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When a PDA is better than a GBA for Gaming
An anonymous reader writes "Conventional wisdom says that it's silly to buy a $300+ PDA to play games when a $100 Game Boy Advance SP is going to be better at it. At the same time, no one says that it's silly to spend $1000+ on a PC to play games, when you can do the same thing with a $199 PlayStation 2. FiringSquad just posted an ASUS PDA review that focuses on some of the games that only a PDA has the horsepower for, and helps readers figure out how to pick out the right PDA."
the goatse guy did!
and i ain't touching it!
Requiem for a Gummi, inspired by The Gummi Bears, written by Celer
Sunni watched the room spin, idly playing with the empty needle still stuck in her arm, until her stomach emptied itself all over the ceiling. Or was that the floor? It was impossible to tell in her current state.
"Come out of there you little bitch!"
Of COURSE it was Gruffi. It was always Gruffi. It was as if he could sense when she was hitting bottom, and liked to sweep in just to remind her that there is always somewhere lower she could go. She sighed and closed her eyes.
"Come out before I bash this door down!" She wouldn't have moved even if she had the energy. Besides, she never bothered to lock her door anymore, it's not like anyone cared about her. Not even that asshole Gusto.
Eventually he realized he could just push the damn thing open instead of shouting. The scowling gummi stood there a moment, silhouetted in the doorway, casting an imposing figure with the sun at his back. It was wasted, as all she could see through her slitted eyelids was two blurry blobs. Occasionally four.
"I knew it. You were snooping around for my stash!" he shouted, looking around the room in disgust. "Look at yourself. You've dipped into your own supply, and look what it got you. That's the first rule, bitch... and the last."
Sunni turned her head to glare at him, and away from the increasingly vile stench emanating from her vomit-soaked pillow. I don't need any lectures from you, she thought, but could only vocalize a slight moan.
Gruffi removed a small vial from his pocket and waved it in her face. "You want some of this? You need some go-juice?" he mocked, chuckling as she suddenly had the energy to sit up and make a wild grab. The purple liquid inside sloshed merrily, taunting her. She didn't want that juice. She NEEDED it. She needed it with every fiber of her being. The dregs she just shot into her veins were useless, only good for staining her yellow fur a telltale purple.
The gummi smiled wickedly. "All you had to do was ask Gruffi for a little hit. Gruffi likes to help those in need." A glint crept into his eye. "But Gruffi has a price, a price you had better be willing to pay." As he spoke, he slipped out of his tunic, making his price throbbingly obvious. He leered at her from the edge of the bed.
Sunni, already on all fours, turned away from Gruffi. "As long as I don't have to see your face," she whispered, but he was already on her. She exited her body for a bit, blocking out what was happening to her physical self and focusing on that sweet sweet rush that would surely be coming soon. Right after Gruffi did, in fact. It was as if her spirit was hovering above the scene, and it was almost comical from that angle. Gruffi's face all contorted, hands on her hips, thrusting away like a little monkey. She watched him slap her ass again and again, saw her yellow fur-covered cheeks turn bright red, but she couldn't feel anything.
It wasn't until he grabbed the back of her head and thrust it into her soggy pillow that she snapped back into reality. She didn't know if it was the lukewarm feeling of liquid against her face, the acrid smell, or the rancid taste that set her off, but she vomited again. She watched it slowly drip down the headboard, fascinated. "You dirty bitch! You dirty little whore!" Gruffi spat, pushing her away in disgust. "At least we shot our loads at the same time. HAH!" He adjusted his green hat.
Sunni turned around, dripping from her mouth and crotch, and grabbed the vial from her tormentor's pocket. Her eyes widened when she realized it was empty. "You aren't worth shit," he laughed. "I needed that just to push me over the edge. I should have given it to you though, a little bouncey-bounce would do wonders with that nice full figure of yours." She raised her fist to slug him but he was already gone.
What? Had she fainted? Blacked out? She couldn't remember. The only thing she could remember was the last time she scored, and where she w
Filthy blackish yellow rotting shit stained teeth with breath that smells like dog vomit. Even wealthy parasites like the royal family have decaying black teeth. Why is that?
Pikachu moaned as he felt his prick being handled by Vixy's small paw. "Ohh... Vixy..."
"So you like that? Well -- tell me how this feels," Vixy kept stroking Pikachu's small shaft, watching him writhe under her soft touch. She bent down and wrapped her small lips around his prick while continuing to stroke his member.
Pikachu stretched his arms out and tried to grip the ground, his small claws making scratching sounds. He opened one eye and watched as she licked the head of his cock while her small paw quickly slide up and down bringing him a unique double pleasure. He began to thrust his hips inwards towards the pleasure, making his body shiver with delight.
Vixy enjoyed the feeling of his hot member pulsing in his mouth as she delicately traced her tongue around slower and slower. Sparks started to jump from her cheeks to Pikachu's body, signaling energy was building quick in his body. She stopped her treatment and moved her body up towards his face, making sure her soft fur rubbed against his dick.
Pikachu grabbed placed one paw behind her head and pulled Vixy's head close for a kiss. He parted his lips and felt as they met her's. He darted his tongue out and felt as it slipped again and again over Vixy's. The two electric pokemon explored each other's mouth, small sparks jumping between the two. His other paw slid down her back, and rested on her small butt. He gripped her ass and sent a little sharp jolt of electricity through his hand.
"Ah!" Vixy yelped as she broke the kiss. She gave Pikachu a sly look, "little frisky are we?" She gave the side of his face a small lick before rolling off of him. "Come and get me mouse boy," she said playfully. She hopped away -- looking back at Pikachu, who sat up, with a confused look on his face. She bent over and lifted her tail up, "don't you want some of this?"
Pikachu got the message soon enough, he hopped up onto his feet and ran after her.
Vixy giggled as she got back up and ran off -- deliberately slower than she could run. She looked back long enough to see Pikachu pounce at her. She felt her body slammed into the ground as Pikachu quickly mounted her, positioning his prick between her legs. She felt a small nibble on her ear -- sending a slight chill of tingling pleasure down her spine. At the same time Pikachu thrusted his dick into her body -- filling her small box up. "Oh! Pikachu!" She cried out at the immediacy of his intrusion.
Pikachu, lightly nibbling on Vixy's ear felt as his dick was lightly squeezed between her wet inner walls. He thrusted his hips into her backside, plunging his member deeper and deeper into her cunt. His hands rested on Vixy's sides, pulling her into his movements -- feeling her soft fur between his paws. He could feel her soft murrs of pleasure as her body came closer to her climax. He slammed into her backside two more times before pulling his hardness out and flipping her over.
"Wha- Pikachu what are you doi- Ohhhhhh," she moaned as a small tongue was slipping in and around her lips in a vigorous fashion. New waves of pleasure kept Vixy slightly moaning and arching her back. Vixy felt as Pikachu's tongue found her clit and began to flick and massage against it. "P-Pikachu..." she said between struggled gasps. She pulled his face deeper into her pussy, now grinding her hips against his face. With a large moan Vixy felt as a stream of electric pleasures surged through her body. Her legs squeezed Pikachu's face as her body shivered violently.
Pikachu tasted Vixy's juices as her body exploded with her orgasm. He lapped up every drop, making sure to rub against her clit just enough to bring more lustful sounds. When she let up enough for him to move he lifted his head away from her heat and moved back up to her face. "Enjoy yourself now?"
Panting heavily she managed a weak grin, "no more than you'll enjoy this," she said as she gripped his aching cock with a firm grasp. "Now how about you lay back this time," she said pushing against his chest.
Pi
I work hard; I play hard.
That's a common attitude these days. Look two generations back and compare.
I work hard, I save, I survive.
I believe we've regressed.
Hey, I went to high school with the guy who wrote the review! I even stabbed the dude with a staple in 7th or 8th grade (our high school was 7th-12th grades). Sorry, Alan!