Dr Frank Rocky Horror Picture Show นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The doorbell rang and I heard my dad answering it enthusiastically, laughter and back-slapping guy talk filtering up. Reluctantly I pulled my hand out, licking my own sticky cream off my fingers with a frustrated groan. “Damn it!” I padded downstairs barefoot, my thighs still sliding together slick from earlier. I stepped into the living room and froze dead in my tracks. There stood Professor Drake, shaking my father’s hand with that same commanding grip, looking every bit as tall and broad and shocked as I felt. His eyes locked onto mine instantly, dark amusement flashing across his face mixed with something hotter, more dangerous, while my ruined pussy clenched hard and pushed out another

His blood dripped from his nose onto my face, even though I had clearly hurt him he had a disgusting rotten smile on his face. Just as I felt his penis push against me he’s ripped off my body and thrown across the floor, I roll spitting the pants from my mouth and I sob as drake takes in the scene around him. “Who the FUCK are You!” He roars stalking towards him, the man chuckles, pulling himself up into the corner of the room “Martin sends his regards” He chuckles throwing something in his mouth and he bites down on it “Nooo” Drake roars just as the man’s mouth bubbles up, his eyes roll in his head and within a second he drops against the wall dead, still wearing the same sickening grin on

“Nice to see you’ve settled in so well. You look right at home in a cage, little doggie.” If I were free, I’d tear his heart from his chest and eat it like the men do. “Good hunting tonight, everyone!” a boar-like man says. Another vampire says, “I hope your plan works, Drake.” The one I called Scary Guy, who must be Drake, responds. “Oh, it’ll work. I’ve sensed him lurking about.”

"As a healer, I embody the ideals of one and would never mention anything lightly in case of a mistake. Moreover, I've seen that your cousin has the same issue—is that why you wanted the drakeroot? I'm sorry, but the drakeroot wouldn't work on either of you. I must advise that you seek professional treatment instead." Beside him, Vicky's jaw could drop to the floor—Frank's explanation could not have been more obvious! Sylvia and her cousin had the STD, but most importantly, Paul was fine… "S-Shut up!" Sylvia screamed as Frank touched a nerve and leapt towards him, her arms outstretched! "Enough!" Paul suddenly bellowed. He was glowering the entire time and suddenly sprang to his feet, grabbi

Drake stared at him maliciously, "So why don't you go put on some makeup? Frank, you have to disguise yourself as my girlfriend." Frank exclaimed, "I'm 1.8 meters tall, and if I become your girlfriend, won't it make you look like a bottom? Is that appropriate?" Drake said, "Where is the time to find a more suitable woman now? The tiger mom limited me to ten minutes to go out and meet her." Drake pulled Frank and ran towards Ava's room, saying, "Ava, quickly do this guy's makeup." A few minutes later, Frank stood in front of the mirror.

Nabil and the Deadly Nightmare Nabil was asleep In his room, beginning to dream. His neighbor, Nour, opened the door to his bedroom and entered. She wore a seductive, sheer red nightgown. She approached him, smiling and swaying enticingly from side to side, trying to seduce him. She lay beside him, kissed him, caressed him, and they engaged in a full sexual encounter, as if she were his wife. After the scene ended and Nabil had satisfied his desire, Nour suddenly transformed into a terrifying demonic figure. Her face turned a sickly green streaked with black, her eyes glowed red, her teeth became large fangs, and her fingers turned into long, sharp claws. She grabbed Nabil by the neck and sq

Dracula was still talking when Derek landed a punch on his face , the punch was so strong that it sent Dracula crashing on a pillar close which cracked "ahhhh " he cried out in pain "Derek !" Hilda yelled , the look on his face was dark and he looks really furiously and also sad .I notice the smirk on Lenny's face shows she was enjoying all this " you ruined my life " Derek roared and speedily made to body slam Dracula who was fast enough to move away and Derek body slam the pillar which shattered and he fell on the floor "Derek stop this madness don't me hurt you " Dracula yelled but Derek sniggered and launched countless punches at him but he dodged skillfully and kick his lower ribs

He walked down a large corridor and opened the last door on the left. The room Lydia entered looked like that of a teenage boy. It had band posters hung on all the walls , along with pictures of playboy bunnies and sports illustrated models. The walls were painted black, the bedding on the Queen sized bed was blood red, there were a few pictures in frames of a young Drake, along with some of his friends, there was one photo however that stood out to Lydia, it was a small photo of a young woman. She had long brown hair, and deep blue eyes, her nose was covered in freckles and she wore red rimmed glasses. Lydia walked over to the photo, looking closer at the woman, she turned towards Drake the

Her laughs get louder. “There’s nothing wrong with trying to be normal or above average. First off, we are normal.” Just then I come across the perfect show. “Here we go. Dracula. Perfect.” “Perfect?” “I find it fitting.” “I find it a little much. Give me that.” She snatches the remote out of my hand and keeps scrolling though. “Something spooky or something spooky?” “Something spooky.” I agree with a slight smile on my face. She starts the show and within a couple minutes I see her begin to fidget. Something’s bothering her.

“Ladies and gentlewolves. If you were here this morning, I would like to give a disclaimer that the photographs you are about to see are much more disturbing than the ones this morning.” He clicks a button on his remote control and displays pictures of Zara that were taken in the Crystal Lake emergency room. Rocky howls at the photographs. It’s the first time I’ve seen them too. Anyone who bothered by the images this morning is going to be disturbed by these. I look out at the audience, who gasp when the pictures pop up on the screen. Some people turn their heads to avoid looking at the gruesome images. “Zara, do you remember these photographs being taken?”