Beat Hotel by Harold Norse

Author:Harold Norse
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-07T16:00:00+00:00

ARCHAIC AGE LONG FORGOTTEN

Hothouse Jurassic atmosphere of intense heat. Low in the orange sky, an infrared sun spits flame over the firebound land. Delirious monsters crash thru woods & marshes in sexual I'renzy, snatch at giant ferns & mosses to staunch their lust. The Time of the Great Dying. There is only one season-summer. Eternal summer. Millions of years of summer. Scalding temperature boils reptile blood to flaming pitch. In the saurian cauldron only relief for frantic mongers is fuck fuck fuck. Sexual dance of death.

With schizophrenic lunacy, a roaming holocaust, fantastic giant Diplodocus spreads terror—equipped not with one but two sets of brains: pelvic brain serves to direct l ull time fucking. This character is so huge & unwieldy he needs two control systems for that vast area of meat. Anyone can gnaw away a good hunk of his tail before l lie message gets thru to sluggish Pelvic Brain. Weighing m ound 50 tons & reaching lengths of 100 feet from stem lo stern, the monster is forever cruising to score a piece of ass—& when he makes it he shacks up for months until running out of sperm & strength. Armor-plated love affairs of this sort bring down giant horsetail trees, rock the earth with seismic shocks.

So Diplodocus is permanently on heat. Upper Brain complains, “Well let’s eat. I’m hungry!”

“Eat?” cries Low Brain from deep in the cockpit. “Don’t be a shmuck! Dig what’s nearing from that club moss yonder!”

Sure enough it’s a young chick not more than fifty foot long, tipping the scales at a chic 40 tons—with the cutest ass you ever smell. He reels (Low Brain vertigo) and without another grunt mountainously lumbers thru the fiery day, knocking down trees & crushing boulders. He jumps her, hurls her into a carboniferous bog with a crash that can be felt round the planet. Displaced masses of hot earth fly into space like meteorites. Wigging with saurian lust, he unzips fifteen foot of metallic cock (by 9 ft. a-round) which he blindly stabs like an iron stake into the toppled struggling mass of plated flesh, not giving a shil whether he hits a hole or makes one. In this case he makes one—the slick chick is male. But what does our hero care? He rams the torpedo in as far as it will go—up to his basketballs. The victim is stuck for at least a month. Time snores. Four brains & legs, long bony spines like spikes, all mixed up hut good in a steamy mess of blood & dinosaur spunk. The whole earth blazes, spitting fires & rainbow-colored gasses like one huge volcano—under a sky of infrared or ultraviolet flame.

One month later Diplodocus wobbles uncertainly to his feet. The marsh is a horrible bayou of reptile blood jaws teeth spikes jism flesh. He leaves his silent partner motionless in the slime. . . .

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