{"id":79,"date":"2009-09-02T17:43:59","date_gmt":"2009-09-02T21:43:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/?p=79"},"modified":"2010-05-08T16:27:00","modified_gmt":"2010-05-08T20:27:00","slug":"erotic-duck-fan-fiction","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/?p=79","title":{"rendered":"Erotic Duck Fan Fiction"},"content":{"rendered":"

An anonymous fan of duck eroticism sent this one in:<\/p>\n

It was a hot and muggy summer afternoon. \u00c2\u00a0Potassium and Penelope were sitting in the grass in the shade of the trampoline, quacking quietly at each other. \u00c2\u00a0One of the humans who lived in the house had decided that it was time to clean the duck pool because it was getting to smell very bad. \u00c2\u00a0The ducks didn’t mind the smell, but they did like it when the pool was filled with clean water. \u00c2\u00a0They just wished it didn’t take so long.<\/p>\n

Draining the pool had caused a big duck scented puddle to form next to the pool in the yard. \u00c2\u00a0The ducks always get excited about puddles and Potassium got up and started quacking excitedly while drinking from the puddle and splashing with her webbed feet. \u00c2\u00a0Penelope thought this looked like good fun so she got up and started doing the same. \u00c2\u00a0The two ducks made so many excited quacking sounds that they attracted the attention of Ferdinand, the third duck, who had been sitting in some bushes behind the trampoline. \u00c2\u00a0Quack quack quack, splash splash splash, went the three ducks.<\/p>\n

Finally the pool had drained all the way and it was time for the house human to start filling it up again. \u00c2\u00a0The hose does not quite reach all the way to the pool, so the human had to rig up a system involving a ten foot section of rain gutter to get the fresh water into the pool. \u00c2\u00a0The clean cool water cascaded into the empty pool, attracting the attention of all three ducks, but the ducks would rather have a pool of water than a waterfall, so they continued to play in the puddle of old duck water until the pool had filled up about half way.<\/p>\n

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swimming is a great way to cool down when things get hot<\/p><\/div>\n

Ferdinand was the first duck to get into the pool, but Potassium had other ideas. \u00c2\u00a0Potassium got into the pool with Penelope following close behind and the two of them chased Ferdinand out. \u00c2\u00a0Ferdinand had some idea what was going on and decided it would be nice to just sit down in the shade for a while.<\/p>\n

With Ferdinand out of the pool, Potassium and Penelope swiftly got down to business. \u00c2\u00a0Potassium swam to the middle of the pool, and Penelope swam up behind her. \u00c2\u00a0Penelope swiftly mounted Potassium, grabbing Potassium’s head tuft with her bill while she inserted her duck penis into Potassium’s duck vagina. \u00c2\u00a0Penelope dunked Potassium’s head under the water several times during their duck intercourse. \u00c2\u00a0Potassium’s serene duck-smile and half closed eyes when her head surfaced each time let the voyeuristic house human know she didn’t object to Penelope’s rough handling.<\/p>\n

Soon Penelope had ejaculated her duck semen into Potassium’s duck vagina and she dismounted. \u00c2\u00a0Having gotten what she wanted, Potassium exited the duck pool and went to sit down next to Ferdinand. \u00c2\u00a0Potassium and Ferdinand exchanged a few quite quacking sounds, and Ferdinand, with a glimmer in her eye, got up and waddled over to the duck pool to join Penelope.<\/p>\n

. . . to be continued?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

An anonymous fan of duck eroticism sent this one in: It was a hot and muggy summer afternoon. \u00c2\u00a0Potassium and Penelope were sitting in the grass in the shade of the trampoline, quacking quietly at each other. \u00c2\u00a0One of the humans who lived in the house had decided that it was time to clean the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[7,8],"tags":[17,18],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=79"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":83,"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79\/revisions\/83"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=79"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=79"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.brambleberry.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=79"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}