ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
There was a shipwreck, and only Scarlett Johansson and a special FX artist survived on a deserted island.
They didn't know each other before the shipwreck, but he did know who she was.
At the beginning it was hard, but as time passed, this guy learnt how to provide food and shelter, he started taking care of her, and eventually she started caring about him. After all, there wasn't anybody else on the island.
He eventually built a cabin, had a potable water supply, and all sorts of little clever commodities, all done to make her life easier. It was the most effort any man had ever done for her, and all the hard work made him fit.
One night after some wildlife attacked and he had defended her successfully, she threw herself at him and they made love. After that, they were, for all intents and purposes, "romantically dating".
But for some reason he started drifting away. Something was bothering him, and she noticed.
"What's wrong?" Scarlett asked.
"Nothing..." he would always reply.
She pestered him for a while, and eventually, she said she would do ANYTHING he needed to make him feel good again, because she really cared for him a lot.
"Really? You'll do anything I'd like?"
"Yes," she said. "Anything!"
"Okay, first I want you to take off your clothes and get into this extra pair of work jeans."
"Okay..." she said, confused, as she took off her cloth toga and pulled on a pair of loose, dirty jeans.
"Now put this shirt on please, but first, wrap your boobs in this strip of fabric so they lie flat."
"Wh- Okay, I did say I'd do anything," she reminded herself, as she bound her breasts under the cloth, and covered herself with an old T-shirt.
"Okay, now take this fabric cap and tuck all your hair under it."
She was confused, but nonetheless, she wanted to make him happy. So she tucked her hair under the cap.
"Okay, lastly, I have this realistic male mask that was in my kit. I want you to put it on."
"Okay, if this is what you want," she muttered. She stretched the rubbery mask over her head, and pressed it into place. Now she looked like any random guy you'd meet on the street, instead of one of the hottest women on the planet.
"Now, please, put on these sunglasses, and start walking down the beach. I'll catch up to you in a bit!" he said excitedly.
She started walking, wondering, doubting herself, just confused about what had just happened. Maybe it wasn't her, maybe it was him...
Suddenly the guy grabs her by her shoulder, turns her around, and says:
"DUDE!!! You won't believe who I've been sleeping with for the past 6 months!"
They didn't know each other before the shipwreck, but he did know who she was.
At the beginning it was hard, but as time passed, this guy learnt how to provide food and shelter, he started taking care of her, and eventually she started caring about him. After all, there wasn't anybody else on the island.
He eventually built a cabin, had a potable water supply, and all sorts of little clever commodities, all done to make her life easier. It was the most effort any man had ever done for her, and all the hard work made him fit.
One night after some wildlife attacked and he had defended her successfully, she threw herself at him and they made love. After that, they were, for all intents and purposes, "romantically dating".
But for some reason he started drifting away. Something was bothering him, and she noticed.
"What's wrong?" Scarlett asked.
"Nothing..." he would always reply.
She pestered him for a while, and eventually, she said she would do ANYTHING he needed to make him feel good again, because she really cared for him a lot.
"Really? You'll do anything I'd like?"
"Yes," she said. "Anything!"
"Okay, first I want you to take off your clothes and get into this extra pair of work jeans."
"Okay..." she said, confused, as she took off her cloth toga and pulled on a pair of loose, dirty jeans.
"Now put this shirt on please, but first, wrap your boobs in this strip of fabric so they lie flat."
"Wh- Okay, I did say I'd do anything," she reminded herself, as she bound her breasts under the cloth, and covered herself with an old T-shirt.
"Okay, now take this fabric cap and tuck all your hair under it."
She was confused, but nonetheless, she wanted to make him happy. So she tucked her hair under the cap.
"Okay, lastly, I have this realistic male mask that was in my kit. I want you to put it on."
"Okay, if this is what you want," she muttered. She stretched the rubbery mask over her head, and pressed it into place. Now she looked like any random guy you'd meet on the street, instead of one of the hottest women on the planet.
"Now, please, put on these sunglasses, and start walking down the beach. I'll catch up to you in a bit!" he said excitedly.
She started walking, wondering, doubting herself, just confused about what had just happened. Maybe it wasn't her, maybe it was him...
Suddenly the guy grabs her by her shoulder, turns her around, and says:
"DUDE!!! You won't believe who I've been sleeping with for the past 6 months!"
Whoops
Sorry guys. I had some major life developments that put my writing on hold for a long time. I'm going to pace my output a bit slower, but hopefully more regular.
Push
Alright. I just posted a few more stories. Let's see if I can keep it up. Double-entendre intended.
I've been dealing with a lot of life changes recently (no, not puberty), most of which are positive, but also insanely time-consuming. It makes crafting mask fiction difficult, since the only time I actually get to write these days is while I'm sitting on the toilet. Apologies to all those I've made promises to, and here's to a new era of new stories.
© 2018 - 2024 JaceB42
Comments2
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
XD! Great work! Hope to see more celebrities!