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Project Dp
(Author Unknown)

Extract from "Project DP"



If what his father was describing was accurate, these women and their lustful bodies would need to be tamed and controlled by increasingly powerful men who could satisfy their   out-of-control sexual needs. More and more women would demand a hard fucking in both their ass and cunt at the same time, double penetration, in order to remain satisfied and content.  Hopefully,  most of them  would still retain their essential feminine nature of remaining loyal and devoted to one man. Even the chemicals in the water would probably not remove that genetic predisposition from their cells.  It was genetically programmed into the female brain to stay  with one man, although even that innate characteristic of women was increasingly in peril. 



Three out of four marriages ended in divorce.  It was becoming far more difficult for the average man to even hold on to a woman for a few years without her looking elsewhere.  By insuring a reliable source of DP, these "chemically crazed mutants" as his father called them, would remain   quiet and passive, happily fulfilled with all their holes tightly plugged and pounded. Without access to    an easy, quick   source of double hole pounding at home,  he wondered what lengths these hypersexed  women might go to get it.  Perhaps they would form roving bands to kidnap and gang rape men`s cocks, stuffing even limp dicks  up every orifice of their bodies as they grunted and groaned in unison. Maybe  they would commit lust murders, killing men to obtain  sexual release.   



Robert`s father knew that people would laugh at him - at first.  Weren`t all great thinkers ridiculed and harassed in the early stages of their work, only to be revered as heroes after death?  Every time he saw a  Sybian pussy machine, or even a little  mini  vibrator, he knew that the male cock was in danger, with all the resulting social/marital problems that entailed.  He  would be  doing a  humanitarian service to society if he could solve this looming crisis. He also  knew that if he succeeded with his ambitious project, he and all his heirs would become very wealthy.  The money angle alone was motivation enough to try it. He could leave his son and loving wife a huge estate, a fantastic legacy.  



"An amoeba man.   This is what we need in today`s world.   I shall call my research `Project Amoeba Man.`   No, that sounds a bit  B-movie-ish.  How about PROJECT DP?   Yes, this is what I shall call  my life`s mission.  PROJECT DP."



Extract from "Cum To The Canyon"



"Get yo sweet ass outta that car."



She wanted to scream but her voice was silenced. She had no choice but to do as the beautiful young stranger commanded. And he was fuckin beautiful, about the most beautiful guy she`d ever seen in her life. What the hell would a guy like that be doing out here? He should be in Hollywood making movies, not stumbling around in a dark canyon. She decided that if she died tonight, it would be okay.

She`d go out with a smile on her face. Somehow, she already knew what Mr. Pretty Hippie was gonna do to her. Her mind was receiving telepathic mental impressions from him of the entire attack. Yes, attack. He was here, on this sultry canyon road, to sexually attack and assault her. She could see the entire excruciating event reeling out like a bad biker flick, just like the ones she thought were so effin great. Via the mental contact happening between her and this ghost or whatever he was, her soul recognized that he was her karmic punishment for spending so many years fantasizing and obsessing about this type of scenario....