Originally Posted by birno

Hydra should be punished for loving waffles and hating pancakes...you have 3 days and if that dosen't happen then ima rek him with a spoon

Originally Posted by birno

he posted that after I did...

Originally Posted by Valterain1

I am very intimidated with your ability to write.

Here's another story. Titled "Four Men getting Gravy in the Navy." It's kinda NSFW, read at your own risk.

Four Men getting Gravy in the Navy

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Journal Entry 1

It was a bright Autumn day on the S.S. Smegma destroyer. It was me and my 3 best mates, O’Reilly, a young chap with a reasonable sized schlong. Betty White, a strong young woman whose hair is longer in her nether regions than on top her head. And there there was Mr. Clean, a mute man whose penis was larger than any man's heart. I find myself walking beside them, the clatter of our footsteps harmonized against the cold metal floor of the vessel. We reaching briefing after making our way through the sticky hallways of the Smegma Destroyer, only to find myself in front of our Commander, Mrs. Butterworth. It’s said that her indian accent is even stronger than her rounded figure, but I find her as to be more curvy than rounded. Mrs. Butterworth placed her eyes on me, and in that moment I knew. The Smegma Eaters were back. They were no creatures such as the Smegma Eaters. The only humanoid feature about them was the male genitalia protruding from their back. But what came out of this penis was not semen, but instead a toxin injected orally or anally. Even the smallest dose will cause a man to drop to the floor in violent orgasms. I proceeded towards the armory, reaching for my weapon. Each man on the ship was required to use Vaginal Discharge rounds, the only round known to dissolve the thick vaginal walling that covered the entirety of their body. We were ordered to head to the deck. But, I had tripped on my shoelace on my way to the deck, hitting my head against the hard metal flooring. I fell unconscious then, but what happened soon after I woke will stay in my mind forever.

Journal Entry 1B

I had awoken to the startling sound of man meat against man meat. The ground beneath me was a sickly brown color, with the consistency of a wet sponge. It did not take me long to realize where I was. I was inside the dripping chamber, as Betty White had called it. The place where the Smegma monsters would reproduce with a human host. And soon thereafter, I heard the horrific sound of a penis slapping against wet skin. I reached my belt for my menstruation laced knife, holding it close to my body. The Smegma monster entered the room. I felt nausea, a sickly sight of Vaginal Fluids and semen dripping from it’s wet skin. It came closer, and I forced the blade in it’s throat, sexual bodily fluids dripping from the wound falling on to me. I forced the vomit down my throat. I eventually give in, and convulse violently as the vomit drips from my chin. Wiping it up against my sleeve, I stand up, my knuckles white as my fingers clench to the knife, approaching the light source from the other side of the cave…

Journal Entry 2

It didn’t take me long to realise I was in the eye of the shit storm. The thick canadian accent of Ms. Butterworth resonating in my ears. Tossed my weapon, and my thick Labia plated armor, I was to man the front lines. It was my first time manning the front, as I am usually on the SS Smegma Destroyer. There are many mechanisms to prevent breaching of the front lines. This included Artillery that ejected Baby Gravy rounds, able to take down a large group of Smegma monsters. And each man was equipped with a Vaginal Annihilation Neurotoxins, shot off in small canisters from confetti launchers. I was given 5 of these canisters, and was supplied my own confetti launcher. I held the penis fastened to a chain in a similar fashion to a cross tightly, praying to myself as an attack was announced throughout the trench. They were coming. The first man to be hit was feet away from me, jolting violently from his orgasms as the medics pulled him away, leaving behind a trail of semen and blood. The smegma monsters were relentless, the screams of men all ejaculating around me, almost in a perfect unison. I knew what must be done. Reaching for the confetti launcher attached to my belt, I peered my head from the trench. Shooting off the Vaginal Neurotoxin, piercing it through the head of the Smegma monster. It let out a piercing screech, it’s massive body falling to the ground. Regardless, the smegma monsters pushed forward, coating the land in thick semen. I climbed up out of the trench, running as fast as I could. But it was too late, and my world was tainted black.

Raw Google Drive link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1...it?usp=sharing