Also, you know what? Here's something tiny which I don't think I'll ever be able to fit in to any other writing, so you might as well have it.
>In front of you lays a puddle of what seems to be gelatin.
>It seems to notice your presence, vibrating as it seems to regain some shape.
>First some legs, laying down, as the puddle stretches outward.
>Then a hip, followed by a torso. all green, all translucent, all pristine.
>His chest rises from the puddle with two small nubs, and beside it some arms.
>Then finally, a head.
>It's small just like the rest of his body, but his eyes gleam looking at the ceiling.
>"Hair" forms around it, all strewed and uncombed.
>Then he rises, folding his arms and lifting himself up, feet melting back down into the his puddle while his back detaches from it.
>He unfolds his legs, spreading them out.
>He looks tired but ready to do what he has to do.
>One hand holds himself upright as his head drips down to his chest and his legs drip down to his puddle.
>Another hand is massaging the middle of his crotch, where a much more opaque and bright liquid lays.
>Slowly, it moves down to where his hand is massaging, forming what appear to be balls, while a small dick rises above them.
>He bites his lower lip and closes his eyes as the process completes, and he grabs it.
>Slowly moving up and down, his mouth emanates a small "fuck!".
>His head lolls back, sending small vines flying behind him, while he begins to sweat.
>A small rock begins to show in his chest as he loses opacity.
>He keeps moving, occasionally stopping to massage his balls.
>Moan after moan escapes his liquid lips, as more and more drips flyPost too long. Click here to view the full text.