In spite of some recent events, I dedicate also this work to the most wonderful creature on earth: Jenny D'. DISCLAIMER. This story, all the characters, places, etc. are completely fiction. Any reference to living persons, real facts, etc., is purely a coincidence. This work is property of Sara Duresi, who allows everybody to read the story for free. The story can also be downloaded on a computer, saved on a floppy disk, CD Rom, printed, e-mailed, posted on the net, as long as the author's name, e-mail address and disclaimer are not removed, no money is requested (it is free!), and no modification or correction is made to the original. Either you enjoy the story or not, I would love to have your comment. I have other stories in mind, and your support is essential for me to improve the quality of the stories, but also as a gratification to see that somebody is reading my work. Your message should carry the title of the story as a subject (Acidity), so that I know you are one of my readers and it is not junk mail. Your privacy will be respected by erasing the message immediately after reading it, and will not be answered back unless, for some reason, an answer is requested. But, please, allow me some time for an answer, since I am usually quite busy. Enjoy. IMPORTANT NOTICE Since some detailed references to sex acts are described in the story, if you have not reached the legal age in your country, this is offending you, or it is illegal to detain and read this kind of material in your country, please do not proceed in reading and erase it from your computer, move on and have a nice time doing something else. If you continue, you do it at your own risk and full responsibility!
Copyright (c)2005 by Sara Duresi - saraduresi@hotmail.com
ONCE UPON A TIME
Well, at least for me, it is not thas far back in time, but just happened ten days ago in Central Park.I was just relaxing, stretched down on the grass, half sleepy when a frog came next to me. Nothing unusual. In Central Park there are squirrels, birds and many other small animals, so there could well be a frog. But what really shaked me up was the fact that the frog came close to my ear and start talking to me:
"Please help me!"
"What the heck!" I jump up, sitting on the grass. "It can't be a frog speaking to me!"
"Ehm I am extremely sorry if I scared you Sir. I did not mean to. But I wonder if you could help me. Please!"
"Help you in what?" I asked.
"Would you kiss me . Please?"
"Are you kidding? I feel that is disgusting! Why should I do that anyhow?" I asked puzzled.
"Well, maybe you would change your mind after hearing my story. Do you have time?"
"Oh yes, I guess so. After all it is Sunday and I was trying to relax. Maybe I can listen to your story unless this is boring. In that case I would fall asleep."
"Just relax." Said the frog. "It is a very interesting story, and sort of spicy too. I am sure you are not going to sleep at all. Maybe it is better if you lay down again, so that I do not have to speak too loud and can just whisper it into your ear. You know, there are children around "
I returned to my original position, and the frog began narrating me the story.
HOW IT ALL BEGAN
Once upon a time a kingdom, named Pleasureland, was extending on the entire surface of a gorgeous island, located somewhere in the area now called the Caribbean. King George McCock and his wife, Queen Helen Redpussy, ruled the kingdom in a very democratic way. They had a beautiful daughter, named Hymenia. Everything seemed to be wonderful and perfect on that small, gorgeous island. People were happy, there was enough food for every single inhabitant, and the King, although he was collecting taxes as you would expect from any respectable king, was quite fair with his people.
But when everything is perfect, usually something terrible is around the corner. In fact, people believe that when things are fairly good and nobody really oppress you like it happens under dictatorships, then you are free to do what you want, and also that laws can be ignored easily and nobody would be after you. And even though somebody may try to be after you, one could still think he would come out of it easily.
And it was right in this sort of situation that a bitchy witch tried to take over the kingdom. Her name was Acidity. She really looked like the typical witch, as you know these days. As a matter of fact, I was in a bookstore on Seventh Avenue the other day, and there she was, in a book for children. You would think that all those fairytales are just pure fantasy, but how could you explain that she was right in there? Yes, it was a drawing, but she was reproduced exactly in every single detail.
Anyhow, Acidity thought she could make it against King McCock, and started her fight to win. She was very smart. You know, a king always expects to be attacked by an army, or by conspirators arriving with swords and knives, ready to kill him. But this time it was different. A lot different.
I happened to be the first victim of Acidity.
At that time I used to date Princess Hymenia secretly. Actually, I have not yet introduced myself to you but, before being transformed into a frog, I used to be Prince Michael Longcock. And I was supposed to marry Princess Hymenia.
I am sorry if I make a diversion from the story now, but let me tell you my fatal meeting with Princess Hymenia before I continue.
Once I was so lucky. I just happen to meet Princess Hymenia on her white horse, while she was going through the forest, escorted by ten knights. I was there hunting, with a group of friends. When we met her party we stopped and I bowed. She smiled to me and I was in Heaven. You don't know Princess Hymenia, but she is gorgeous. She has long blond hair, deep blue eyes, a very thin and sexy nose, red and sensual lips, and a way to talk that sounds like soft music for the ears and go straight down to the heart. She stopped and made a few questions about our hunting session. The meeting was very brief, but we managed to be by ourself for half a minute, and she told me to meet her in the Royal Garden that evening at eleven. I could not believe this invitation! That night she told me how much she desired to make love with me, but this was not possible until we would get married. But I managed to kiss her velvety lips, so warm and smooth .
Well, going back to the plot, Witch Acidity convinced Wizard Frank Weenieless to create a machine that could keep everybody under control. Wizard Frank is called Weenieless because it looks like his cock was fairly small and he tried a special potion on himself. But there was some mistake in the formula, and instead of growing up, his penis completely disappeared. Thus the name Weenieless!
That day I was there in his lab because I needed his help on a magic potion when he finished assembling the machine he had designed himself, and he was so proud about it. He had called it W-G-G-B, which stands for Wizard's Glass Globe Browser. But in order to work properly, this Globe needed some particular software that he special ordered from a company overseas. While I was checking in his Wizards' manual about the potion, he opened the package he had received via p-mail (=pigeon mail). The package said something called <version 1.0>. He started the machine and loaded the software from the Stone-Disk. The machine lighted up for a few seconds and then went dead after a loud BIP.
"Oh, there must be a bug in the program! Let me fix it." Said the Wizard while opening the cover of the globe.
"Yeah, here it is! It's a worm, not a bug. You know, pigeons have to refill during their trip, but they are not careful and drop bugs and worms on the mail they are carrying. We should always scan all the p-mails we receive in the pigeon box before opening them. P-mail is no longer safe as it used to be!" By saying this, he removed an earthworm from the harware, and added: "I hope you did not leave some humus in the Stone Disk, you little worm, otherwise it program is going to get stuck!"
At that point the globe started working and we could see everybody: The Queen, the King, Hymenia, all the people and what they were saying. It was getting late and I had to leave. But when I was getting close to the door, this suddlenly opened and Witch Acidity came in.
"So, it works!" She screamed before noticing me in the room. "And what are you doing in here, Longcock? This is a secret and nobody else is supposed to know about it. Weenieless, why did you let him in? Oh, I know, you like him, don't you? Since you lost your little weenie, only men can it do for you! And Longcock is a well endowed hunk!"
Then she turned to me while whispering something. A blue light came in and suddlenly I was turned into a frog! She locked me in a small cage, leaving me with Wizar Weenieless.
"Don't worry honey." Said Weenieless. "Acidity will not kill you. And you are very lucky. In staying with me you manage to see what is happening all over the Kingdom through the WGGB. By now Acidity has surely spreaded around her spell to have people obey her, and her group of knights is already heading for the Castle."
He turned the Globe on and we could see the Castle and hear all the noises.
"Look, here in this corner is your beloved Princess. She is running away. Let's see where she goes. We shall follow her."
I was worried for Hymenia and could not take my eyes off the Globe.She run and run for a long distance and, in the evening she got to a small and shaky country house. It came out to be Ogre Stinkyfella's house. Stinkyfella greeted the Princess in the best way he could do, and let her in the house.
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