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!!
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!DO IT TO ME NOW!"
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.