The Day I Did A Dalek (fm:oral sex, 1897 words)
|Author: Naughty Miranda|
|Added: Mar 24 2013||Views / Reads: 3651 / 1659 [45%]||Story vote: 9.60 (20 votes)|
|A Doctor Who fan girl makes her wildest fantasy cum true|
Which, to cut a very long story short, is how I woke up on the morning of my not-telling-you-th birthday to find a life-sized Dalek at the end of my bed, and painted in my favorite colors as well.
Do you watch Doctor Who? BBC America on this side of the ocean, a Time Lord and his time machine rushing back and forth across the universe, righting wrongs, fighting fiends and always (well, usually) with a hottie in the box alongside him. Sometimes I love him, sometimes I just want to slap him. But I've been watching the show since PBS used to show it, back when I was at a mid-seventies high school, and I've got shelves filled with books, DVDs and toys, all testifying to a devotion that has outlived any other TV show on earth.
What I didn't have was a Dalek. A life-sized replica of the pepper-pot shaped alien nasties who were the Doctor's first foe back in 1963 and, fifty years later, are still the most ruthless, calculating, merciless, evil and inhuman creature in the universe. And that's any universe, including all those milksop monsters that people every other science fiction show.
Oh, and did I mention... Daleks are hot.
Okay, I know what you're thinking. If you've seen the show, you know know that I'm crazy, and if you haven't, you're probably Googling them now, and staring in disbelief at... well, everything I said in the last paragraph, and a few choice adjectives of your own as well.
Ah, but you don't have my imagination, do you? And to be honest, neither did I. Not when I first told Michael that I wanted a Dalek, not while I was printing out the plans from a website I found, not even when I'd peep into his workshop while he was at the office, to check on the progress he was making with it. There are a lot more advantages to dating a guy who's good with his hands than knowing he can make you cum with one finger. For Christmas, I'm asking for bookshelves. (Joke.)
So I'm looking at my Dalek. I'm caressing my Dalek. I'm stroking his
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