Ugh Pairings: Martha and the Face of Boe

Martha ran her hands along the Face of Boe's fleshy skin. Her fingers squirmed in and out of the long, fishy tentacles and she rubbed them with joy. The Face of Boe awoke with a startle. He was lying on the ground with a cracked shell. "Oh oh oh," He mumbled in his usual incoherent grunts. God knows what he wanted, but Martha didn't care. She did things to him which are too disgusting and erotic to write about even HERE!

Suddenly, she heard the footsteps of a Cat Nun coming her way. But she wanted to finish the job, so she did it. She pulled his man-milk into her earthquake and moaned. And groaned. And stuff.

Then she grabbed her deus ex machina teleporter and teleported to the future. Or the past depending on when you wanna place this.

"They called me the Face of Boe," Jack tried to smile, but his botox wouldn't let him. Martha reappeared a split milisecond after she had disappeared. "The Face of Boe?" She thought... and grinned a menacing grin whilst patting her stomach tenderly...