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"Almanian, I want to marinate your face in my asstric juices," Kathleen whispered. The ashen wattles on her neck quivered like j...

I want to see a grudge match between these two. Yes, the Gorn is an alien being with superior strength, but Humungus is a battle-hardened ...

All existing and future Warty Hugeman stories will be henceforth available at The Warty Hugeman blog .

Warty Hugeman hated Victorian England. There was soot everywhere, the whores were particularly scabby, and the whole place smelled like d...

Maybe because this is the experience of most women in libertarian settings: I propose we recruit more women who like having...

There came a dread knock on the door. A monstrous slithering could be heard beyond, the writhing of eldritch snakes brought forth from an ol...

Barry made the final turn of the puzzle box and then clicked it into place. Wind began blowing trash around the filthy apartment as the rift...

Warty Hugeman surveyed the group of huddled savages in the valley below him. The image intensifiers worked perfectly, resources well-spent...

"I just bought these shoes, you little fuck," Warty bellowed. He bellowed everything he said while in the future. Future humans ha...

 Diane eased the flash suppressor between the grey flesh of her labia and into her dusty vagina. She grimaced as she moved it back and for...

General Halftrack moments before he disappeared. In all subsequent daily strips, the General was played by the leader singer of a popular...

“Awake!” Paul yelled, after a few seconds of tugging on Ezra’s chain and receiving no response. “Nobel-Prize Winner Dr. Paul Krugma...

Leda And The Swan William Butler Yeats A sudden blow: the great wings beating still Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed By t...

An Immoderate Man for Moderate Times. (Live Free or Diet with the slogan assist.)

“You know I want to,” Harold said, turning away, “but it feels wrong.” Ricky, reclining nude, leaned forward and gently caught Harold’s earl...

“I knosh shings about you, Newt,” Nancy slurred, as she jacked off the Japanese eggplant with a handful of rancid bacon grease. Newt was hug...

Joe Bob and Jim Bob grinned and giggled and nudged each other in the ribs as Michelle struggled from her white polyester dress. The three w...

this is all R C Dean fault... Newt ran his tongue around Tim’s gaping anus in a lazy spiral, seeking the center to dart and dip within. Tim ...

Harry turned the lock on his door as quietly as he could and was rewarded with a muted click. It was lunch time and the interns we deep in t...

TheZeitgeist |4.25.11 @ 2:29PM Makes me wonder what his own daughters (especially the older one) have pasted on their (hallowed) White House...

John's hot tears spattered Nancy's whithered breasts. Her pangolin hide drank them greedily, starved of moisture as it was by the pr...