Posted at 8:40 pm on Apr 5, 2017 by:
Botch Recliner (Soon-To-Be Champion)
HUH? MY ANUS IS READY.
Hra'gad could only smile at his father's processing of everything he'd just seen and heard. It was a smile of satisfaction, of delight that he would finally be able to end the lives of the people he hated most.
If what Red had just witnessed was true, and he had no reason to believe it wasn't, Aeean Hades wasn't so wrong in being pissed off at him. It went further than him fucking Angel though. That pathetic pussy The Dark Sincentius tricked him. He should have never trusted anything living in the Gate of Wickedness.
Taking a step closer to Hra'gad, Red said, "Yours plans sound fun and all, but I have some bad news for you. You might have grown in a forest and were worshiped by some ancient tribe. I'm still your father though and you've been a bad boy. It's time for your punishment, son."
Hra'gad only shook his head, even as the Monster Beef rose into the air between the father and son. It was ready to be wielded like a sword by its master and it was as solid as one too. In excitement of being used so viciously, a large drop of pre-cum formed on the tip, holding there for a few seconds before dripping down the side.
Meanwhile in the future...
At the idea of Alex's idea to bring back CreatureMania, Botch said, "HUH? EVERY PORN KNOWS, WANKS TO KNOW..."
Then nothing.
Dealing with Botch, Gunther, Fagwell and then the Darkshit Wrassling Frauds was an exhausting job. Waiting for the rest of Botch's thought, Alex he leaned back in his seat and started to doze off.
Nine hours later, Alex woke up to the feeling of his socks and shoes getting wet. The strong smell of piss followed and he quickly pinched his nose.
Botch was still sitting in the back of the van, staring off into space, but his pissing hadn't stopped. He was flooding the van with his piss.
Disgusted and wondering what the hell was wrong with Botch's bladder, Alex quickly climbed out of the van and started to shake what he could of the piss off of his shoes without touching them with his hands.
Gunther and Fagwell were also in the back of the van, examining each others' genital warts. Upon seeing Alex climb out, they farted in each others' face before climbing out too. However, opening the back doors caused the pool of piss to pour to out, pouring the still confused Botch out of the van as well.
Rolling on the ground for another nine hours, Botch could only say, "OWWWWWWWWW!"
Gunther and Fagwell started tasting gum from the sidewalk to pass the time and Alex was considering joining them when Botch finally stood up.
Scratching his pissy micro penis, Botch said, "AT CREATUREMINIS, I CHANGE STAPHANIE FOR THE TRANSSEXUAL TITLE."
