All Comments on 'Mum-mmy's The Word'

""Darling, is your custom ready for the party tomorrow night?" I asked my husband as we were eating that night." Not a very good start. What the hell is a "custom?" Proof-reading the first line probably would have made sense. Oh, well.

Loving Wives? Really?? Wrong place, but a great story. 4 stars, but it needs more. What is she going to give birth to? Oh, come on. You didn't see it coming??

The BEAR

I know i messed up with a few things! my eye sight was messing with me bad and missed it. Technically it was a loving wife that cheated so it should be this category even if it was with a monster thing.

I liked the lead up, but the ending didn't make any sense to me. Not even a hint of an explanation about why any of this happened, why she was being watched, etc. So, good concept in my opinion, shows some creativity, but just didn't deliver, for me anyway, resulting in an average story.

Great prank story.

She never cheated. Made out with Mummy who she always believed was her husband. The phone call to him from home made her think she cheated her husband with monster unknowingly and with horror of glass shattering she fainted. When woke up, she found her husband and the mummy costume to know she was right and the last part of phonecall and glass shattering was the final prank. Great story.

4 Stars, the story's good, a little predictable, but entertaining.

Not quite sure I got the very last sentence though.

Creepy fun.

VERY SHITTY ENDING!!!

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Typo in the lede isn't a great look.

Love the spooky premise; wonder how full her pussy was after two injections--but do mummies still have semen?

Cute. There's gotta be a follow-up sequel somehow!

MLJ

"Darling, is your custom ready for the party tomorrow night?" - You know it's going to be bad when the 4th word in a 2200 word story is wrong! It's "costume!"

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"Just as we had finished eating my husband's phone started to ring." - Punctuation is your friend! There should be a comma after "eating." As written it says you were finished eating your husband's phone!

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Why didn't he just go in that night, maybe have enough done to take a couple of hours to go to the party? I know, it's needed for the story, so why not have the party the night he got the call, and he has to go in that night?

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FTDS.

It's a decent mistaken identity story with a Halloween theme, but nothing great and not really a Loving Wives story.

Very badly writen

Very simple premise, but well written and a quick fun read.

ummmm I dont get it. and whats a custom. i guess it was supposed to be Costume. Lastly, didnt she notice that the mummy #2 dick was different than her husbands that she supposedly always played with. just MEH

Very lame plot idea, only successful when executed with great detail and logic. Why would a woman fuck some guy she can't identify, at a neighbor's party, with a person who won't communicate with her? Ridiculous. And for obvious reasons you don't wear or accept a costume that makes the wearer unidentifiable. Just silly and stupid.

First, Sweetie is NOT adventurous in the LW sense of that. I give Halloween LW tales some leeway in October, but Sweetie is a wife who intended to have sex with Hubby! That is somewhat hard to believe since she is a Bestie of the hostess and prepared herself for the party. Not a lot of wives beyond three months of her nuptials would even think of that at a party (Hubbies might … try)

Second, the author presents her poker as a supernatural entity, since that entity knew her address.

3*

@ejsathome

TR: ""Darling, is your custom ready for the party tomorrow night?" I asked my husband as we were eating that night." Not a very good start. What the hell is a "custom?" - Don't you THINK "costume" was the intended word! Not that hard to come to that conclusion!

To those who thought that this was poorly written and criticized the writer do write a better story yourself.

The story was enjoyable. It could have been better, but could I write a better one, I don't think so. Thanks to all that post here. So write a better one.

If there was nothing there at the end when she woke up but a pair of eyes then when she fished his ,(or it's dick) out to suck it would have turned to whatever happened to what was wrapped in the rags. So much for Dusty Dicky, or better yet Dirt Dick, no, Petrified Woodie.

You get my drift.

"Darling, is your custom ready for the party tomorrow night?"

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Costume, NOT custom! Yeah, it's "just" a typo, but it's in the first fucking sentence, where it should be instantly obvious. If you care so little about your own story, why should anyone else?

You could see the cliché ending coming a mile away.

Not as good as your other stories but writing is good (except for one word).