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Live and Let Jizz
Graffiti City: Cummageddon
Issue 4
LIVE AND LET JIZZ
A slimy white mist has descended over Graffiti City in the days since the Legion of Absolute Domination (L.O.A.D.) filched Abraham’s Testicles, the Wang of Gilgamesh, and the MacCloud Cock Ring. Something wicked lurks behind the clouds, and eerie silence clings like an hour-long-edged orgasm, waiting for the final freakish climax.
But Dr. Kitty Yeow, Sexual Liberation Underground Taskforce (S.L.U.T.) operative, codenamed Punani Tsunami, isn’t in the business of waiting for anyone, man or villain. With her fellow S.L.U.T.s out of commission, she’s the last line of defense against the evil taking over Graffiti City.
When sexy L.O.A.D. villain Rod Johnson, aka the Diddler, pays Punani a visit in her pharmaceutical lab, she takes matters into her own flaps, with a little help from her Hibachi Fire Her Up wand. The resulting gusher from her gash is biblical, but the spray-down of quim-juice doesn’t stop the Diddler.
He wants more. Much more. He wants it all.
As the Diddler and Punani’s mutual attraction explodes, the bionic redneck carny with a zipper-ride-to-die-for challenges everything Punani thought she knew about lust and pneumatics. It’s not until she’s backstabbed, double-crossed, and a couple gallons low on fluids that she discovers a weapon within herself strong enough to take out L.O.A.D.
And it sure as shit ain’t love.
Griffin City is drowning, motherfuckers. Long live Graffiti City.
Issue 4
LIVE AND LET JIZZ
A slimy white mist has descended over Graffiti City in the days since the Legion of Absolute Domination (L.O.A.D.) filched Abraham’s Testicles, the Wang of Gilgamesh, and the MacCloud Cock Ring. Something wicked lurks behind the clouds, and eerie silence clings like an hour-long-edged orgasm, waiting for the final freakish climax.
But Dr. Kitty Yeow, Sexual Liberation Underground Taskforce (S.L.U.T.) operative, codenamed Punani Tsunami, isn’t in the business of waiting for anyone, man or villain. With her fellow S.L.U.T.s out of commission, she’s the last line of defense against the evil taking over Graffiti City.
When sexy L.O.A.D. villain Rod Johnson, aka the Diddler, pays Punani a visit in her pharmaceutical lab, she takes matters into her own flaps, with a little help from her Hibachi Fire Her Up wand. The resulting gusher from her gash is biblical, but the spray-down of quim-juice doesn’t stop the Diddler.
He wants more. Much more. He wants it all.
As the Diddler and Punani’s mutual attraction explodes, the bionic redneck carny with a zipper-ride-to-die-for challenges everything Punani thought she knew about lust and pneumatics. It’s not until she’s backstabbed, double-crossed, and a couple gallons low on fluids that she discovers a weapon within herself strong enough to take out L.O.A.D.
And it sure as shit ain’t love.
Griffin City is drowning, motherfuckers. Long live Graffiti City.
125 pages, Kindle Edition
Published September 5, 2017
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Thor Cox
7 books7 followersThor Cox spends his days hunting frost giants in the land of ice and snow. When he’s not slaughtering jötnar, wrestling polar bears in the Svalbard, or carving magical runes from the bones of his enemies, he writes superhero smut.
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March 5, 2018
Oh, Thor, Thor, Thor. You’ve done it again. Where have you been hiding this dirty devious talent?
Enter Kitty Yeow, PhD AKA Tsunami Punami! *rolling on the floor laughing* Her superpower has no equal—this femme fatale is the Mistress of Squirts! That is, she thinks she has no equal . . . until the medicine woman/martial arts specialist comes up against no other than Rod Johnson.
Rod’s alter ego—the Diddler—possesses a prodigious, mechanical, silo-sized cock. He’s part man, part machine, and totally on board with the LOAD’s evil plan.
He may be Kitty’s enemy, but Rod’s johnson is the only dick that can ‘fire her up, up, up’! Forget about Sharknado, because LaLJ has a Queefnado. Live and Let Jizz ends with a massive clash of superhero/supervillain titans at Horny Island Amusement Park, and this time the shady heavies controlled by the Penist take the day.
Wi-choo. Wi-choo. Wi-choo!
The little Rodlets. The nasty sexy carnie perv. Bobbin! The F*ck-U-Bator. Girl-on-girl. Guy-on-girl. Connie and Bunny and Pixie and Trixie!
Love is—um—in the air? As well as the mysterious ‘tepid mist’. And we finally discover LOAD’s origin plan.
Good vs. evil. Oh, it’s So On.
Enter Kitty Yeow, PhD AKA Tsunami Punami! *rolling on the floor laughing* Her superpower has no equal—this femme fatale is the Mistress of Squirts! That is, she thinks she has no equal . . . until the medicine woman/martial arts specialist comes up against no other than Rod Johnson.
Rod’s alter ego—the Diddler—possesses a prodigious, mechanical, silo-sized cock. He’s part man, part machine, and totally on board with the LOAD’s evil plan.
He may be Kitty’s enemy, but Rod’s johnson is the only dick that can ‘fire her up, up, up’! Forget about Sharknado, because LaLJ has a Queefnado. Live and Let Jizz ends with a massive clash of superhero/supervillain titans at Horny Island Amusement Park, and this time the shady heavies controlled by the Penist take the day.
Wi-choo. Wi-choo. Wi-choo!
The little Rodlets. The nasty sexy carnie perv. Bobbin! The F*ck-U-Bator. Girl-on-girl. Guy-on-girl. Connie and Bunny and Pixie and Trixie!
Love is—um—in the air? As well as the mysterious ‘tepid mist’. And we finally discover LOAD’s origin plan.
Good vs. evil. Oh, it’s So On.
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October 8, 2017Just when you thought Graffiti City's heroines and heroes couldn't get any more fucked up ... Dr. Kitty Yeow, aka Punani Tsunami, arrives on the scene. And I'll bet you can't guess what her superhero power is. Hahahaha!
The squirt queen falls in with some shady-as-fuck bastardos, namely Ashtarte, the cunty, titty-licious goddess we met in issue 3 and Rod Johnson, aka the Diddler. He's a redneck carny. With pneumatic hips. And a robot cock. And boy howdy, does he know how to punch Punani's button.
Bring an umbrella for this session. I'd hate for you to put your eye out.
Top notch writing. Unforgettable characters. A filthy city full of raging sex fiends that never sleeps. And damn, only one more issue to go! :-(
The squirt queen falls in with some shady-as-fuck bastardos, namely Ashtarte, the cunty, titty-licious goddess we met in issue 3 and Rod Johnson, aka the Diddler. He's a redneck carny. With pneumatic hips. And a robot cock. And boy howdy, does he know how to punch Punani's button.
Bring an umbrella for this session. I'd hate for you to put your eye out.
Top notch writing. Unforgettable characters. A filthy city full of raging sex fiends that never sleeps. And damn, only one more issue to go! :-(
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