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Mentally Exhausted Russian Cosmonaut Copulates With A Fruit Fly
byIvan Petrikov
He hears his name
Hullo
Not that…. stop it, jerry!
But jerry stood still, floating in his cosmonaut cabin
Hullo, jerry? I forgot what I was gunna say
It’s okay Ivan
Take your
Time
Monster sauce
Gets poured all over his gleaming, naked bosom
So we’re writing alien smut now, aye?
No jerry, but we can… if Ivan wants
Ivan: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yes
Okay good. Thank you Ivan. Now, on to the smut:Monster sauce, on his naked bosom, Ivan stares into the grey, latticed eyes…
Jerry
He looks into Ivan
Sees his soul through insect vision
Will you be my integrallactic
Thats not how you spell intergalactic Ivan
Intergalactic
There we go, okay continueWill you be my intergalactic fuckbunnyMy my! Don’t curse!
Will you be my intergalactic f**kbunny
There we go.Monster sauce on me harder
Ivan and his big, masculine Russian hands
Rush to carry jerry bridal style
He throws
Him off
The alumininum
Platform.
He releases monster sauce
And jerry implodesIvan smile
Smiles
Good Ivan
Now eat
Okay-Rupee Car