Yet another weird ad for my novels
“Yes, that’s it, Kent…” Professor X’s furrowed brow gets extra furrowed as he intently oversees my mutant power training. “Control it…CONTROL IT…”
“NYAARGH!” My wiener slips away and boi-oi-oings around the Danger Room, smashing and cracking the walls and deck. “God DAMMIT!” I sink to my knees and hammer-fist the floor. “Why have I been cursed with this upcurved girth monster? WHY???”
Jean Grey places a hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay, Kent. We all had trouble controlling our gifts.” She glances at my peen, clears her throat, and flushes bright red. “Yours is…mmm…” She closes her eyes and starts playing with her neck line. “Mm mm MMM…”
“The fuck are you doing???” Wolverine busts in and levels a finger at Jean. “You said his cartoonishly big womb-hammer didn’t turn you on! Jean, we talked about—”
“What are YOU doing???” Cyclops busts in and levels a finger at Wolverine. “Stop trying to fuck my wife! She used to smell good—now she smells like a wad of wet rotten carpet!”
“Whose problem is that, bub?” Wolverine turns around and unsheathes his claws—SHING. “Back the fuck off or I’m gonna shish-kebab that clit you try to pass off as your cock!”
As Cyclops raises a hand to his visor, his lips quiver with rage. Holy fuck—if I don’t do something, these two are gonna kill each other. So I open my eReader to a Kent Wayne novel, activating its mind-bending reality distortion powers. Magic flash.
Control of my wiener—finally! I sweep Cyclops off his feet with the glans, then snake it around his neck and choke him unconscious. Wolverine leaps at the shaft, claws raised—hhrRAAAGHH—but I mushroom-stamp him thrice, whap-pap-papping him into a senseless daze. Then I shloop my headskin onto his face and melt it off by secreting smeg from the folds. He’d probably scream his ass off if he still had a working mouth and brain.
“I said God DAMN!” Jean wipes off drool with the back of her wrist. “Need to get me some a’ that sau-SEEJ!” As she telekinetically flies us off, I start humming the X-men theme from the ’90s animated series. Never thought it would herald a session of hole-widening pleasure, but don’t buy a gift horse when your dick’s getting sucked, or however that saying goes. You know what I mean.
Kent Wayne wins again! HEH heh heh!
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