GOOD GOD! What was I thinking when I wrote THIS thing? Well, I've
already posted my intentions to repost this monstronsity, no turning
back now. Read it at your lesiure, it's short, sweet and absolutly
devoid of suicide scenes or character bashing.

OtakuNXS nervously presents...

		Teenage Ninja Gecko

Part One (c'mon guys, you don't REALLY want me to contiue this?)

          The author struggled uselessly against his bonds.  No one
could of resisted such a vindictive horde of ravenous Otaku, not even
one who had survived the rage of the Gecko Kami, not even one who had
survived the "attention's" of Overfrog and his naughty tadpoles.  He
sighed and resigned himself to his errrrrr...position, and his new
identity. Take newly cursed author, one splash of cold water, one 
industral strength bondage hemp rope and mix well. He WAS the HOG-TIED
GIRL!!!

         Suddenly, her fierce attempts to regain some form of composire,
and maybe some form of clothing, were brought abruptly to a halt.  A
massive figure stalked into the room, he seemed to be composed of
samuria armor, with some sort of cabinet in his stomach.

         "Ahhhh, the hog-tied girl, how I've longed for this day!", his
voice seemed to come out of nowhere, for the massive helmeted head,
didn't move or quiver in the slightest.

         Screwing her courage to the sticking place (whoa, THAT'S a
lemon unto itself) she defiantly cried,"Do your worst, I'll never tell
you the secret hiding place of the Ninja Gecko!"  Heartened by her own
conviction she continuied," You can whip me, beat me, torture me...you
can Nee! me, force me to watch American cartoons, or even feature me in
a Melroise Place episode, I'll NEVER betray....errrrr...what are you
doing?"

         The warrior had gotten closer during her ranting and was now in
her face.  The really strange part was that something was glomping on to
her breasts, something that seemed to be extending from the beast's
BELLY.

         Try as she might, she couldn't avoid shivering slightly at his
moist embrace.  Looking down, she saw what looked to be a human head,
gently taking her bossom into his mouth.  The author cringed with
recognition, Kuno...why'd it have to be Kuno.  However, though the mind
was not willing, the flesh responded easily to Tatewaki's massauging
lips and his probing tongue.  Years of poetry spouting had made his
tongue quick and sure.

       The author, having never been an actual girl before(Shut up, that
doesn't count and anyway, I left the boy scouts after that...errrr
...skit) couldn't help but be overwhelmed at the responsiveness of his
new body.  Idily, she wondered what that quicksilver tongue could do if
it were actually inside her.

        "No, I got to fight it...can't lose control...will strong...body
WEAK!!!!" shreiking, she began to lose herself in Kuno's warm embrace.
Then, without warning, he stopped.
        
	"NOOOOOO!!!" he panted feverousily, "I, Master Kuno, Lord of Deminsion
Gex, cannot force myself on a goddess such as yourself.  I must... I
must compose myself."
  
        Though the author meant it to be a relieved sigh, the hog-tied
girl actually said,"Ahhhhh, can't we at least fininish first...Here,
I'll start again...ummmmmm, I'LL NEVER TALK!!!  I will NEVER tell you
the location of the Ninja Gecko! Though you may oraly please me from
dawn until dusk (Please?) you'll not get anywhere with me!"
  
        "Humph, who said anything about the Ninja Lizard?  I've GOT
ninjas, and as for gecko's I'm afraid I'm just not that sick. You are
here to give me more info on Akane O'Neil, then together, we three will
sit on the throne to Deminsion Gex.  All three of us at the same time,
this is NOT about power, it's about reaching out to people, touching
people...GROPING PEOPLE!" One of the Samurria's massive hands reached
down and wiped the drool off Kuno's face.

        "Since you won't respond to me, the Big Cheese, perhaps you'll
respond to the Cheese Greater!  Oroku Sasuke, come and..heh... join us!"

End Part One (do you?)

 
        I-I never wanted to do this Lemon writing thing you know. I-I
always wanted to be... a CAR JACK!!!
        Leaping from flat tire to flat tire, with my best crowbar at my
side, we'd sing sing sing