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Post by Mansion on Apr 22, 2009 20:01:30 GMT -5
It's super easy to make an account... And you can subscribe and get emails when stories are updated... You know you want to join... ^_^
I'm worse than a Jehovah's Witness, huh?
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Post by ChiroTheDragon on Apr 22, 2009 20:03:24 GMT -5
It's super easy to make an account... And you can subscribe and get emails when stories are updated... You know you want to join... ^_^ I'm worse than a Jehovah's Witness, huh? LOLz But not right now....... I mean.... IM IN ALREADY IN 3 WEBSITES!!! XD |
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Post by Mansion on May 4, 2009 12:36:46 GMT -5
Sooo.... I finally have a piece of genuine, bonafied, published Dr. C/Susan fanfiction. It's a little skeevy, though. Should I... Should I enter it? I think I'm going to be too busy to end up writing another short fic with those two for awhile...
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Post by ChiroTheDragon on May 4, 2009 12:39:58 GMT -5
Sooo.... I finally have a piece of genuine, bonafied, published Dr. C/Susan fanfiction. It's a little skeevy, though. Should I... Should I enter it? I think I'm going to be too busy to end up writing another short fic with those two for awhile... I read it all ready. XD Loved it! Yeah! |
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Post by Mansion on May 4, 2009 12:41:56 GMT -5
Title: Dress To Impress
Rating: PG for innuendo
Pairing: Dr. C/Susan
A/N: This was written as a result of the "Favorite Susan/Dr.C Moments?" thread on fanfiction.net. (Despite the title, it's actually mostly boob jokes and perviness. Seek it out at your own peril.)
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If anyone was listening very closely outside Ginormica’s quarters, they would hear any amount of groans, sighs, little grunts of effort, and even a few mild, girly swear words. Eventually the door--now a modified garage style that could be opened at will--rolled up and the giantess herself slipped out into the main room of the complex, flushing and clutching her clothing awkwardly about herself.
“Is everything alright, my dear?” came the polite, not-so-unexpected call from Dr. Cockroach.
“Um...” She knelt down. “This is a little embarrassing, but... Can I ask you a favor?” she asked in a low voice.
“You certainly may.”
“Could you... zip up the back of this dress for me? I keep trying, but I just can’t reach it.”
“Of... course.”
She giggled a little as he crawled up her leg and hip, around to the small of her back. It was but the work of a moment to grab the oversized zipper and heave it upwards. Even the slick, silky material was no match for his insectile grip.
“There you are, my dear,” he informed her lightly, perching on her shoulder.
He caught the edge of the grateful smile she flashed as she stood up and began smoothing the creases out of the cocktail dress. It was as utilitarian as the rest of her government-made wardrobe, simple snug blackness from bust to mid-thigh.
“Thanks, Doc. You’re a lifesaver,” she said distractedly, still tugging nervously at the garment. “You don’t think it’s... I mean, I look okay, right?”
He glanced down at her from his spot just above her collarbone. Almost immediately, his gaze snapped up, staring unseeingly straight ahead and he cleared his throat awkwardly. “You look... stunning,” he assured her in a somewhat strangled voice.
Noticing the catch in his tone, she tried to look at him but couldn’t get more than a peripheral glimpse. “O-Oh. You really think so?”
“I know so,” he said, voice toned back to modulated politeness. Of course, it help that he was looking up at her face this time rather than...
Well, her jumpsuits certainly never offered that particular view.
A blush dusted her cheeks. “Sorry. I must sound pretty dumb. It’s just... I’ve never been to an awards ceremony before. ‘Specially not one I was getting an award at.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it, dear. It’s a new experience for us all, I should think.”
“Yeah... Well, I should probably try to do something with my hair.” She plucked idly at a silver lock, then put a hand to her shoulder. The doctor stepped onto it gracefully and she lowered him to the ground before retreating into her room.
...Completely missing the latest round of flustered choking from Dr. Cockroach.
It was a rather short skirt for someone that tall to be wearing.
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Post by ChiroTheDragon on May 4, 2009 12:49:43 GMT -5
Do I just copy and paste it here, or should I put it in the fanfiction section and link it back? What ever you choose. |
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Post by Mansion on May 4, 2009 12:53:07 GMT -5
I modifed that post to inculde it. Well, obvs.
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Post by ChiroTheDragon on May 4, 2009 12:53:52 GMT -5
I modifed that post to inculde it. Well, obvs. Cool!  |
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Post by Mansion on May 4, 2009 12:57:27 GMT -5
I hope someone else enters... Maybe I'll have to go pimp this contest to the FDCSM? gang.
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Post by ChiroTheDragon on May 4, 2009 13:23:49 GMT -5
I hope someone else enters... Maybe I'll have to go pimp this contest to the FDCSM? gang. Yeah... Not so many people enter my contests... *Sob* |
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Post by Samin Edogawa on May 4, 2009 14:24:08 GMT -5
Sorry... But I couldn't do it T_T
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Post by ChiroTheDragon on May 4, 2009 14:29:12 GMT -5
Sorry... But I couldn't do it T_T NUUUUUU!!!!  |
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Post by RF on May 4, 2009 21:33:50 GMT -5
Can I enter? :0
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Post by ChiroTheDragon on May 4, 2009 21:46:15 GMT -5
SURE!! |
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Post by RF on May 4, 2009 21:55:12 GMT -5
Ok! I already have an idea so I'll start writing it tonight ;D
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