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Miss Muffet And Her Unexpected Lover(for Yoshie Akira's MOTHER GOOSE CONTEST)

Poetry By: hyperforce
Fan fiction

This is my personal take on the Little Miss Muffett rhyme with a truly new twist.

Submitted:Feb 5, 2012    Reads: 187    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Little Miss Muffet

Was sitting on a tuffet

And eating a bowl of curds and whey.

That was before a giant spider

Had appeared right beside her

And nearly frightened her away.

But before she was about to scream,

The spider had taken a sip of the cream

That she had spilled on the ground.

And just like in a scene from The Twilight Zone,

A wave of magical energy in a shape of a cone

Had appeared and changed the large and round

Spider into a handsome hun of a man.

But after Miss Muffett had walked up to the man

And ask for the name of the witch who had

Slapped that curse on him,the male stranger

Had grabbed an arm and pulled her

Over to give her the hottest kiss she ever had.

And after he had released Miss Muffett and

Started jerking off on a dick that was grand

In size,she took off her clothes and began

To finger herself in front of the handsome stud

Before she had sat down with a tiny thud

Back on the tuffet and allowed the stud of a man

To suck every last drop of juice out of her snatch.

That was before they had laid down on a soft patch

Of ground and he had let Miss Muffett to suck on

His cock while he pumps his finger in and out

Of her asshole like someone planting a sprout

And waiting for it to grow and feed only one person.

Then,after he had taken his stiff cock out of her

Mouth,the stud had put his hands right on her

Shoulders and began sucking on her huge tits

And shoving that large dick of his straight deep

Into her pussy so hard that it had made her weep.

That was when she had yelled,"WHOLLY FUCKING SHIT!!


And just like snow that was being pushed by a plow,

A full gallon of cum had gushed its way

Out and made Miss Muffett fall into a deep sleep

Right next to a man who was not an eight legged creep

As she had found out on that very day.

But when she woke up and noticed that her newfound

Fuck buddy was nowhere in the area to be found,

Miss Muffett had figured that it was just a dream

Just before she had put her clothes back on and

Started walking herself home,only to see on a strand

Webbing a small spider lowering towards a stream.

That was when she had let out a smile too big to miss

And allowed herself to blow that spider a kiss

And say,"Sweet dreams,my darling prince.",before she

Had continued on her way back to her house

Where her mother might be cooking up some roast grouse.

What a truly delicious lunch that would be.


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