Necro Chicks… just what is up with these hot dead-loving bitches?
I wish I could understand them… the one thing I know is, they are totally fucking hot for me. I can’t even help that shit. I don’t lead them on or anything. I’m just laying here, minding my own business and BAM!!!! – This Necro has all mounted on me and is felatiating my rotting Johnson.
It’s not just that Necros love dead people… that is obvious in itself. These Necro bitches love ME… Chokehold. If there was a room full of corpses, like me and 100 others… and suddenly a bus full of Necros pulled up – you’d think they’d have some sort of Wild Orgy with all the dead guys, right? WRONG. All of them want me. Once they see me decaying here they flock over… they form a fucking LINE! A line… do you hear me? They actually wait their turn to fuck me. Even though there are 99 other dead bodies laying around on the floor. They don’t even warm themselves up with the other corpses… they save it all for me.
I admit, I am very flattered by it… but please… I get tired sometimes. I’ve been set on fire, I’ve been dragged around, chewed on by dogs… that Ashlira ho even likes to go a round or two with me every once and a while as well. I’m a tired dead man. Damn tired.
Don’t get me wrong. I love fucking Necros as much as the next dead Slammer. God I love to feel a warm, Necro body against my cold, cold dead flesh. But 24-7? That ain’t fun. I swear my bone is about to break the fuck off. Excuse my language… being dead makes you a little bitter.
I bet you think it would be fun to be fucked by Necros all the time… don’t you? Sure it is at first. It always seems like you’d just want to have sex all the time. You imagine it – “damn… wouldn’t it be great if I could have sex all day?!” The fact is – it is just no fun after a while. If you have it all the time, it loses it’s magic. All things in moderation, I say. Well… I said. Before I fucking DIED!
You know how it is when you jerk of like 12 times a day? Your dick gets all red and sore and tired. Now take that and add DEATH to it. Imagine how painful that is with maggots crawling all over you. That’s right – MAGGOTS. I’m not talking about Lt. Pain here, I’m talking about little bugs crawling all over me.
You’d think those bugs would deter the Necro’s… right? Nope… it’s like they just get hotter and hotter for me. Why couldn’t I be a ghost or something… why a corpse? If I was a ghost… I mean DAMN… have you seen the Ghost bitches? They are HOT! I’m not saying anything bad about the Necro bitches… some of them actually look quite well. But say an ugly-ass Necro comes along… what can I do about that? Nothing. I just have to lay there and take it. If I was a ghost I could spook those bitches away… and have sex with ghost chicks. All the historical and famous bitches are ghosts… they’re all in the prime of their death, with young, beautiful dead looks.
Shit, I heard Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, Helen of Troy, and Marie Antoinette were having some crazy ass lesbian orgy in Ghostland. Yeah… an ORGY… can you believe that? Now that’s where I want to be. Now I admit, Joan of Arc may be a bit young… but that’s how I like them. You know Chokey likes em’ fresh.
But that isn’t the point… the point is these Necro bitches. They really cramp my style. Now excuse me, I’ve got to decompose.
