In the low rolling hills of Switzerland...
That Dr. Vaunt Sum Fellatio
('Md. PhD. E.F.& FRIGGIN G.')
Stumbled upon a genetic secret!!
While operating on yet another fetal brain
Fellatio discovered the code that taps human behaviour
And through years of illegal experimentation on successive generations of
Twins, triplets and Michael Jackson's
He has almost gained his ultimate goal!
To create a nation of clones with a single malice.
Splicing his own d.n.a. With that of the modified super twins cloned from the
Genetic mix of Hitler, Jackson, Elvis and ... Monroe
With the help of Shiny Nanny Fetish
They shall rule the world one day soon!
... meanwhile in the Sanatorium ...
We all preside in the glowing green corridors of delusion and fear
In the drug induced paranoia of sexual frenzy and narcissistic psychosis
The walls scream of the tortured adventures of the psychotic children.
While they play games born of depravity and illness.
The ones that survive until adulthood are extremely cunning!
Dancing through oozing holes and macabre basement tunnels
Within the willing minds of the festering malignant inmates
They wretch dark thoughts and deeds
They hold the sick fermenting products of their imaginations up
to bathe undulating opaque deviations
weaning in the putrid green light of the Sanatorium.
Watching from the shadows are our capable staff
Adding appropriate golf claps
As the heights of insanity and power are reached
In a crescendo of lust, pain & rapture!
Another bleeding soul has been set free to feast on the flesh of the others!
Brian
Has emerged from the utero-tanks to take his place in the dank corridors
Still stinking of birth fluids he flexes in the sick glowing light
As a teenager will, Brian imitated his idols.
He would await the passing by of Shinny Nanny Fetish on her rounds of the Sanatorium.
On the most memorable nights she would finish at the lab
going straight to the children’s basement to get the fresh corpses.
Even today Brian can access that data.
On dark stale nights when the moon glows green and the rain is just about to come,
He accesses the data and relives the events in a state of sexual frenzy
His almost explosive body twitches and convolutes to rhythmically
lingering memories of formaldehyde and leather Blood mingle with fear and surprise
the rank sweet smell of pain would loom in the air between them,
like a painting they had created
The stern click of stiletto on stone echoes through his mind
as it did in those good old days in the Children’s Ward.
If only he could do something to warrant her attention, some correction or discipline
Might sate his growing yearnings to render flesh asunder!
If only he could earn one more session with his Shinny Nanny Fetish in the punishment ward!
The sound of her garters snapping on her milky thighs as he hides above her bedroom in the mornings,
the moist scent of her loins being feed directly to his sensitive alien parasite.
He is so ready to fed he tears at his own flesh...
Again and again until he collapses in exhaustion from the effort of it.
She has spoon fed him her sexuality for years waiting for him to finally explode in a cataclysmic orgasm
She smiles as she hears his moans...
All for her alone, she is so proud she may use the clamps on him later.
She has cultivated his groin and mind to a pitched fever beyond any other male on this planet
Almost able to please her!
Soon she will introduce him to...
S Trojan ..
And in that sick pulsing glow
they shall be trained to feed each other’s depraved appetites.
In cool stinking corridors they shall hunt one another wetting their hungers
Refining the sexual need until it explodes in a flurry of demented anguish.
In a rapture of twisted green slime and unholy screams.
There in the maze of dank, moss sweating tunnels
they will feast upon the spore of alien molds
Oozing from cool slick walls. Fermented with torment and rage!
The putrid essences of they're fluids shall mingle together on the filthy stones.
Demented howls of torture echo and rise through the Sanatorium
Above Shinny Nanny Fetish soaks her flogging tools in salted water
And slides into a white pvc nurses uniform to perform a green slime enema on Dr Fellatio.
In her case are the most bizarre implements of pleasure...
She runs her finger along the vibrating thorn laden oversize butt plug with a smile.
It’s going to be a long night .
"nanny should be about her work...yes indeed !"
Yes perhaps she should best get to work,
while the pheromones are upon the wafting drafts seething into cracks and crevices.
Now that he had an outlet for all that pent up hostility
He was ready for his 'Grown up' Alien Brian
What would emerge from those liaisons in the catacombs of insanity?
Would be a Brain forever changed...
Damaged, tormented and tortured beyond any sane hope of redemption,
Far beyond the binderies of any human endurance, and he wanted more and yet more.
There are no limits to his depravity or energy, no bounds to they're warped sexual needs.
From her desk behind the two-way mirror Shinny Nanny Fetish is wet with joy!
Her years of anticipation have climaxed as she watched them in action
forgetting herself and loosing her control completely she let herself cum!
The hot liquid cooling on her inhumanly pale thighs!
Seeping down to the tight band of her stockings gathering in a ring to be lapped at by Dr Fellatio.
She could hardly stop herself from beating Fellatio to death,
So close did he come to that point of no return
that he almost allowed himself an orgasm!
Then he asked Nanny to kick his balls hard for being so weak willed.
She did...
It didn’t help,
They were completely lost in vertigo of musk driven frenzy!
A layer of warm sweat actually oozed from her body to seal the Pvc outfit to her skin
Her hot breasts straining to break free the constriction, itself a tasty treat she adored.
Until her nipples were rubbed raw...then she really loved it!
Ohhh the pain she shared as S Trojan lost her cherry to Brains telescopic probe!
In the moments following the conception
Nanny's labia quivered with a new spark of genius.
The thing that would be taken from womb tomorrow,
This new fetal abomination would be weaned by her on force-feed d.n.a.
it would suckle the embryonic messages of service and dedication.
the compilation of the most unholy unions of Alien Brian and S Trojan
Shinny Nanny Fetish allowed her hand to touch herself two taps
in gentle penance for her eagerness.
Feeling that sexual wellspring of anticipation
She would torture train and warp him to her needs
He would exist outside the sanatorium
And one day...one day He WOULD rule the world!
She would call the thing...
Boris! It was all so good!
Alien Brains 16th birthday party and the entire family came.
Well Nanny came several times actually.
