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The weather at Amity Park was anything but nice this blustry Febuary day. The temperature outside had to be below freezing and with the wind blowing, it might be even lower. But this wasn’t a problem for Sam Mancin. She was warm and cozy inside her mansion. In fact, she was surrounded by steam inside her bathroom. She had just filled her tub up with hot water and bubble bath, lavender scented of course. She slipped her towel off and sat in the hot water. Her tense mustles soon relaxed. She reached over and pushed play on her cd player that she kept in thier. The song that played was Stay My Baby. It was her favorite song to sing when she thought about her best friend, Danny.
“Summer love isn’t ment to be
and it’s only a fantasy, that’s what everyone’s tellin me
Stay my baby
Even though it’s a little rushed
let me know that you’ll keep in touch
cause if you don’t it’ll hurt too much
stay my baby
tell me right now
how it’s going down
Everything will be ok, everything will be alright
I know that i’ll go my way if you stay my baby
i’m never gonna give you up, i’m never gonna have enough
So now till forever, stay my baby.”
Sang Sam. Her beautiful voice echoed though the room. She then felt the temperature in the room drop almost 20 degrees. She saw her breath become frosty and looked around the room and said, “Ok, I know you’re their, so come on out.” she said with a smile. Then, two green eyes appeared in the corner of the bathroom.
“You could always tell when I’m around.” said Danny becoming visable to Sam.
“It’s not hard to figure out. You’re half ghost and when you’re in a closed space, the temperature drops.” Said Sam almost giggling.
“So, what are you here for?” asked Sam as she relaxed (more…)
This is an adaptation of an excellent Danny Phantom Comix “The Song of Lust,” written by Monkey Nutz and penned by Dark DP over at WWOEC. If you haven’t seen it yet, get over to WWOEC dot com and select authors, Dark DP.Good stuff there.That would make this the “novelization” of a computer generated comic.Ain’t Fanfiction(s) great?The Song’s the ThingLate Saturday morning, the first day of Spring break, Maddie Fenton decided a bit of spring cleaning was in order. In the midst of scrubbing, polishing and straightening, the doorbell rang. Jazz Fenton took the opportunity to escape from the basement lab, her moody little brother, Danny Fenton and her frustrated mother, Mattie. Danny’s best friend Samantha, (please, call her Sam), had brought lunch: a large, fresh garden salad with grilled tofurkey and a spinach, portabella-mushroom pizza, topped with warm goat cheese. Finally, and most appreciated, she volunteered an extra pair of hands to help clean up the mess left by their most recent ghost portal backlash.Jazz called Danny and her mother up from the basement where the three Fentons had been working. The family patriarch, Jack Fenton, was off attending the international ghost convention in Saint Helena, the most remote, inhabited island in the world.Maddie, extremely fit at thirty-six for a mother of two, ran splayed fingers through her short, thick auburn hair. The page-boy cut was functional and practical and, incidentally, framed her face nicely. As usual, she wore a blue jumpsuit that emphasized her considerable attributes while at the same time prevented too much jiggle and sway. All things considered, an outfit that left precious little to the imagination.Not for the first time that day she pondered, asking herself, why is my son so stand-offish this morning?The Fentons were not often ope (more…)
I feel compelled to tell any readers that my stories will not be featuring Danny using his powers. While I do view him as a horny teen, I can’t see him using his powers to spy on people. Not to mention the fact that he’s not going to be called away to fight ghosts while he’s boning someone. Just sayin’.
Wrong. It was wrong. In every way, shape, and form, God knows it was wrong. But, and God will admit it if He was ever asked, it felt so right. So good.
The perfect crime is not achieved with well timed break-ins to vaults holding millions of dollars. It’s not a well put together kidnapping, or a unsuspected, unsolved murder. The perfect crime is sex.
Not rape. No, never rape. That’s not what this was. It was the furthest thing from it. It was love in it’s purest form, expressed from one boy to his beloved. Rape is aggression, teamed with selfishness. It’s take without give. This was the perfect balance of give and take. Perpetuating itself with the effort of two loving, secretive teens.
But there is one kind of sex, one kind of orgasmic bliss, that is illegal in the United States. Some shudder to think about it. Our two protagonists do, but for different reasons than many. Others have warmed to the idea. Others participate. Others, for instance, like Danny and Jasmine Fenton.
To begin with, Danny is fourteen. He has jet black hair and innocent blue eyes. He’s tall, for a freshman, but scrawny. On the outside, he looks every part of a gawky, shy teenage boy on the brink of adult hood, trying to get control of his raging hormones. On the inside, however…
A man. A man with his spirit on fire for the woman he loves. His heart burns for her. He aches every minute, every second of the day. On the forefront of every thought on his mind, all else taking a very, very low second. His (more…)
Sam’s POV, Italics are her thoughts (you all know me by now, so…) 3:15 PM, Wenesday
“This is your fault, you know.” I said to Danny who was sitting across from me in the Library. we were in Detention. “Sorry, but I really think teachers shouldn’t curse out the students for getting the awnser wrong. ” He replied while folding his arms across his cheast.
“But you didn’t have to get me involved.” I protested.
” is a bitch sometimes.” he muttered.
“how much longer do we have left?” I asked.
“An hour and a half.” he awnsered.
Tucker was lucky he had the flu and is at home, leaving the two of us in the library which now has a second floor that was put in sophmore year.
“Can’t you phase us out of hear?” I asked. He shook his head. “Little mishap with my Dad’s invention, whatever it did, I’m as human now like when I was younger.” he sighed.
“So what do you wanna do?” He asked looking around. “I don’t know, but I’m going Upstairs, maybe find that book that Lancer was talking about.” I said getting up from my Table and walking up the stairs.
Truth is, there is no book, I just want him to follow me.
so that you could do what?
I’m not telling you.
You two hooked up a year ago, now what are you going to do?
Afew minutes later I hear someone coming up the stairs and someone calling my name. “Sam?”
“I’m right here.” I called back from the back of the library, sitting on top of a desk behind two large bookcases, which I moved to give us privacy.
“you okay, baby?” he asked coming closer. I nodded, stood up, and kissed him on the cheek. he smiled and kissed my on my lips, his tonuge begging for my lips to (more…)
“I’m home,” said Danny.
Danny didn’t get a response and Just looked around. He walked into the kitchen and raided the fridge for a soda. He was about to open it until he heard a light squeaking noise. He walked up the stairs and the squeaking got loader only this time moans were added to it.
He spotted that his mothers door was wide open and he peeked into the room and his eyes widened in shock. Maddie was on the bed with her ass in the air and three fingers inside of her pink pussy with her juices running down her legs.
Maddie nearly screamed as she came. “DANNY!” yelled Maddie.
Danny was shocked by this.
“Mom,” said Danny.
Maddie shot up and looked at Danny. Her form sweaty and her large glorious mounds staring at him. She pulled the cover over her naked form.
Maddie was blushing. “Danny! I thought you and your sister had left,” said Maddie.
Danny couldn’t help, but stare at Maddie’s body. “Mom what’s going on.
Maddie thought about it. Danny was a fairly attractive young man and ever since Jack died and even before then she had been so sexually frustrated. If anything she needed a hard dick more then a emotionally strong son. Besides she would have confronted him about his and Jazz’s relationship.
Maddie’s eyes changed and grew lustful. “I was thinking about your hard dick pounding my pussy Danny,” said Maddie as she stood up and walked over to Danny and cupped his crotch
This shocked Danny. “Mom,” said Danny.
Maddie kissed Danny’s neck. “Please call me Maddie and tonight I’m your little slut,” said Maddie.
Maddie grabbed Danny’s shirt and practicably ripped it off him him in her haste. Danny kissed Maddie hard on the lips almost bruising them. Maddie grabbed Danny by his shoulders and pushed him onto the bed. She grabbed his pants and quickly removed them.
Maddie grabbed his cock and started to slowly pump it. Danny moaned. He had no idea his mother… no Maddie was so skilled with her hands. She pumped hard and fast before she grabbed both her breasts and put Danny’s cock between her breasts as she started to suck his cock like she was a vacuum. Danny groaned and blasted his load into Maddie’s waiting mouth. Maddie savored the taste of Danny. Thick and a bit salty, but not bad. Maddie swallowed.
“Not bad, but now my slutty pussy is hungry for your marvelous cock,” said Maddie standing up and putting her hands on the bed. Danny knew what she wanted and got behind her.
Maddie smirked and pushed her hips onto Danny’s cock as he thrust his cock deep into her Maddie throw her head back as Danny started to pound into her relentlessly. Maddie was more of the slo
In the end, when she heard the shower running, she decided she would just call Sam and Tucker after school to see if they knew anything. — — —In the shower Danny turned the water to the highest heat and stood under the steaming water, watching as his skin began to turn red. He wanted to get rid of all the traces of that maniac, but he knew he would never be able to. Almost unconsciously he moved his hand to rest over his stomach, rubbing along raised edges of cuts in his skin. He supposed it made sense for his evil self to want to label what he thought of as ‘his property’ but couldn’t it have been subtler than the name ‘Dark’ carved on his abdomen? Realizing where his hand was he moved it away quickly in disgust before grabbing a washcloth and soap to scrub at his skin. He scrubbed until his skin was raw, and then only stopped because the hot water was running out. Turning off the faucets Danny grabbed a towel and put it as securely as possible around his waist before stepping out of the shower. He then stopped in front of the mirror to look at himself. His normally spiky, almost gravity-defying hair was plastered down around his face. He noticed he was shaking a little and grimaced. His light blue eyes seemed closed off, almost blank and he cold see the beginnings of dark circles under them. …to be continued!
“How badly are you hurt? ”“I-I don’t know. ” Danny answered honestly, trying to assess his pains. He immediately knew where the ache in his lower back and wrists were from, and he was pretty sure he had some sort of bruise around his throat, but his abdomen… Danny almost screamed in shock, and couldn’t hold back a flinch when Jazz touched him on the arm. “Where are you hurt? ” she asked sternly. “Um, m-my-” Danny took a calming, deep breath to stop his voice from shaking, “My ribs hurt. ”“Well let’s see. ” Jazz said, reaching for the hem of his shirt. “No! ” Danny yelled, startling himself and his sister both. “Sorry,” he muttered, “I think I’ll just go check it myself. Take a shower and stuff, yeah? ”“All right. ” Jazz said uncertainly, “But tell me if you need anything. ” Danny nodded and slunk away up the stairs. Sitting alone on the couch Jazz thought about Danny’s behavior. She was sure she could recognize some of his symptoms from her psychology books, but it didn’t all seem to fit. She thought she would have too look through them later. …to be continued!
“This is stupid, there’s nothing wrong! ” Jazz exclaimed to herself and pulled open the door only to jump back with a startled gasp as Danny fell through the doorway. Jazz dropped her keys as she quickly kneeled down to shake her brother. “Danny? Danny! ”Danny whimpered and slowly opened his eyes. “Jazz…? ” he asked before quickly sitting up, then doubling over in pain. “W-where am I? ”“Home, Danny, you’re at home. Jazz had a moment of panic,wondering if Danny had some sort of amnesia. She was ready to run and call the hospital at any time. “Home? But-” Danny cut off, looking around. “You should go sit on the couch. ” Jazz said, helping him up and closing the door before taking him to the couch. She already knew there was no way she was going to school that day. “Are you ok? Do you remember anything? Was it a ghost? ” Danny flinched violently at her last question so she decided to gently pry further. “A ghost? Was it someone I know? ”“No,” Danny said, not meeting her eyes, which made her suspicious. “It was a new guy. He was a little harder to deal with than I thought. …to be continued!