Message-ID: <34453asstr$1010124606@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: lil_loocie@yahoo.com (Lucy) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 3 Jan 2002 20:55:33 GMT X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: 3 Jan 2002 12:55:32 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} Grinch Parody Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2002 01:10:06 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, newsman It's that time of the year time for goose, hen and pheasants, That time when the Grinch had returned all the presents All those long years ago when a heart much too small had caused him to steal them from the short and the tall. When the singing Who voices had come to his ears and had swollen his heart and silenced his jeers He'd been welcomed that day with his presents of Tinglers and the beast for the feast and the thumblers and finglers. And for many years since was it fifteen or twenty? He'd lived here in Whoville and he'd shared in their plenty. But the spirit of Christmas that had so warmed his heart was wearing quite thin, all the toys and the tarts All the cakes and the crumpets all the squeals and the cries all the drums and the trumpets all the plonkberry pies Yes it's said that his spirit once so happy and merry had just dried up again he was mad again. Very! So he watched with disgust as they put up the sparklers and tinseled the trees, and played the tromparklers And it wasn't his heart that led him to glower, no the source of his pain was a good deal lower. For all of the years that he'd lived as a Who not a one had flub-dubbed him let alone two. And with all the disuse and frustration galore his bing tinkler started shrinking and it even got sore So that, down in his fur all down in the green there was something resembling a withered green bean! So he stood in the snow with his tiny flag flying and he pondered again how to start the Whos crying. Since that Christmas before He's been the glad "bringer" so it wouldn't be hard to pull off a big stinker He could go to the houses and steal all their stuff And they'd think he was playing 'Twas only a bluff So he planned and he laughed at the sorrow they'd feel when they got up that morning and realized he would steal All their stockings and fizzers, their pudding and roast gak, the jinglers and bonglers, and not bring them back So that night as before From one Who to the next he invaded their houses leaving barely a speck Till he came to the house of Cindy Loo Who the last on his list and took all her stuff, too But this year as last time Cindy Loo was awake and she watched from the hall to see what he would take. Cindy watched in amusement as he stuffed up the tree through the tiny Who Flue and then said, "Grinch, now me!" He turned with a start and saw Cindy there, bare! Not a girl now, a woman though by only a year "What you talkin?" he fumbled his mouth started drooling as she rubbed on her titties and her fingers were fooling "You stuffed that big tree up my little Who Flue, so now, stuff something warmer up Cindy Loo Who! With her fingers she showed him her Cindy Loo flue and she walked over to him like it was nothing new Which it wasn't of course, not for Cindy Loo Who knew the boys of the village Soon the Grinch would know too! As she knelt there before him and reached tween his knees he felt highly embarrassed and said, "Cindy, please!" But our slut was determined and she found his old tinkler and with expert lip action became his un-wrinkler And lo and behold as she sucked and she moaned the Grinch grew again and Cindy got boned! His tiny wink-tinkler didn't grow just three sizes but it swelled and it swelled Cindy's biggest of prizes And she opened her Who-legs and put the Grinch in her and he rode and he rode her with his weight he did pin her With each thrust she moaned "Grinchy!" and she lifted her hips and she took his whole bongler twixt her sweet Who cunt lips And they moaned and they thumped on the floor till the Grinch started spewing inside her but she gave not a flinch. "Oh, you like that?" he said his breath was a-heaving and she nodded and grinned "And since soon you'll be leaving," "Will you come back again? Once you've finished your rounds? Finished Christmas for Whoville then come back to me? Zounds! "I have never had such a good flub-dub, no never what a thing that you have that's no tool, that's a lever! And the Grinch grinned again and returned all the stuff the trees and the tinsel the presents and fluff And returned to his Cindy before it was dawn and the flub-dubbed again and from that Christmas on Not a who was unhappy, not a one went boo-hoo and all thanks go to Cindy and her little Who flue! -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+