Frank N Furter Novels & Stories

"This young man hasn't been here before. I want you to look after him." "No problem. What's your name, son?" "Adam." "Nice to meet you, Adam. You'll be okay with me and Charlie. He's in the gents." I had a look around the foyer and spotted a poster of a blonde woman in a bikini with impossibly large boobs and a hunky dark haired guy dressed as a lifeguard, showing a massive bulge in his tiny shorts. Frank saw where I was looking "That's Marlene Miller, she's one of my favourites. You'll like her, especially when her boobies start bouncing around when she's on top of him."

The jumps in his heart reminded him mentally to prepare. "Tsk, why am I being such a coward?" Frank rubbed his face and shook his head slightly. "I'm Frank Harper. I never flinch at anything." A second later, his finger pressed the enter button. A list of hundreds of images immediately filled the screen. With one click, the photos were sorted from the oldest.

With a satisfying smile, she gulped hers as well. Carly, with everything she had in her, tried not to laugh at Nikita a few moments later when she saw the frown on her face. Soon, there was an offensive odor around where they sat. 'So this was what Nikita wanted me to go through?' she smiled at Nikita who looked at her with a deep frown and sweaty face "I need to leave," Nikita stood up and ran away but was farting as she ran causing Carly to burst out in laughter. She could no longer hold it in.

He finds Frank humorous with how he fusses over meaningless things all day. That man has a deep need to have every label facing out from the shelf and each row of merchandise lined up evenly. Nick would often sneak back in at night and turn things around and move stuff just to fuck with Frank. Frank didn’t get a chance to say ‘no’ when Nick offered him half the business. Nick needed a human front to deal with humans, Frank provided that. Frank needed a reliable source of income. It was a win-win. But Frank was terrified of Nick.

Frank knocked on the apartment door exactly twenty minutes later. Mira’s heart hammered as Kate opened it with a bright, slightly tipsy smile. Frank was thirty, tall and broad-shouldered from years of gym habits that hadn’t faded after graduation. He had short dark hair, a strong jaw, and an easy confidence that made both girls weak. He wore a simple black t-shirt that hugged his chest and gray sweatpants that did nothing to hide the impressive outline of his cock even when soft.

He got down on all fours and let out a pig grunt. The room exploded with laughter. It was even more piercing than the boos from the media that day. Steve stared at their crude, laughing faces and suddenly thought of me. He remembered the crisp shirts I ironed for him, the carefully prepared dinners, and the home that always smelled of books and quiet elegance. Suddenly, he rushed into the bathroom and began retching violently into the toilet. He vomited until his head spun, until nothing but bile came up. He finally understood his so-called appreciation of the grotesque and his quest for the primitive were nothing more than intellectual fantasies built upon a foundation of material comfort.

That was a mystery I sort of did not want to get to the bottom to. Now I am Kendrick, the same old grumpy brown wolf with a quack howl. I had brown hair brown eyes, white skin, and man did I like white cotton briefs! They are perfect for what they have to do down there, keeping my 6.75” dick where it had to be.

He hummed slightly, setting it down and picking up another. “Seems like a lot of effort just to remember things.” A small smile pulled at my lips. Frank hadn't changed. He was still kind and caring and protective of the people he loved, but he was also still the same goofy wolf, too. “Maybe if you wolves spent more time reading,” I said, turning to face him as I crossed my arms over my chest. “Then we witches wouldn't have to come clean up all your messes.” He let out a quiet, amused laugh.

Todd growled in response. Frank smirked, and then, he started to laugh. It started slowly, however, soon the sound of his laughter was loud enough to reverberate in the underground vault. Confused, Todd studied Frank's demeanour. He didn't like that Frank seemed to be amused at his threat. He was determined to bring Frank down no matter what. "Stupid Todd!" Frank muttered in between his fits of laughter. "Why don't shout that out once again. I'm sure my men must have heard you already." Frank said as he controlled his laughter.

If she would've listened, then none of this would've happened. "Thanks for the food, I'm starving." Frank grab one of the sausages, shoving it all into his mouth. "Mmmm" he closes his eyes as he chews the food. Freddy let out a low chuckle. "It looks like Lisa's mate beat you into starvation," Freddy says laughing at Frank. "How bout I come over there and beat you into dehydration." Frank glare over at Freddy, shoving another sausage into his mouth. Fred looks at his boys smiling. Last night gave him a scare. We thought Frank was dead, seeing him on the ground in his human form motionless.