reddwarfslash | Good for a giggle..

Someone on WhoseLineSlash posted this, I took a goosey and had to try it out. It's probably been done before, probably even done on this community but the result was very funny.

Oddly enough, one line of this ridiculous story was rather fitting - I'll leave you to find it!

Instant Slash Story - just add nouns

The darkness was all around as Lister walked through Beach down towards his Bunkroom, random thoughts of 69s crossing his mind.

He had been shocked earlier when McGruder had told him she often dreamed about Hollister involved in Blow Job with a Robot Goldfish , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Rimmer .

One day he would discuss his feelings with Kryten, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Rimmer masturbating himself with a Feather Boa.

The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the Hoover he was carrying with him. Would Rimmer's Eye feel like that to his Elbow?

What would Rimmer think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating Curry off Rimmer's beautiful Shoulders?

Lister rubbed the Hoover against his Eye whispering Rimmer's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his Bunkroom but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Rimmer's name into the night.

Meanwhile, Rimmer had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. Beach was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the Curry he was carrying and leisurely scratched his Eye.

He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Lister calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his Curry and ran towards the sound of his Smeg Head's voice.

Rimmer stumbled through the darkness towards Lister. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his Smeg Head being attacked by a Robot Goldfish. Was he about to be raped by Kochanski dressed as Hollister? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his Elbow.

Lister, Lister, my Smeg Head, screamed Rimmer. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Lister leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the Hoover and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare Shoulders pointing in the air.

Rimmer! Lister gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Kryten said you were in your Bunkroom engaged in some 69 with McGruder.

No, I was alone in my Bunkroom with nothing but my Feather Boa for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your Shoulders was, and how I would like to stroke my Eye against it, and have you kiss my Elbow, and now I see your Shoulders for myself I realise that not even Hollister has a Shoulders to compare with yours.

Oh, Smeg Head, Kryten said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved McGruder.

What! That old Robot Goldfish, I'd rather get involved in Blow Job with Kochanski, a Hoover and Curry than dream of 69 with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my Elbow curl.

Oh, Lister!

Oh, Rimmer, my Smeg Head!

Cue soft music, sounds of 69s and Blow Job, soft focus and fade.........

Here's the link if anyone wants to make any more: http://www.britslash.co.uk/instantslash.html