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The Terror - Prompt Post 1
This is for prompts for all things AMC's The Terror (2018). Go nuts!
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(incomplete) FILL: Any cold boy/Tuunbaq, anal training for the Tuuncoq
(Anonymous) 2022-10-03 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)In hindsight, something must have gotten lost in translation. Travelling between tongues, something that Lady Silence had tried to convey must have gone a little bit sideways, veered off the beaten path, tipped down an incline and plummeted merrily on into a roadside ditch. What they ended up with was a suggestion that had the command table - quite understandably - frowning at the supposed rite needed to placate the vengeful Tuunbaq.
The key factor was: even if it had been a mistranslation, it must have been a really consistent one, since they all agreed on the meaning they thought to have caught: Doctor McDonald frowned but nodded his understanding, Captain Crozier listened intently then heaved a sigh, shook his head and took a greater-than-advisable sip from his crystal cut glass, and Mister Blanky gave a single whoop of laughter before declaring he would volunteer, on the grounds of "being the creature's betrothed and thus the morally sensible choice."
Absurdity aside however, a consensus had been found that they would have to go about this with the appropriate measure of English sense and reason, and so the doctors had convened to eke out how the delicate matter might best be attended without risking life and limb, or rather, kin and rim.
They reckoned that there were three pivotal factors to the endeavour:
a) a man's given talent for the task in terms of stamina, perseverance through hardship, and notably flexibility of the sphincter (since, at least to their immediate knowledge, they had not a single cunny between them);
b) the time spent preparing for the task, which the captain had determined to be a week, as they had little time to spare with a volatile bear-spirit in the neighbourhood;
and, of course,
c) the method with which to go about the preparatory work, which was the only factor they could manipulate in this unprecedented experiment.
All in all, given that the safety of the men was thought to hinge on the success of it, they truly could not do with only one participant.
Pitching the idea to the men was difficult in ways fully expected, and in ways previously not expected, and required the artful narration of Commander Fitzjames who somehow managed to relieve the men of the fear of being accused of being habitual sodomites, should they volunteer their arse to the good cause. The right words were found, and by the end of the day they had a handful of volunteers which they all accepted, not least on the grounds that, as Doctor Stanley had rightfully noted, they were likely to lose some of the roster to cold feet - or rather, sore behinds - during the week.
So with about twenty men, they began their first selection process, that is mustering the men and giving them a first once-over.
Indeed, this first pass already eliminated some participants. Young Tommy Hartnell had an emission not two minutes that he'd been up on the table, and tapped out looking winded like a marathon runner when Doctor Peddie tried to conclude the examination, citing exhaustion and overwhelming sensitivity of the prostate. Mister Morfin, who had openly admitted to having some experience with sodomite acts when asked (the punishment thereof suspended and void under the given circumstances), concluded the examination successfully but was crossed from the list due to his general condition, which seemed too frail at the current time to brave the preparatory week and valiant duty itself.
Lieutenant Irving, who had volunteered with all the burdened piety and resolve of a modern day martyr in joining the good example of his fellow lieutenants of Terror, undertook the examination with commendable stoicism despite the anxious grip of his fingers on the table's edge and the copious drips of Cowper’s fluid leaving his membrum. Lieutenant Hodgson spent his own examination chatting animatedly with and at Doctor McDonald, starting at the Hippocratic oath and ending on sea urchins, a conversation he cheerfully continued with Mister Goodsir while lieutenant Little got into position to be evaluated. Both would have happily continued on the topic of marine invertebrates, but it soon became clear that Little’s ability to relax his sphincter was negatively correlated with the amount of information exchanged about the (oral) sphincter of the common starfish, and that likely at high significance. Luckily, substituting this for a running narration of the examination procedure both relaxed the man and indeed seemed to encourage good progress.
In short, once every anus in question had been thoroughly probed by a minimum of two medically proficient fingers, thirteen participants remained and were presented with the plan of action: based on calculations informed by the combined experience with the beast and all zoological expertise aboard, a likely size of the creature's membrum virile had been established and a margin of error added for additional safety: this was to be the dilation they would aim to prepare for to minimise risk of injury or worse. This in itself likely disqualified more lithely built volunteers like Mister Armitage, but for the good of the expedition, all men decided to attempt the programme regardless.
Thus, to achieve the necessary state of precaution, the men were asked to wear dilator devices for every hour of the day, with short breaks for any necessities. Sizes would be incrementally increased in a 12-hour rhythm to keep the difference between sizes at a manageable pace. In addition, massages and other relaxants would be given where necessary to ease the transition along the scale. The man most successful in the endeavour would then, at the end of the week, perform his heroic duty and, upon return from the expedition, be awarded with the appropriate honours under some agreed upon, more appropriate pretence.
At least, thus far went the plan.
Re: (incomplete) FILL: Any cold boy/Tuunbaq, anal training for the Tuuncoq
(Anonymous) 2022-10-03 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)Yesss I love this so much! Omg, they’ve made a LIST, they’re checking it twice, who will become Terrebus’s Top Butthole? :D
Lieutenant Hodgson spent his own examination chatting animatedly with and at Doctor McDonald, starting at the Hippocratic oath and ending on sea urchins, a conversation he cheerfully continued with Mister Goodsir while lieutenant Little got into position to be evaluated. Both would have happily continued on the topic of marine invertebrates, but it soon became clear that Little’s ability to relax his sphincter was negatively correlated with the amount of information exchanged about the (oral) sphincter of the common starfish, and that likely at high significance.
Oh my god…! 🤣 Hodge ilu
Even if you do not continue this, it’s already gold! Though of course, I would love to see the continued adventures of our brave anal endurance explorers! And Tuunbaq’s taking of his prize 🍑🍆
Re: (incomplete) FILL: Any cold boy/Tuunbaq, anal training for the Tuuncoq
(Anonymous) 2023-01-07 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)