Frosted: A Frosty the Snowman Erotic Parody

by Rebecca Massey

“Who is the lust demon now, little witch?” “Excuse me?” “I can feel the lust seeping from your pores. And so soon after an orgasm! Tell me, little one, what do you want? What can I do to slake your thirst?”

I am going to melt from the heat of her body, but I will become the happiest blobby, slush puddle that ever existed.

Before turning away, she grabs the ice shaft from my mouth and tosses it out the window. I shout in horror, my eyes going wide and stick arms flailing as I try to catch it. “Why would you do that?” I scream at her, trying to see where it landed. “It obviously isn’t going to fix our problem, and I am not about to sit here and watch you eat an ice dick that I just fucked.” “I wasn’t finished with that!”

“What if I don’t melt? That ice cock held up to your body heat rather well. I might just sweat and never go away. We shall live happily ever after in this little apartment. I think I am going to call you Pookie after you are forced to be my little witchy wife. You can be pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen and bear all thirteen of my demon spawn and we will be happy forever and –” “Damnit! Fuck. Fine, I’ll get your dick.”