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PoisonFrosty

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Frosty. An androgynous fem villain sort of adopting the persona and mannerisms of poison ivy. I have a feminine face and build. 5'9 165 lbs, long dark blue hair. I wear eyeliner, a black choker, black latex arm sleeves, black thigh high stockings, and a skin tight liquid silver thong.



Lane is a toned, but skinny, and nerdy guy with short blonde hair. 5'7 130 lbs. His outfit is a grey baby doll t shirt, grey skinny jeans, and Chuck Taylor high tops.

*Lane and his boyfriend Christian(5'11 tanned and ripped jock) are involved in an underground fighting tournament. Christian is favored to win the evil higher powers running the tournament send Frosty and a group of henchmen to take him out. Christian holds his own fighting off the henchmen, while Frosty watches from distance sauntering back at forth at first laughing evilly, but as Christian gets the upper hand he becomes nervous attempting to attack him from behind with a spinning kick, but christian catches it grabbing his inner thigh trapping his leg in the air. Christian then spins him around and slams Frosty into the wall knocking him out. Christian releases his grip on Frosty's thigh and he slides down to the laying propped against the floor. Christian then finishes off the henchmen and escapes. The next day the first fight of the tournament is randomly selected. Frosty vs Lane. Christian tells Lane "that's him. The one who attacked me last night. Lane smirks as he walks away to enter the stage. Frosty attacks Lane from behind during his introduction to the crowd, knocking him down. He kicks Lane in the ribs several times as he playfully saunters around him. "I like your boyfriend. He's cute!" Frosty remarks arrogantly, and really pissing him off. Lane on hos hands and knees, shoots Frosty a look of anger and sweep kicks him. Frosty falls backwards to the floor breathing heavily, writhing, and easily defeated. Lane still angered stands up over Frosty and flips forward dropping his heel right on Frosty's face knocking him out cold with Frosty's legs jumping up and spreading out wide upon impact. Lane stands up and looks at Christian who looks back at him in awe as Frosty lay completely out cold under him. His legs spread wide open with his tight silver thong digging into his crotch in front of the huge crowd.

A week later Christian had won the tournament, and he and Lane are fleeing from the angered higher powers. Frost having just awakened from being KO-ed by Lane is again sent to take them out. He stalks them from above. He sends his henchmen to attack and the two become separated. Once Lane is alone he tries to attack him from behind with two daggers, but Lane hears him and evades causing him to miss. "Remember me!?" Frosty says cockily, confident with two blades in his hands against an unarmed Lane. Frosty viciously swipes at him with the daggers, but Lane evades his every attack. Frosty becomes intimidated swinging more and more frantically. Lane kicks one of the daggers out of his hand and Frosty's eyes become wide with fear, charging at him again Lane counters grabbing Frosty's arm, twisting it and throwing him to the ground. Frosty lay there with his legs spread wide open. Lane looks down at Frosty's watching the imprint of his cock becoming rock hard slowly pushing into his tight silver thong. Frosty lifts his head also looking down at his crotch as the imprint slowly pressed tighter and tighter against the silver material and started screaming as he began to cum. He dropped his head back to the ground still screaming as he came harder and harder, as Lane looked down at him in satisfaction before turning around and walking away deciding to leave him laying there cumming his brains out instead of knocking him out. Lane long gone before he passes out cold from cumming so hard.

Over a year later, Lane and Christian have retreated to a tropical island hoping to have escaped their past. Frosty having been exiled by his former employers was out for his revenge with his remaining loyal henchmen by his side. He has his henchmen capture Christian and take him to his hideaway. The henchmen beat Christian into submission before leaving him alone with Frosty guarding the outside of the building. Frosty taunts the weakened christian and teases him sexually planning to have him wrapped up in his exotic vines. Meanwhile Lane quietly and quickly disposes of the henchmen outside. The vines start wrapping around Christian when Lane comes crashing through the skylight in front of Frosty. He raises his hands up to his chest and gasps. He looks at Lane in terror. Eyes wide, mouth open. Lane looks down at the imprint of Frosty's cock become instantly rock hard practically bursting out but tightly pressed into his liquid silver thong. Frosty looks down in fear as it presses tighter and tighter before looking back up at Lane who sees Christian entangled in vines. His smile wipes completely off as he looks back at Frosty. Terrified Frosty starts cumming himself as Lane walks up and punches him directly in the face. Frosty screams "Agghh!!" as the punch connects knocking him out, flying backwards to the floor where he lay with his arms to his side and his legs spread wide apart with the imprint of his still rock hard cock pressing into his thong. Even though Lane was small and had very little punching power he knocked Frosty permanently unconscious serving him his ultimate comeuppance for his evil and slutty actions. Lane hurries to Christian struggling to free him from the vines as Frosty lays motionless in the background. Lane finally frees him and they embrace as the vines slowly creep towards Frosty. They joke with each other for a while before making their exit and walking past Frosty. The vines now had Frosty's body pinned down and covered from the waist up leaving only his crotch and leg exposed. Lane stops and looks down at Frosty's wide open legs with his slutty silver thong digging into his crotch and kicks the inside of his limp thigh, spreading his legs even wider and yells "Bitch" before they turn and walk away buried from the waist up in vines and out cold FOR GOOD.
 
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