The Kingdom of Magic Isn't for Kids 5 of ?

The last time the Juice addressed this series, was way, way, way back in April! Talk about bringin’ one back from the dead. Sheesh. The last time I worked on this series, the world was a significantly different place. George Bush was president. The US was in an “unwinnable” war. The country was divided. Oh, wait. Maybe it wasn’t that long ago. Still…if this series was a dead body, we’d have some serious decomposition. I mean, there probably wouldn’t be all that much left besides skeleton. All the soft, gooey stuff would’ve been devoured by insects long ago.

If ya think about it, this series could be like one of those zombie movies. Now that the Juice considers it, it IS a lot like a zombie movie. All the zombie’s want to do is eat your delicious brains, and that’s exactly what this series does. Actually most of the crap on this site is like a zombie. It just eats away at your brain. The problem is that you’re one of those stupid humans who thinks that he can out run the zombies. You know, something like:

“Mary Ann! I’m telling ya. If we can just make it through this gaggle of zombies, we just might make it to Non-Zombieville.”

“I don’t know, Professor. I just don’t know. There’s an awful lot of zombies out there.”

“We have to do it, Mary Ann! We aren’t safe here. Once those zombies realize we’re in this bed, naked, they’ll want to eat our delicious brains.”

“You’re the only one who’s naked, Professor. You said the scent of us on our clothes would throw off the zombies. So you took off all your clothes.”

"But you didn't follow suit."

Mary Ann wrapped her arms around herself. "I didn't want to be running through the streets naked." She nodded at the Professor. "You didn't have to take all your clothes off, either. You could've just thrown your jacket or something."

“True, Mary Ann. True." The professor tried peering out the boarded up windows. "Either way, it doesn't matter right now. We’ve got to get out of here! We’ll distract them with your thong panties.” He reached out to her. “Quick, give them to me!”

“It’ll never work, professor!” Mary Ann cried.

The professor grabbed Mary Ann’s shoulders. “It will Mary Ann! We’ll toss your thong out the window and run the other direction.”

Mary Ann sobbed. “I’m sorry professor. But it won’t work!”

“Why, Mary Ann? Why?”

Mary Ann managed to stifle her cries. “Cause, I’m not even wearing any panties.”

I knew it! I knew it all along! I should’ve made a play for her long ago! The professor thought to himself. Damn, those zombies! Damn them straight to hell! “Never mind then. I’ll just create some sort of distraction. Then we’ll run to safety. What do you say?”

“O…okay, professor.” Mary Ann sniffed. “If you think we can make it.”

“Of course I do.” The professor said, standing up. His boner was just about hitting her in the face. “Hmmmm...Ya sure I can't get ya to suck it before we try to escape?”

Mary Ann turned her head. “Uhhh..no thanks, Professor. I really wish you would’ve at least kept your underwear instead of throwing it at the zombies.”

“We would have never made into here if I hadn’t, Mary Ann.”

“But, the Zombie’s weren’t anywhere near us when we ran in here.”

“True, but…”

A loud crash from the back of the building interrupted the Professor. “The Zombies!” Mary Ann screeched. She grabbed the professor’s hand. “Let’s go, Professor. Let’s make a run for it. Like you said. Maybe we can make it to Non-Zombieville.”

“Yea, let’s go!” The Professor hesitated for a moment.

“What? What is it, Professor?”

“Are ya really sure I can’t get a little hand from ya or something? It’ll be so much easier to run without this thing stickin’ out.” He motioned to his hard cock. “Besides, what happens if we don’t make it? You might never know the sweet pleasure of havin’ a big dick in ya ever again.

Mary Ann rolled her eyes. “There’s no time. Let’s go!” She screamed as she ran out the front door.

Damn! The professor thought to himself. I thought for sure I had her with that last line. That’s ok. She’ll give in when we get to Non-Zombieville. He shrugged to himself as he ran out after her.

The zombies swarmed on the Professor and Mary Ann, trying to tear them from limb to limb. The Professor called out. “Mary Ann! Mary Ann! I’m so sorry!”

Mary Ann screamed in terror as the zombies engulfed her. “I forgive you!” She managed to cry out kicking at the zombies.

“Mary Ann?” He screamed out.

“Yessssss?” Mary Ann screeched, helplessly.

“I told ya, you should’ve sucked my dick.” The Professor called out just as the one of the zombies sunk his teeth into his delicious brains.

See. That’s you. You think that you can read the site, laugh and go about your business. But this site, however slowly, eats at your brain!

Well, it seems that the Juice wasted most of his time on tellin' the zombie story. We'll have to get back the Kingdom of Magic series tomorrow. But, probably not tomorrow.