safe For Work As Hell

cw: vaginal fingering, anal fingering, oral sex, anal sex, sex pollen, polyamory, Beta ot4, dubious consent, strap ons, pegging, vaginal sex

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When Jade and Rose decide to combine a scientifically engineered rose specimen with the best of black magics to see what would happen, they wind up with more than they bargained for.

    “You don’t need to be gentle with it, this isn’t something that’s going to fall apart if you touch it! Promise!” Jade said with a hearty smile as Rose investigated the flower in front of her.

    It was gorgeous really, a supple white rose with subtle blue blush to it, deeper near the stem and softest at the tip. The thorns looked razor sharp and the petals soft as clouds, so Rose still hesitated before she reached out to stroke them. They were solid under her fingers, but just as soft as she’d imagined, leaving her to sigh gratefully when the petals didn’t break off into her hand like she feared they would somehow.

    “See? Told ya,” Jade said proudly, dusting soil off her hands and onto the edges of her jeans before she remembered the smock and rubbed there instead. “It’s my best specimen yet! I’m gonna crossbreed it with a lot of others soon to see what it can bring to the gene pool as far as resilience goes. So far not even bugs have been an issue!”

    “...And that’s why you wanted to run the experiment on this one,” Rose concluded as she poked the tip of a thorn cautiously, sucking on her finger right afterwards when it inevitably stung a droplet of blood from her.

    “Precisely. This is the best science can make so far,” Jade said, coming closer to the pot to stroke the flower like a pet, smile fond. “I wanted to see what the best magic can make with that.”

    “I’d hardly say mine is the best magic, especially compared to others,” Rose said with a smirk. “But I’ll take the compliment.”

    Jade leaned over and kissed Rose on the lips, transplanting some of her dark lipstick onto her own mouth before she pulled back. “You’d better take that compliment! Who else would I trust with one of my precious plants?”

    “I’m not responsible if this goes south and kills this sample,” Rose said with pursed lips as she thought. “It’s possible that the spell could sap everything out of it to fuel itself. ...You do have a spare right?”

    “Of course, I’ve got other samples from it, and I’ve already got more seedlings going in the trays,” Jade said, rubbing her mouth finally when she realized the texture felt different. Ignoring the dark smudge on her arm she gestured to the rest of the greenhouse. “We’re going to be doing this indoors, not out here, by the way. I don’t want the other babies to be affected if something goes wrong.”

    “Of course, of course,” Rose said, already going over in her mind what might work. Letting the magic do as it wished seemed to be the best option… though, with dark magics, that could be a bit risky to say the least. “And you just want to see what will happen anyway. There’s no set goal?”

    “Precisely. I just want to see what happens with the best science rose meets Rose’s magic! It’s like a rose squared in a way, just a lot cooler,” she said, smirking at her own joke when Rose herself rolled her eyes. Apparently John wasn’t the only one with a propensity for shitty jokes in that family tree, how could she keep forgetting.

    “Alright then. I think I know how to get this show on the road, shall we head inside?”

    Jade whooped excitedly before plucking up the carefully tended pot and leading the way out of the greenhouse and into the house. The living room seemed to be the best place for this to take place, being the larger room, and should anything go wrong the wooden floors would be fairly easy to clean. Hopefully. Dark magic was a bit hard to plan around sometimes, she just hoped it wasn’t an inky explosion of some kind, unless Jade was secretly hankering for black flooring all at once.

    The flower was placed front and center with prominence on the coffee table, but its proximity to the many other flowering plants in the living room gave Rose pause as she fished her wands out from her bag. “Remember that whole ‘what if the plant gets killed’ thing? What do I do if it goes after these instead?”

    “These can be replaced, even if I’d be a little sad,” Jade said. “They’re mostly garden variety things, the harder to replace things are in the greenhouse already. If these wither.. Well. It’ll free up pots for some NEW plants! It’s a win/win!”

    Rose shook her head but smiled fondly. This was just one of the reasons they all loved Jade so much. She was the only one of them that could keep things growing and alive, the one who could revive plants from the garbage and make them into prize winners in mere months. Her spice garden was unrivaled, and even her mint was carefully controlled. Everything she touched seemed to turn green and colorful with lush blossoms in no time at all… it was quite the power to witness over time, and it was hard to tell if it was the science, the natural green thumb, or the way she gave daily concerts and readings to all of the plants in her care that made them grow so well.

    Had to be the love.

    With her wands ready, Rose took a few steps back and pondered her target once more, trying to clear her thoughts to commune properly. What would the Old Ones do with a plant… It was kind of a thrilling prospect, the more she considered it. “You might want to step back,” Rose warned, “I’m not quite sure what’s going to happen. I’m going to just lash out at it and see what comes.”

    “Waaaay ahead of you,” Jade said, popping up from behind the sofa to give a thumbs up before ducking back down.

    Wetting her lips, Rose turned and grasped her wands more firmly before closing her eyes and breathing slowly in and out, clearing her mind. Listening… listening for the whispers of the old tongues she’d listened to so closely before for answers and guidance. They came to her eventually, cold and dark but comforting, soothing, a hand stroking down her back like a cat being pet as she returned to something that felt like home.

    The stroking didn’t stop there, though. Her mind wandered a bit, the sensitive patting feeling akin to touching the rose earlier. Thoughts intertwined and flickered before she could control it, yonic imagery of the flower overlapping with herself. Rose squared. Someone touching her as she’d touched the rose, touching her sensitive petals, petals that wouldn’t break if you got a little rough. The hand down her back felt like it flitted between her legs when she finally opened her eyes and cast the magic that had accumulated.

    Was it too soon? Too late? Hard to tell, but it felt good to cast this spell. Better than she’d anticipated it would feel to cast after so long of not just letting the magic do as it pleased. She felt powerful in ways she didn’t normally think possible, dangerous, beautiful beyond compare… and when she came to her senses, that all seemed to have been passed on to the flower. It’s soft blue hue looked electric now, stimulated and further bloomed than it had been before, larger. It glowed softly, as if a black light were shining over it from somewhere out of view, ghostly and unnatural yet sumptuously appealing. She wanted to touch it again, to stroke it, to see if it was still as soft as before. Without a second thought, Rose transferred her right hand’s wand to her left and reached the then empty hand out to stroke the petals ever so gently.

    The flower erupted with a soft puff of barely visible pollen the second she touched it, rising high into the air and spreading with the soothing scent of roses and fresh water. Jade popped up from behind the sofa not a moment later, wanting to see what had happened after the flash of light she’d seen go off like a flashbulb so close by.

    “Rose? Did it work? What’s… oh wow,” she said softly, jumping over the back of the sofa to come get a close look, adjusting her glasses. The smell of roses and fresh water was intense, but not unpleasant. It was like a perfume applied to perfectly washed skin, all encompassing and welcoming to partake of. “I’m going to need to take some samples to look at this under the microscope. Magic under a microscope! Can you imagine?” she said excitedly, looking upt to Rose to see her reaction.

    The reaction she caught was Rose lurching towards her to kiss her full on the mouth as if she were starved for it. Jade squeaked, startled, and it was just enough for Rose’s tongue to part her lips and gouge deep. Their breaths both grew ragged within moments, as one thing became abundantly clear: standing still was not an option. Permeated with the scent of roses, Jade reached up to grab Rose by the shirt before yanking her forwards and back, thudding down on the ground on her own back before rolling to pin the blonde down, waves of her long dark hair covering them both as they kissed like life would stop existing should they stop.

    It was an obvious next step to start shedding layers. The only thoughts in their minds were More, Now, Warm, Wet, and Sex. God, the sex. It seemed so important suddenly. The only important thing in the world was to have sex right then, right there, or surely the world would implode. Off went Rose’s shirt before she pulled back from the kiss and abandoned her wands to the side like common sticks to wrestle the larger girl off her and onto her back instead, hands fussing with the front of her jeans even as her hips rocked against the curve of Jade’s well muscled thighs to get a bit of friction underneath her skirt.

    They fought this way till the layers were all off and each was bare as a newborn, winding up face to face on their knees with their legs spread, each with a hand between the other’s thighs, rubbing at the wet slits they found with greedy fingers. Jade had to bend her back slightly to accomodate a kiss, taller than Rose by a good amount, and it made her breasts hang at such a nice level that Rose couldn’t help but break that kiss to feast instead. She teased a nipple with her tongue, with her teeth till it was hard, peppering Jade’s dark skin with her black lipstick in gaudy smudged lines as she went from one side to the other to suckle till she shivered and shook. The wetness on Rose’s fingers became more pronounced as she rubbed, finally urging her to slip a finger inside. When one proved to be insufficient, she placed two inside up to the middle knuckle, gasping when Jade’s larger fingers did the exact same thing without warning.

    The sounds were lewd and wet as they worked out a tempo, Rose’s hand going quicker when it was apparent that was what Jade wanted and liked most, Jade’s going slower when she noticed how hard Rose liked to grind on her palm when she got close to a certain spot inside of her. They shook, finding it hard to stay still, hard to stay in place. This couldn’t last, they needed to keep moving, needed to do more. Needed more.

    Rose was the one who broke position first, removing her fingers from Jade’s entrance and slipping them between her own dark lips while looking up at her with hazy eyes, tongue swirling till everything was clean to give an idea of what she wanted to do. Jade’s hand withdrawing, though hesitantly, at least seemed to be permission enough. Moving forward to put pressure on Jade’s shoulders, Rose pushed her backwards, back towards the couch till she got the picture and stood to go take a seat, shimmying herself to the edge as Rose crawled closer, a hungry demon in disguise ready to pray at the altar of sweet flesh before her.

    Black kiss marks started at Jade’s navel before peppering lower, barely there outlines as the residue finally disappeared over the top of her pubic hair, lower and lower still till her tongue traced the pink nub of clitoris and began to suckle mercilessly.

    It was intense, too much in fact, but Jade wasn’t about to tell her to stop. Instead, she arched her back and gasped, knees splaying wider reflexively as her toes curled, long legs awkwardly hovering in place before Rose reached up and clasped at either side of her thighs and pulled her close. Squeeze all you want, the touch said. Such a pretty pair of earmuffs should be worn with pride.

    With the teasing over, Rose went lower and traced her tongue over the outer edges of Jade’s labia, flatly lapping over the ridges of her inner lips with a groan to get another taste of what had been on her fingers moments earlier. Unable to help herself, she finally slipped her tongue inside and swirled it about, sampling all she pleased, slowing only when she glanced up to check the beautiful view of Jade’s back arched and her mouth open, white, uneven teeth on full display. The moans were delicious as she was, and Rose went back to her task with gusto, one hand slipping down between her own thighs to stroke and rub at herself needily.

    She needed… more. She needed a bit more for this to feel as good as possible. She’d kill for her toys from home, even if it was just the one with  the suction cup. The idea of impaling herself on something large while making Jade cry out and spasm like this was appealing enough that Rose moaned with want, twitching. She came, hard, and focused through the mind numbing effect just enough to keep edging Jade along towards her own release.

    More ambrosia for the greedy blonde, a thumb rubbing at Jade’s clitoris as she suckled and lapped away at her target, but… it wasn’t enough.

    More.

    Needed more.

    The thought was terribly urgent now, and though neither knew it, the same thoughts were running through each other’s minds, carried on the heavy scent of roses and fresh water and the smell of sex.

    More.

    Without a word, Jade stood up like a sleepwalker and wandered nude through her home, up to her bedroom, to rummage for some things while Rose took care of what needed to be done. The caster would be the one to cast this second net. Rose stood up and walked to where her purse lay, her own fluids running down her thighs as she straightened and bent once more, pulling out her phone.

    It’d take two calls.

    No…

    One call.

    One call, and that would be enough.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

    Dave’s phone rang three times before he answered it. He was lounging on John’s couch at the moment, feet up on John himself as if he were a footstool while he played a video game. Badly, by Dave’s standards, but hey who was keeping track aside from him.

    “Sup,” he said, not even checking to see who was calling. Whoever it was had gotten his number correct enough to make the phone ring, so a conversation they would have whether they wanted one or not. He kind of missed the last spam call he got, it had been a good way to waste an hour, talking them into ever entwining circles.

    “Dave?”

    “Rose,” Dave said once he recognized the voice, less confirming who it was but more mimicking her speech pattern in the moment.

    “Dave… are you busy right now?”

    “Define busy, because if by Busy you mean hecklin’ Egbert while he repeatedly beefs it at Mario Kart, then yeah, I’m busy as fuck.”

    “ Shut up, I’m not doing that bad!” came John’s offended voice, reaching behind him with one arm to swat at Dave’s feet, wanting to make him uncomfortable. Talk shit, get hit.

    “Says the guy who’s catchin’ every goddamn banana peel and shell ever released in the game from the first day of release till now, are you even gettin’ time to drive straight or are you just holdin’ the thing for fun at this point.”

    “Ah, you’re at John’s, perfect,” she said. “We need both of you.”

    “Yeah? What for?” Dave asked, fending off John’s slaps with his feet on his chest as he’d finally had enough to abandon his meager chances at victory to deliver a playful onslaught of his own.

    “We need to feed the plants,” Rose said, before hanging up.

    Blinking, Dave held his phone up to look at it, tempted to dial back but not doing so. “...Well. That was fuckin’ creepy.”

    “What’d she say?” John asked, giving up his assault in favor of leaning heavily on Dave’s legs like a counterweight, letting himself be jiggled in place by the press of his feet.

    “That we were needed. That we need to feed the plants.”

    “Uh. And you said that was Rose, right? Was that Rose-Rose or spooky Rose?” John asked, slightly suspicious. They’d been summoned by stranger things before when she was communing or doing rituals, and some of the horror movie side effects had lasting precautionary measures to John’s psyche. Like trying to remember not to freak out if your friends pupils and irises disappear because startling sounds can cause the shrieks of the damned in response.

    “It sounded like normal Rose. Besides, she was just goin’ to hang at Jade’s today, right?” he asked, gently easing John closer to his body by letting his leg bend to his chest, carefully controlled movements making his muscles burn in a pleasant way. “No need for spooky Rose if she’s just chillin’ there.”

    “Mmm.. yeah I guess… But why would they need us to help feed plants? Doesn’t Jade usually have that on lockdown?”

    “Maybe she’s got some new range of babies that eat raw steak for lunch and need some extra hands that don’t mind gettin’ chewed on a bit to feed’em.”

    “I’d mind getting bit, fuck you!”

    “Aw, poor John, afraid of gettin’ nibbled on by plants with puppy teeth,” Dave crooned, pressing John bodily backwards again with a grunt till he got the picture and stood up on his own power. “C’mon, let’s boogie and see what’s up. I’m curious now.”

    The game chimed with the sound of other players victories, making John sigh and turn his system off. Not like he’d had a chance at that point anyway, but man it still sucked. “Okay, okay, let me just get my keys..,”

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

    Neither was sure what to expect when they went to Jade’s place. The lights were on, but low from the outside, and the air smelled strange. Pleasant, but strange, more flowery than usual. They assumed Jade must have gotten some new plants after all,  or something somewhere was in full bloom out of view, and knocked on the door.

    And again.

    And again.

    With no response, John tried the knob and found the door unlocked, letting himself in. “She won’t mind, especially if Rose called us over,” he reasoned.

    “Yeah I gue- Jesus H Fuckin’ Christ, can you smell that?” asked Dave, giving a soft hoot of disbelief, fanning in front of his face once they stepped inside. “It’s like the place got dipped into the flowery section of Bath’n Body Works.”

    “Yeah, hah. Maybe the smell’s from the plants that need… fed,” John trailed off as they closed the door and wandered inside.

    There were many things that the duo expected to see when they rounded the entryway corner and made it into the living room, but the scene before them was not one of them. Rose and Jade, both nude, were quite busy on the back of the sofa. Rose was bent over the back edge of it, bracing herself, legs spread into a wide stance as Jade fucked her senseless from behind with what looked like one of her larger strap ons. It made for a gorgeous picture really, Jade’s hair wild and unkempt, her hips working like clockwork, breasts bouncing from the force of impact, long legs bent to accommodate Rose’s shorter stature. One hand was pressing the back of her head down, long fingers clenched in her hair to keep her in place, with her free hand held her hip. A sharp slap rang out as she raised it and thwacked the side of Rose’s ass hard enough to leave another red outline of her hand. Beyond them, on the coffee table, sat the most gorgeous flower either of them had seen, and all around in the air the pollen was already starting to work.

    “Should... Should we leave? Are we interrupting?” John asked obliviously, red in the face and gesturing back towards the door with one baffled hand. Dave, beside him, was taking his phone out and snapping a picture to commemorate the moment. It wasn’t a selfie, but it’d join the others from other times they’d all fooled around nonetheless. What a nice album of memories.

    “Nice.”

    “Dave!”

    “What.”

    Groaning quietly, John looked back towards Jade and Rose, only to find them separating and focusing their attention on them. Rose was wobbly on her feet and thoroughly wrecked, but she still had a hungry look in her eyes that made John feel harder than he’d already been when she came closer. Jade, still wearing her good strap, smirked and made a beeline for Dave’s side. Maybe it was just the girls, maybe it was the pollen in the air, but it took little effort for Rose to lead John’s large frame closer to the couch and get his belt off and even less for Jade to grasp Dave beneath the arms and practically carry him over as well.

    Layers were shed with efficiency due to four pairs of hands helping. As the pollen took stronger effect and the scent of roses became overwhelming, Dave found himself tugging John down for a messy kiss between items being tossed this way and that, grunting when he felt Jade slip up behind him and yank his hair to tip his head back. She leaned and kissed him upside down instead, playfully pressing the tip of her dick against the crest of his ass as she pressed her breasts against his shoulders, free hand reaching down to grab him by the cock. A promise of things to come.

    Rose, meanwhile, had slipped behind John and was already working both hands around his dick, stirring it the rest of the way to life. John wasn’t able to stand still. More. Need. Want. Sex. Wet. Now. The same string of thoughts that had been rushing through Rose and Jade’s minds for the last hour and a half was trailing through John and Dave’s thoughts, the plant knowing damn well what it wanted. What all the plants in the living room, now infected, wanted. What Rose had wanted when she cast her spell. Almost frantically, John sat down on the couch and reached for Rose’s waist, lifting her up and setting her down on his lap, groaning when she didn’t waste a second, spreading her legs and sliding down around his cock like a tight fitting glove. Jade had really done a number on her from the feel of it, she was wetter than he’d ever seen her and already starting to bounce in place, hands resting on his shoulders.

    Jade, thankfully, had brought lube with her when she brought the strap downstairs, knowing the boys would need it once they arrived. She made use of it now, steady fingers teasing Dave’s ass open as she leaned him against the back of the sofa where Rose had been minutes before, opposite of where she was now. His hands sought hers on John’s shoulders, fingers lacing as he leaned forwards, trying to catch her lips as she moved, failing to do much more than catch her splotchily marked lips as they passed by. She slowed her rise and fall on John’s lap and rose up onto her knees to kiss him instead, prompting John to grasp her hips and start fucking upwards from below, letting her stay steadier save for fleeting bobs of her breasts and head.

    It was appreciated. At least until Jade finished her fingering and started to gently work the toy into place. It was a size Dave had taken before many times, the familiar toy roughly the size of John’s dick, but it’d been a while since they’d been this desperate for it. Impatient. Needy. Dave shifted his weight from side to side as Jade slowly worked in inch by inch, backing out enough to let the lube spread more before pushing inside further each time. Soon she’d bottomed out and leaned forwards to kiss up Dave’s back, biting the back of his neck ferally when she rocked her hips back and slammed them forwards the first time.

    Jade followed Dave’s moans like directions, angling their bodies this way and that till they found the perfect angle for his prostate, hammering at the internal ridge mercilessly as Rose had attacked her clit earlier. When his legs buckled and tried to give out suddenly, she hefted him back up and braced him in place, one hand stabilizing on the couch and the other gripping his pale hip hard enough it left the imprint of finger marks and soft ridges from the tips of her nails.

    Both blondes were a mess of moans, hair in their eyes, sweat on their brows as their lovers worked them over. ...Yet it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough when Rose forced herself lower as John came, clenching tightly around him as she finished  again. It wasn’t enough when Dave gasped and painted a few patches of the wooden floor white and panted for breath.

    It wasn’t enough, not for the plants. The plants wanted More. Wanted Now. Wanted Sex. Wanted Wet. Wanted Hard. John, Dave, Rose and Jade wanted More, Now, Sex, Wet, Hard.

    More.

    More.

    The pollen wasn’t satisfied.

    Rose peeled herself off John’s lap when Jade pulled out of Dave and let him walk on wobbly legs to the front of the couch, following him with the eyes of a predator as he took over Rose’s position like a changing of the guard, slipping down readily onto John’s still achingly hard cock, still plenty wet from his earlier release and Rose’s fluids. A few bounces was as far as he got before Jade was stopping him and pushing him forwards against John’s chest, trying to fit against him like a puzzle piece. The tip of the toy probed at him, demanding entrance, though he was unsure if it was even possible when something was already within him. Rose crouched behind Jade and helped to steady the cock as it repeatedly attempted to gain purchase, her other hand reaching up to knead at one of her full breasts before trailing touches down her lipstick marked torso and abdomen, the worked up sweat making for a nice texture when she scratched gently with her nails before dipping lower to finger her encouragingly.

    Jade and John traded positions a few times, one entering and pounding away before withdrawing and allowing the other into place, working him open more and more as he relaxed… before finally they were able to, gently, accomplish it. John hissed air when he felt Jade’s toy against his dick, the warm pressure around him almost too intense to handle. Rose had scootched aside and climbed up onto the couch, alternating between kissing John and Dave’s breathless mouths as Jade slowly began to move for the both of them, rubbing sensually against John’s cock every time she pushed inwards, rocking Dave further forwards onto John every time she pulled back. She fingered herself busily and groaned at the sight as Dave shook and shivered, dick already spilling against John’s stomach. The brunette wasn’t far behind, grunting as he came, Jade pulling out to discard the soiled toy and strap. Among the items she’d gathered was a washcloth, and she wasted no time in throwing it onto John’s lap the second it was empty, Dave rising as if in a trance to follow Rose’s lead to the floor.

    The blondes tussled for control of the situation, unsure of who was going where for a hot minute, before Dave finally got Rose on her side and sank his dick into her wetness, hefting one of her legs up to improve the angle till she cried out.

    John, still on the couch and feeling light headed, didn’t get much reprieve between the call of the flower and the beckoning crook of Jade’s finger from the other side of the flower. He washed himself off before rising to follow her call, sinking down to his knees before her when she settled back and parted strap marked legs before him, a goddess in her own right. Her tangled hair fell wildly around her shoulders now, framing her flushed face as she stretched and arched her back showily.

    Not able to resist, John lowered down to get a taste of her as Rose had earlier, nose deep in pubic hair and happy as a clam as he feasted, licking and suckling ways he knew she liked till she tugged his hair and pulled him up.

    Oral was good and fun, but after that long wearing the strap, she needed something substantial to work against to get off again.

    More.

    Now.

    The plants demanded everything they had to give and more.

    Dave and Rose continued to cry out as they writhed on the floor across from them, while John scooted up as Jade demanded and aligned their bodies, finding it easy to slip inside of her. Unlike when playing with the blondes, they were about the same size, making it easier to be a little rough with how they moved with one another. John stayed still for a moment to catch his breath before starting to roll his hips in place, trying to find the best angle he could. When it wasn’t quite feeling right, he pulled back briefly and lifted Jade’s legs, bending her in just such a way that her legs were hooked around his forearms at the knee, deepening the angle substantially and letting him sink in as deeply as possible with each thrust. Jade’s pleasured cry was a good enough indicator for him as he muffled her with a kiss, working his hips like a piston, rocking her against the wooden floor as he braced with his hands.

    The effects of the plant lasted well into the night before finally, blissfully, the magic link was broken and the rose wilted, the taken energy more than enough to fulfill the obligations of the cast spell and then some. So, too, did the rest of the plants in the living room wilt.

    Jade and Rose were a tangle on the floor, Rose with her face against Jade’s breasts and one hand flung out to the side as she panted shallowly. Dave and John were beside them, arms wrapped tight around each other as they panted dazedly.

    “...What… the fuck… was that…” Dave eventually got out when he could think. Well, when he could think of anything aside from the fact his balls must be raisins by now and how walking was going to be off the menu for the day. Maybe the entire weekend. Sorry boss, sick day, can’t walk. Why? Doesn’t matter, mind your business, can’t walk.

    “...I think I made a miscalculation with a spell,” Rose said, not lifting her head, words coming out slurred.

    “The plants’re dead,” Jade confirmed dazedly, squinting. Where had her glasses gone? When had they gone anywhere? Things were cloudy and some details hard to remember. She reached out to pat John on the hip comfortingly. “You alive?”

    “Barely,” he groaned. “Ugh. My head… At least it doesn’t smell like roses anymore.”

    “Yeah,” Rose chuckled.

    “...Now what,” Dave asked, looking up at the ceiling. Weirder things had happened before somewhere surely, best to just take these kinds of things in stride. At least it had happened with people who were already his partners instead of a group of strangers, right?

    “Wanna get pizza?” Jade asked. “I’m starving .”

    “Do I have to move or put on pants,” John asked. “I think my everything is broken.”

    “Rock paper scissors for who answers the door,” Rose suggested with a tired grunt, her own stomach suddenly realizing it was painfully in need of fuel.

    “You’re on,” said Dave. “Prepare to lose.”

    They supposed, all tangled up on the floor, sticky from several different sources and covered in sweat, that this would at least make a funny story someday. For now though, they took solace in one another for the experience, ate too much pizza, and eventually limped their way to the shower in pairs before retiring to Jade’s oversized bed for an impromptu sleepover. Their dreams were deep and blissful, their sleep regenerating, and their bond was stronger than ever before.

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What are the best and  cheapest 1More ANC Noise Canceling True Wireless Earbuds in 2020?

We examine items individually, yet we might gain associate payments from getting web links on this web page. Regards to usage. Apple actually aced the mix of energetic sound termination (ANC) and also real cordless layout in the AirPods Pro, yet at $249, they're much from affordable. At $199.99, the 1More Real Wireless ANC In-Ear Earphones are substantially much less costly, yet they fall short to supply an audio experience that matches the pledge of their dual-hybrid-driver layout. The audio noises scooped and also squeezed sometimes, as if the high-frequency well balanced armature isn't fairly tuned to match the vibrant bass motorist's action. It refers preference, yet it's an oddly intense audio trademark, despite having respectable bass deepness. Include in this just respectable ANC efficiency, and also you're far better off investing a lot more on the AirPods Pro. Layout The earphones are readily available in black, with a carbon fiber outside on the earpieces and also a matte black, pill-shaped billing instance with a flip-top cover. The earpieces get on the beefy side, and also with factor-- not just does it aid for an extra safe fit, yet each earpiece houses a crossbreed dual-driver variety: a well balanced armature for the highs and also a vibrant motorist to supply low-frequency deepness. You additionally obtain a variety of eartip alternatives, 7 sets in all in numerous sizes and shapes, along with 4 sets of earfins/sleeves that aid with healthy safety. In screening, we located the fit to be comfy and also the earpieces remained in area over long paying attention sessions.

True Wireless Earbuds ANC in January of 2020

A touch-sensitive control board outside of either earpiece manages ANC, which we'll go over in the following area. For the remainder of the controls, there are little switches, one on top of each ear. A dual faucet on either plays or stops songs, while a solitary faucet on the left decreases quantity and also on the ideal elevates quantity. Pushing and also holding the ideal switch misses onward a track, while the left switch browses in reverse a track. It's weird that the only feature of the touch-sensitive panel is for ANC, yet odder still that a dual faucet controls playback (this normally misses onward a track on a lot of earphones) and also a hold regulates track navigating (this normally summons your voice aide). The guidelines claim that 3 clicks (when songs isn't playing) summons your tool's voice aide, yet we had irregular outcomes with this feature. Playback is instantly stopped when the earpieces are gotten rid of from your ears. Positioning the earpieces back in does not instantly shock you with whatever you were paying attention when you took them out, though if you desire it to, you can make it possible for automated playback in the application. The 1More Aide application (for Android and also iphone) permits ANC control, yet absolutely nothing you can not currently do simply by touching on the earpieces. There's no EQ in the application, which is a missed out on possibility. Inevitably, it appears rather unneeded for anything aside from firmware updates.

What kind of magnets ANC Wireless Earbuds  Have?

The instance has magnets that get hold of at earpieces in numerous various placements, and also the earpieces resemble they could suit a selection of means in the beginning look, which can make points irritating. Along with the eartips, a USB-C billing cord of charitable size and also a drawstring lugging bag are consisted of. 1More approximates battery life to be about 5 hrs, or 6 hrs with the ANC off, yet your outcomes will certainly additionally differ with your quantity degrees. The battery instance lugs an approximated 18 added hrs of battery life. Efficiency The earphones supply satisfactory energetic sound termination.

The earpieces do an excellent work of removing low-frequency roll like you listen to on aircrafts and also trains, yet they include a really obvious high-frequency hiss, and also do little to shut out higher-frequency sound like individuals chatting or keying close by in a workplace. There are 2 ANC settings you can switch over in between making use of the touch panel on either earpiece. The initial is exceptional at removing the lows yet mainly ineffective for removing any kind of greater regularities. The 2nd setting tamps down mids somewhat, yet permits the lows to travel through. The ANC does not appear to transform the audio trademark visibly. For audio efficiency, on course with extreme sub-bass web content, like

The Blade's "Quiet Yell," the earphones supply strong bass visibility with a lot of high-mids and also highs in the mix too. It's a bass-forward, yet reasonably well balanced, audio trademark. Costs Callahan's "Drover," a track with much much less deep bass in the mix, offers us a much much better feeling of the TWS ANC's basic audio trademark and also points are, well, odd. The drums on this track audio all-natural and also complete, not greatly improved neither slim. Callahan's baritone vocals, remarkably, appear even more intense than abundant or improved in the lows. We additionally listen to a lot more tape hiss than we normally do, and also the acoustic strums have an added high-mid visibility to them. To put it simply, this is an intense audio trademark on course that do not include a severe deep bass visibility. On Jay-Z and also Kanye West's "No Church in bush," the kick drum loophole obtains a lot of forming in the highs.

This presses the plastic snap and also hiss, normally behind-the-scenes, especially onward. The drum loophole's strike is punchy, and also this is an intense, in-depth audio. The sub-bass synth strikes that stress the beat are supplied with strong deepness-- absolutely nothing that bewilders the mix, yet sufficient press to offer the track a little rumbling. The vocals are supplied with strong quality yet some especially included sibilance. Put simply, there's solid bass, yet also more powerful highs-- and also the high-mids and also highs can appear formed to an unusual level sometimes, stressing the incorrect arrays and also advancing hiss and also sibilance. Component of this is the nature of a well balanced armature motorist-- it can supply a lot more high-frequency information.

Yet that calls for mindful adjusting to make sure that points do not appear pinched, toned, or scooped. Instrumental tracks, like the opening scene from John Adams' The Scripture According to the Various other Mary, audio crisp, intense, and also have a charming splendor to them below. This is maybe one of the most clear, all-natural style via the earphones, yet forming in the highs is still evident. Actually, it's clear that there's a motorist for the bass, a motorist for the highs, and also the mids really feel a little bit dug. The crossbreed motorists are an excellent suggestion, yet the implementation has actually caused an odd audio audio trademark doing not have in the mids. The mic deals inadequate intelligibility. Making Use Of the Voice Memos application on an apple iphone 8, we can hardly listen to the recording. The mic signal is weak, and also past that experiences normal Bluetooth distortion. It's not tough to envision customers not having the ability to recognize you, specifically if your mobile signal goes to all endangered. Verdicts We like the suggestion of twin crossbreed motorists, yet a rather odd audio trademark and also just respectable ANC make it tough to offer the

Real Wireless ANC In-Ear Headphones high marks

For $50 even more, the AirPods Pro prosper in nearly every location these earphones battle-- the sound really feels a lot more well balanced, the ANC is substantially more powerful, and also the on-ear controls are even more instinctive. And also if ANC isn't an essential, there are numerous exceptional alternatives to take into consideration, from the $180 Jabra Elite 75t to the $80 Soundcore Freedom Air. So whether you  want to invest essentially than 1More's asking rate, the lower line is that you can do far better. 1More Real Wireless ANC In-Ear Earphones (EHD9001TA) reasonable Profits: The 1More Real Wireless ANC In-Ear Earphones make use of twin crossbreed motorists in each ear, yet the audio outcomes and also sound termination are much less excellent than the rate needs. Leading Comparisons1MORE has actually introduced its brand-new Real Wireless ANC In-Ear Earphones including twin motorists, 2 degrees of noise cancellation, pass-through mode and wireless charging are now ready to start shipping to customers. The True Wireless ANC earbuds from 1MORE are the first of its type to be pending THX certification which proves the company's commitment to provide affordable high-end audio products to consumers, with features such as dual drivers and active noise cancellation, inside a luxurious package. "The 1MORE team is thrilled to be expanding not only our true wireless headphone line up, but also our Dual Driver ANC series of products as well," says Patrice Chen, 1MORE USA CEO. "Combining premium sound and a competitive price point makes this product appealing to not only audiophiles, but anyone looking for a best-in-class true wireless headphone."

1MORE's True Wireless ANC company's third product

1MORE's True Wireless ANC earbuds are the company's third product pending THX certification, that offer customers an entertainment experience designed to match their needs.

The True Wireless ANC headphones are equipped with one dynamic driver and a balanced armature to produce full range audio detail in a compact earbud package. Pass-through mode allows ambient noise to filter through to the user, meaning they stay aware of their surroundings, while hybrid active noise cancelling provides comprehensive microphone noise cancellation over a broad range of frequencies. The 1MORE True Wireless ANC earbuds also include Bluetooth 5 technology for seamless aptX and AAC transmission via Android and iOS devices. Six hours battery life (ANC on) or 22 hours total from a full charge and can be recharged to provide 2 hours playback in just 15 minutes. The 1MORE True Wireless ANC earbuds are available to purchase from the 1MORE website store and via Amazon now for $199.99. Discuss on our Facebook page HERE. KitGuru says: The appearance of the 1MORE True Wireless earbuds certainly look high-quality. What do you guys think of these new wireless earbuds from 1MORE? Would you be tempted to splash the cash on these? Become a Patron!Using a multi driver design, the 1More True Wireless ANC earbuds include one dynamic driver and one balanced armature to produce "stunning detail and full sound in a compact package" say their creators. The 1 More True Wireless ANC headphones are now available to purchase directly from the official website and official online retailers worldwide

"The 1MORE team is thrilled to be expanding not only our true wireless headphone line up, but also our Dual Driver ANC series of products as well," says Patrice Chen, 1MORE USA CEO. "Combining premium sound and a competitive price point makes this product appealing to not only audiophiles, but anyone looking for a best-in-class true wireless headphone." Features of the 1More active noise cancelling in-ear headphones include-- Hybrid active noise cancellation with one feedforward mic and one feedback mic that allows the end user to have much more comprehensive noise cancellation through a broader range of frequencies.-- Surrounding Awareness via Pass-through mode lets in ambient noise, so users are able to stay aware of their surroundings while walking down a crowded city street.-- Latest Qualcomm chipset and Bluetooth 5 technology allows seamless aptX and AAC transmission compatible with Android and iOS devices.-- Headphones can be charged via type-c port or wirelessly using a Qi compatible wireless charging pad. A multi-functional button is also included on each earbud along with G sensors for touch controls that allows for control over ANC, song selection, volume, phone calls, and voice assistance.-- Battery Life + Fast Charging: Users can enjoy 6 hours of battery life (5 with ANC on) on a full charge, and 22 hours of total battery life with the included portable charging case that provides three additional full-length charges. Fast charge capabilities are also included, where users can charge for only 15 minutes to get an additional 2 hours of use.-- Pending THX Certification: THX engineers conduct hundreds of scientifically-formulated tests to ensure the highest audio standards are met. These tests include frequency response, channel balance, cross-talk, THD, and polarity. Source: TPU Filed Under: Gadgets News, Top News Latest Geeky Gadgets Deals

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Douglas Cole’s The Gold Tooth in the Crooked Smile of God

You work the word 'beauty' into several poems in The Gold Tooth in the Crooked Smile of God, including in one piece where you list beautiful things. Interestingly abstract word for a down-to-earth collection. How would you define beauty, and how would you say it makes its way into your work?

My first thought is John Keats’ definition: “beauty is truth, truth beauty…” I know the things I list in that poem you mention might not be what most people think of as beautiful, but they’re truth and that is beautiful to me. True, as in that’s what happens in life. And that’s how I understand Keats’ definition: beauty is everything, everything in life, everything that is amazing and that we imagine, as well as everything tragic and quickly slipping out of reach…it’s all beautiful. Beauty is accepting truth, accepting life as is. Once you accept truth, accept life, it all becomes beautiful. And accepting truth is seeing that everything simply is, so, it’s neither ugly nor beautiful, really, and that way of seeing is beautiful. Because think about it, Keats wrote that poem (“Ode on a Grecian Urn”) knowing he was dying, knowing that he would not live to be with his love or create his art, but from that place he could still look at the world and say….beautiful. I agree with that stance. I sense a theme in your writing that life will still be okay, even when it feels mediocre rather than glorious. Such as in the piece about the man's garage, and another where the speaker urges someone who feels like a failure to 'sit down and have a drink/you've got all of us.' Would you say this is accurate?

Well, if you accept the truth that the world simply is and that we apply our judgments of good and bad and beautiful and ugly, yeah, it’s always okay. I mean, it just is, so it’s okay. What does the title 'The Gold Tooth in the Crooked Smile of God' mean to you? How do you choose titles?

I had other titles in mind for a while, a lot of them involving the idea of a carnival, like life is this carnival you get tricked into with wild rides and lights and sounds…yet it’s a little bit of a sham. Then that phrase popped into my head, lifted and altered from the film Searching for the Wrong Eyed Jesus, which is about a guy looking for beautiful music and stories in a gothic south and a bizarre world. I could identify with that. Then the image unfolded nicely: the crooked smile, god’s crooked smile as though god fooled you into being born (hence it’s crooked), god with a gold tooth like a gangster, a charlatan. But gold is also the alchemist’s symbol of enlightened being and purity, so it works nicely, a little ironically, and goes back to beauty being found in the strange… I didn’t do a whole lot of analysis about it, though. Most of these thoughts are after the fact. I liked the ring of it, the image. But it works on these other levels, too, I suppose. I probably shouldn’t even say what I think it means. I don’t know. How do you transition from poetry to prose? Do you work on both poetry and prose manuscripts at the same time? How do you know when a particular idea should be a story or poem?

Yes, I do work on both at the same time, but there’s no real conscious transition involved in going between them. I don’t really see them as all that different. The effort is about the same, the issues are pretty much the same—hook into the language. And I don’t really work from ideas to form, like have an idea for something and then figure out if it’s going to be a poem or a story. I mean, if it’s going to be a story, I see a story, a movie. But then again poems are often little movies in my mind, too. But the poetry is a little more liberated because it doesn’t have to be a story. It can be more associative, more snap-shot. I think a story has to at least move as a narrative the reader can inhabit, so I slow down to describe a scene or listen to dialogue. And I like a story that feels natural and real but also has the hint of the strange, the not quite right, even the poetic… But essentially, I don’t really see big boundaries between poetry and prose. They both come from music, language, and I just go with it. Some of your poems, particularly in 'The Blue Island' are quite the long, rambling ride! (In a completely positive sense, of course!) Do you know or plan how long a poem will be in advance, or do the lyrics overtake you?

I don’t plan a lot ahead of time, make an outline or anything. They come as they are, as what I’m seeing at the time. In revision, though, I might start to structure things, especially with a longer poem, as I discover patterns. But even with a narrative, which the longer ones often are, I really want the language to have an aural beauty, to sound graceful, to travel through the mouth easily…but always as a journey of some kind. Always like a good strong dose of mind opening organic chemistry… I notice an occasional nod to spirituality, particularly Buddhism, in your pieces. Would you say that a spiritual aesthetic informs your work?

Well, Buddhism fits pretty closely with the way I see the world, and I have read and studied it quite a bit, so I’m not surprised you see that. But I’m never out to preach a message. I’m more interested in experience. Politics, religion, social justice…if those things are happening in the story or the poem it’s really just because I’m embedded in a time and place. But I’m wary of writing with an agenda. I think that limits the experience and leads to timely but ultimately temporarily valid art, which might put me outside of the herd. I know a lot of writers and poets feel that writing should serve a social purpose. I guess I just want to entertain. Step right up! Well, maybe not just that. I think my writing is a byproduct of trying to see a bigger reality than the one we’re limited to through the historical facts. Although, the facts, the imagery, the people and the events are doorways…

What's your writing process? How do you develop, craft and revise a poem?

Write a lot, publish little? I find it a pleasant way to spend my time. I’d be up to no good, otherwise. So I do it, then something might stand out, like a bit of gold in a panhandler’s dish. And I follow it. I write by hand, usually, first, just because I love the freedom of it. No rough technology necessary! Then, if I like something, I type it up and start to evolve it. Stuff crossbreeds. A poem might influence a story, a story might fall back into a poem…it’s a discovery. I just keep opening the doors.

The Gold Tooth in the Crooked Smile of God is available here from Unsolicited Press.