Member-only story
It’s Time For Me to Raise My Bedroom From the Dead
It’s Halloween, heathens!
M4F, Scary Monster for Bride of Frankenstein
It’s time to raise my bedroom from the dead!
How you ask?
“You make man like me?” the monster asks in the Bride of Frankenstein.
“No. Woman. Friend for you,” says Ernest Thesiger.
“Woman? Friend. Yes.”
Sign me up for electric shock therapy pronto if that’s what it takes to get me laid.
I’d also try shamans, magic potions, and un-dead vampires to name a few. So what’s a little curse? I might get a blow job out of the bargain.
“Please, babe, just a nibble?” I beg my wife.
“Over your dead body!”
Ok, I can try that…haha.
I think most of you know what I’m getting at. My dead bedroom is such a mummified corpse at this point with ten years of zero sex, that if it ever re-animated, I’d shriek in horror.
“Wha-what? You want to touch me?” I’d recoil backward on our king bed.
“Sure, babe. What’s the problem? Want to get busy?”
“WHO ARE YOU?”
