Misadventures of Frosty

[PoisonFrosty]

Just wanted to make a thread where I could post some of my fantasy stories. Nothing special, if not poorly written. Just for fun.


I am 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.


Frosty vs Lane

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.

 

[Autolycus]

Thanks for sharing your fantasy. Now you have started, why not continue to write some more

 

[PoisonFrosty]

Thanks for sharing your fantasy. Now you have started, why not continue to write some more

You probably say that to everyone.

 

[Autolycus]

You probably say that to everyone.

Only those who show promise

 

[PoisonFrosty]

Rain washed down on the project buildings in the moonlight. The broken down, underbelly of the city. Home to the hard luck and criminals alike. Down in the alley a shadowy figure saunters casually through the rain wearing only black pleather arm sleeves, stockings, and speedo thong. Drenched from the rain, he enters through a heavy metal door on the side of the alley. He looks ups to a towering spiral of stairs with a smirk before beginning his ascent to the rooftops.


After a long climb to the top, he opens the door to the roof and steps back into the pouring rain. He looks around examining the dark corners...


"You're likely to catch a cold dressed like that in this weather sweetheart.." A gruff voice shouts as a stalky tall mucsular man with a scruffy face and bandana steps out from the shadows, followed by two slightly smallers guys.


"Ha...you know what they call me right, darling?"


Laughing the muscular man replies "That's right, baby. They call you Frosty."


"It's Frost. Get it right, juicehead." Frost snaps back.


"Hahaha take it easy sweat pea. Dont let that little thong ride up your ass too high now. They call me Ronnie Razor. The man answers.

Frost unamused by the small talk responds "Ronnie Razor? What kind of fucking name is that? Do you have it or not Ronald?"

"Oh yeah take it easy. I've got it. What else are we here for? Unless you came just to see me?"


"Save it. You're not my type, Ronald. Besides i've got other plans for this evening. Are you sure this stuff works?"


"Oh it works sweety. They use this shit in Brazil. Drop it in a drink, or stick em with it and they will be a total slave to your will. It's intense shit. You can basically turn someone into your slave."


Frost's eyes light up and he smiles as he reaches down his thigh into his skin tight stocking and slides out a fold of cash. "Good."


The two make the exchange, and Frost quickly turns and exits through the door.


"Good luck making your way back home cheeks!" Ronnie shouts out to him..

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Later that same night Officer Will Glacier and two other cops dressed in undercover clothes run up to an apartment door in the bad side of town. Will is wearing tight jeans over combat boots and a brown leather jacket with a tucked in t shirt. Will takes the lead. "Ready on three. 1...2...3" and he kicks the door in. The three enter the dark apartment and go seperate ways. Will scans to the right in the darkness. From one of the dark corners a thug jumps out of the shadows behind Will and smashes him over the head with a lamp, stunning Will but he stays standing. Will quickly gets a body lock on the thug and wrestles him to the ground. He blasts him with a few punches to the face to keep him down. "What do you know about this new drug!? The one turning people into slaves, you piece of shit!"

"Fuck you pig.." The bloodied thug gurgles before spitting blood in Will's face. Will responds by slamming his down to the floor and handcuffs him as the other two cops regroup with Will.


"Get him out of here!" The two then lift the thug to his feet and drag him away.


They emerge from the building and into the still pouring rain. "Does it ever stop raining in the fucking city!?" Will mutters as he walks the opposite way of his partners to his car. He fumbles for his keys when a voice comes from the shadows.

"Didn't rough him up too bad did you?"

Frost steps out from the shadows in his skimpy outfit soaking wet from the rain...

 

[PoisonFrosty]

Not exactly suitable rain attire. You're gonna catch a chill, Frosty." Will says sarcastically.


"Hahaha...i like being all wet." Frost quips back.


Tired and uninterested, Will goes to get in his car. "I don't have time for this." He mutters as he opens the door. Frost pushes the door closed again and presses himself against Will. "Don't you think its time you gave in?"

Will looks Frost up and down, then slowly reaches down softly gripping his tight latex bound package. Frost becomes instantly aroused, letting out a whimper. Will smiles for just a second before suddenly tightening his grip. Frost's eyes become wide as Will forces him onto the sidewalk and presses him against the wall, his hand firmly embedded in his crotch. Frost still wide eyed and breathing heavily in bioth fear and arousal, places his hands on Will's chest.

"I said i don't have time for this!" Will growls.


Frost holds his hands back up and against the wall in surreneder. Will releases him and gets into his car, while Frost remains against the wall fully aroused mouth open breathing heavily. As Will pulls away Frost's expression changes to an evil grin as he opens his hand and fangles Will's office keys he had just taken out of his jacket without him knowing.

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Later that same night Will returns to his office to find the door unlocked, and the lights off. He enters cautiously, but is immediately attacked by Frost from behind the door. Stabbing him in the shoulder a syringe filled with the drug Frost had obtained earlier. Will stumbles forward almost immediately collapsing to the floor.


Will awakens in Frost's hideaway, sitting in the floor, and bound to a pole by rope, groggy and confused. What Frost had thought was a mind controlling drug was actually just a strong sedative. Will looks up to Frost standing in front of him with a wide stance, hands on hips, and a devilish grin.

"NOW are ready to surrender to me?" Frost says as he grabs the side of his skin tight black latex thong, pulling it up and tighter against his crotch as he grinds his hips up and down in front of Will's face, laughing in an evil and ifeminate manner.

Will smiles as he responds "if you untie me now, i will go easy on you."

A look of surpise comes across Frost's face as he reaches into his thight high latex stocking and pulls out another vile of the so called mind control drug. "Damn! Ripped off again! This is just a tranquilizer. Bastard! How are you even awake!? I suppose i will just have to pump some of this crap into to make sure you stay put while i go pay our friend another visit. You just hold still."

Meanwhile Will is rifling his hands around behind his back.

"What are you doing!?" Frost says as he steps closer to Will. Will smiles, and Frosts eyes widen with fear and realizing he is standing right under Will's foot. He gasps as Will presses his foot into his crotch, pushing him to the floor and causing him to drop the vile. Frost lays slumped over on his side and subdued, as Will struggles to free himself using his watch to snap a couple ropes and loosen himself. It takes him a few moments, but Frost remains down and incapacitated, around and knowing he is already defeated. Will finally frees himself and gets up. He picks up the vile and approaches Frost. He grabs him by the hair and the back of his tight black latex speedo thong, ginving him a huge wedgie as he pulls him to his feet. Will holds him up with a handful of his long hair clenching the vile in his hand. Frosts looks at Will mouth and eyes wide in fear, and begins cumming himself. His pale ass cheeks and thighs jiggling as he weakly stuggles to get free. Will looks at the pathetic Frost angrily...

"How about a taste of your own medicine, Frosty?"

"Nooo!!" Frost screams as Will stuffs the vile into Frosts wide open mouth, and blasts him with a powerful punch to the face, smashing the vile and lifting Frost off his feet and sending him falling backwards to the floor. His eyes roll into the back of his head utterly unconscious, laying there with his legs spread wide open. Out cold, but still cumming uncontrollably. Will drops to one knee next to him still woozy from the tranquilizer with the sound of the tight latex squeezing against Frosts crotch. Will scrounges for his gear that Frost had removed earlier and finds his radio. He calls in for help.


The voice responds over the radio. "Will?! Is that you? Whats going on?"

"Psycho ex problems..."

"Frost again?"

"Yeah..."

"Is he restrained?"

"He's out cold."

"Make sure he's cuffed Will!"

"He wont be waking up any time soon.."

"Will...restrain him. We're on our way."

"10-4."


Will finds his cuffs and crawls over to Frost's limp body. He grabs the side of his thong, using it to pull Frost over onto his face, then pulls his limp arms behind his back and aggressively cuffs his hands against his pale ass. Frost still cumming himself as Will looks down at his unconscious body. Face down and legs spread open. His hands now tightly cuffed behind his ass. Will collapses all the way to the ground. Exhausted but not out, as sirens are heard in the background.

 

[PoisonFrosty]

I was laid on the couch last night watching wrestling with my roommate. I had my hair in pigtail braids and i was wearing just a silver thong, black thigh high stockings, black arm sleeves, and a choker.

I kept teasing him about how I could beat him in a wrestling match, admitting that he would dominate me, but i could sneakily wrap my legs around his head and submit him. So finally he got up and was like "OK lets find out then!" And stripped down to his jockey shorts.

I got on my hands and knees in the referee position which made start getting a little hard. Then he just grabbed my thong and gave a huge wedgie instantly making me shoot a burst of cum into my thong then he quickly flipped me over already defeated. He grabbed the top of my thong and pulled it up against my crotch. All i could do was look down wide eyed mouth open at my rock hard cock bursting through my silver thong as he made me cum uncontrollably.

Kicking my legs out and screaming as he held me there until i went limp. As i lay in a daze moaning he grabbed the meat of my thigh and pinned my leg back and to the floor. He counted all the way to 100 as i lay there in his grasp softly moaning and weakly gyrating while he held me pinned down with ease. Once he counted to 100 he aggressively pushed my leg down so that my legs were spread wide open. My head tilted and dropped to the side and passed out from cumming so hard, and he just left me laying there out cold on the floor all night

 

[Autolycus]

Leaving you on the cold floor for the night was an unkind thing to do

 

[PoisonFrosty]

Leaving you on the cold floor for the night was an unkind thing to do

He likes to humiliate me, but I kind of like it too.

 

[PoisonFrosty]

Frosty vs Jacob Part 1:

Jacob is a powerful, but honest politician. I am posing as an infatuated intern, hoping to seduce him and use him for my wicked agenda. I know he is attracted to me, and i manage to get close to him under false pretenses, even though he has a long time boyfriend. We begin seeing each other in secret. Spending late nights working out together at his private gym in the office building. We pass by the wrestling mats one night as we are walking out together. I taunt him saying "ive never seen you out here with the boys. Not much of a wrestler are you?"

He responds with a chuckle. "I wrestled a little in junior high..." And continues walking while i stay behind taking off my black military boots, and crawling on to the mat seductively, bragging about my jujitsu skills. I wiggle my ass at him on my hands and knees wearing a tight black long sleeve under armor shirt and skin tight black leather leggings. Humoured, he kneels down beside me and grabs my waist in the starting position. Looking back at him over my shoulder with a wicked seductive smile "Well?? Make a move mr. Junior high?" Facing ahead again as i laugh at him, but my expression quickly turns to shock when he pulls my tight leather leggings down around my ankles, pinning my legs together, and exposing my ass in a skin tight black leather thong, making me cum instantly. He slides his hand between my pinned thighs, grabs my crotch, and flips me over on my back, laying over my torso with my arms trapped against my sides pinning me. I cum myself as he holds me pinned at will as i struggle with my leggings around my ankles holding my legs pinned together until i let out a soft moan "oooh..." as a hard blast of cum subdues me and i stop struggling. The he pulls my tight shirt up over my head and turns me over face down. He pulls my leggings off my ankles and looks at me laying face down in my tight leather thong and thigh high stockings softly writhing and moaning. Then he starts spanking my ass causing me to squirm as i struggle to get my shirt off. Once i free myself i turn over on my butt, my open legs knees up and scoot backwards away from him. slowly crawling towards me. Toying with me.

We begin rolling around the mat. Wrestling playfully. Jacob allowing me to initiate submission attempts, only to shut me down. He gets me on my back and pins my arms to the mat. becoming over confident and lets his gaurd down, allowing me to wrap my legs around his head and squeeze. He struggles, trying to pry my thighs open, as i taunt him and laugh.


It's then where i begin to reveal my wicked agenda to him. Telling him together we could take over and rule the city. That with me in his corner we would be unstoppable. Jacob has none of it "What!? Are you insane!? Who are you!?" He grunts, continuing to struggle, but is unable to free his head from my strong thighs, and is pinned to the mat on his back. Me straddling and squeezing his head with my crotch in his face. I laugh wickedly and sneer "think of the power we will have together! This city will belong to us. stop fighting and just give in to me..."

He stops struggling. Seemingly seduced and taking my plan into consideration, slowly running his hands up the back up my thighs to my ass. "I knew you would see it my way" i moan, completely aroused, i grind my crotch against my face and run my fingers through my hair, as he slides his hand up my ass and under the waist bands of my tight shiny black pleather thong. "Not a chance!" And he jerks my thong up into my crotch and i gasp. My legs go limp, releasing my grasp as he hoists my up above his face by my thong and holds me there as i cum, then pulls me forward over his head, and i fall face down on the mat with my thong hiked way up my ass. He flips me over on my back, and grabs the inside of my thigh and pins it back hard making me cum again, crying out "UGH!" as he holds me there helpless and pinned, continuing to cum myself. Eventually he releases me and pushes me over on my side. Laying there in a daze, as he gets up and gets dressed. He fastens on his watch last, is i prop my self up on my elbows and my legs open on my knees. Breathing heavily, looking up at him, humiliated. He walks past me to exit the building, when i snap at him.

"if you dont do what i want, then i will just have to tell your boyfriend all about us. I recorded our every conversation, Jakey! Hahaha!" He turns around and stands over me.

"I thought so..." I purr, looking up at him with a wicked smirk.

Jacob becomes enraged looking down at me poised in my slutty attire. Pathetic and desperate.

"Stay away from him, you EVIL BITCH!"

and he kicks me face, heel first into my chin, and his whole foot into my face. My ass jiggles as my limp body collapses to the mat, slumped over on my side, ass perked up in a heap. Out cold.

The authorities arive to find me bent over and stuffed in a trash can on the sidewalk in front of the building with my ass and legs dangling over the side, and i am cuffed and taken to jail for impersonating as his intern

 

[PoisonFrosty]

I've been talking to an older guy in my area online for about a month. Bruce, he's 56 and i'm 29 lol. He first contacted me about meeting up to have a shoot freestyle match and get it on video.

I replied to him saying "Well, a little forward dont you think? Settle down Daddy, we dont want you to hurt yourself, now do we? I think we'll just chat a little for now..."

We started roleplaying and having cyber matches, exchanged pics. He sent me pics of him and his buldge in his singlet lol, and i sent him some provacative pics of me in my outfits.

We started talking on the phone a lot, and last night we were talking on the phone, and i was having him look up and watch some of my favorite villainess defeat matches and scenes with me. being very sarcastic and rude to him. After watching this scene:

He told me "that is exactly what i would do to you if i were there right now, and shut that little mouth of yours for good."

I got pretty hot and a little intimitated by him finally asserting himself to me....Soo of course i kept teasing him!

"whats with the singlet anyway? You barely have any muscle tone, hardly like any wrestler I've ever seen. I have doubts you have ever even had an actual wrestling match."

He replied saying "well actually i did. I tried out for the team in high school, but never did win a match, and didnt make the team." I started giggling at him, but he cut me off saying "but i could put your slutty ass in your place and pin you in 30 seconds.."

Making me flustered and leaving me speachless. Finally shutting me up, instantly getting hard, on the verge of cumming myself in my tight little thong. Pouty and angered by him humilating me i sneered back...

"Hmph! We'll see about that. Come and get me! You'll be in for a surprise! Ha!" And hung up on him.

Half wittedly texting him my address, in a hissy fit, telling him to come over now.

"1 hour." He texted back.


I was already in my outfit with my hair in boxer braids, black eyeliner, choker, black pleather wrist sleeves, matching thigh high stockings, a tight glittery black thong, and a gold belt. I jumped in the shower and got soaking wet, and covered myself head to toe in baby oil, then i laid out a mat on the floor, hiding my pepper spray underneath the mat, then laid back on my elbows with my legs crossed waiting for him, leaving the door cracked open

I saw hisbheadlights flash through the window as he pulled up. He came to the door, entering cautiously, expecting an ambush. surprised to see me there just lounging on the mat. He was fully clothed, and i scoffed and snickered at him, uncrossing my legs.

"You're not going to wrestle me in that are you??"

Turning over on my hands and knees, getting into the starting position, perking my ass up at him, so that he could see my shiny silver thong squeezing up my crotch.

"Where's your singlet!?? Hahaha" laughing wickedly at him.

My plan was to play possum, and quickly spin around when he kneeled down and kick him in the groin and retrieve my pepper spray and blast him with it, so i could safely wrap my legs around his head and choke him out. Then i would be able to have my way humiliating him and getting my revenge. Not expecting him to take off his shirt and slide his pants down, revealing a tight camo speedo, and combat boots.

I gasped, and instantly froze with intimidation. Foiling my wicked little plan for a sneak attack. Starting to get hard, breathing heavily, throbbing painfully in my tight thong, as i look up at him helplessly, thwarted..

He knelt down next to me, my ass and crotched perked up at him, quivering. He gripped his hand firmly around my throbbing buldge, potruding through my tight shiny thong, making me cry out "UGGHH!!" and i started cumming, girating my crotch against his hand and cumming myself, moaning "ughhh!! Ughh!!" Before he grabs my thong and jerks it up hard into my crotch.

I scream "Ahhh!!" as he lifted me off the mat by my thong into the air, flipping me over on my back, laying me out with my legs wide open, eyes and mouth gaping and quivering cowardly. Terrified, as he looked down at my wide open legs, staring at my crotch, admiring his handy work, while i lay there cumming hard with my thong digging painfully deep in my crotch from the wedgie he blasted me with.

After letting me lay there in suspence for a few moments to think about my wicked ways while i submissively await my commupance, Bruce slowly kneeled down and grabbed the inside of my thigh high up by my crotch and jerked my leg up and pinned it back making me scream "UGHH!" and making me cum hard. He held me pinned helplessly, weakly writhingmy hips and moaning "ughh ughh ughh.." slowly pinning my leg back tighter, making me cum harder and harder, and i started crying, cumming my brains out as my tight glittery thong squeezed against my throbbing buldge, while he held my leg pinned back with ease. He held me there with my leg pinned back for like 5 mintues while i sobbed and came myself over and over before finally letting me go. The he stood up and looked down at me laying on the mat pathetically with my legs open, writhing and girating my hips and crying. Still cumming.

"Thanks for the match." He said smirking, making me cum harder and moan "UGH!", humiliated as i cup my hands over my throbbing crotch and turn over on my side, subdued, and prone holding my crotch, still cumming and sobbing softly. He walked away to get dressed while i lay slumped over in a heap and in a daze, until suddenly being pressed down face first to the mat. i felt him grab the back of my thong, and gently pull it up firmly against my throbbing crotch. I moaned softly "oOoOoh" slowly and sexually girating my pelvis, and cumming myself as held my glossy silver thong gently but tightly against my crotch, then he pulled it a little tighter and i gasped and froze...

"AAGHH!!" I screamed while he suddenly jerked my thong HARD up against my crotch and up my ass knocking me completely out cold. He held me hoisted up, and dangling limp by my thong before letting go to fall down face first on the mat, laying there limp, with my legs wide open, with my slutty thong jerked way up my ass, completely unconscious. Taking his phone out to snap a picture of me face down and unconscious with my legs spread wide open before heading home, leaving me there laid out and completely devestated.