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Ryuji came sprinting into Makoto’s room as soon as he was free from graduating highschool on his 18th birthday. As he flung the door open, it launched from its hinges straight into Sae, killing her instantly.
“I do declare that it is time for the sex, dude!”
Makoto lazily rolled her eyes as she continued to read about the blooming plant life of Buckingham Palace while lounging on her bed. She was tired of this horny blonde bitch knocking for a slice of her apple pie. This was the third time in a row that he had killed Sae, and Makoto was quickly running out of limes for the offering to Boulrauf.
“Ryuji, get the fuck out.”
Ryuji’s smile grew immensely. This time he had come prepared, and knew just what he had to do in order to get some slimy sloppy toppy from the coolest girl in town. He suddenly pulled the 15 foot tree had had hidden behind him out for her to see, poising it in such a way that she could see its full glory. He drooled as he watched her eyes widen while dropping both her magazine and jaw. Suddenly the entire bed upon which she laid was soaked in her fluids. Like the wellsprings of heaven in Genesis 7:11, her dam had broken. Ryuji was quickly knee deep in her arousal sauce and the great spring of Makoto showed no signs of stopping
“Great googly moogly Ryuji! Why didn’t you tell me that you had an American Chestnut Tree this whole time? Where do you want me to start, the left or the right side of your shaft?”
Ryuji was overcome with joy at the sluts' words. He could barely contain the energy of such happiness and threw his hands into the air in celebration. The wenches dickuum was as good as his! Unfortunately for him, however, he was still holding the tree and launched it into the ceiling with the force of the sun.
“FUCKING SHIT!”
With such a launch the tree was the fastest moving object in the atmosphere as it soared. There were several scientists in other hemispheres who mistook it as a meteorite. Religious zealots believed it was a sign from God of change to come as it streaked the sky. A statue was immediately constructed to commemorate the day humanity was almost destroyed in a small village. Ryuji and Makoto quickly lost track of it through the window, but the scraping sound it created against the wind meant that it was obviously headed straight for another continent.
*KRRHSHSHHSHHRKRKKKEKKKCCHHCCHCHKSKSKSKSKSKKS*
Ryuji waited with baited cock until a discernable and unique crash flooded the space between him and the suddenly dry woman on the bed. Her glare was murderous, and possibly indicative of him losing squatters rights to her mouth. He wanted to run like the coward he was, but he knew that there was always a chance for a pity handjob.
“Ryuji, that crash can only mean that tree destroyed all of the good parts of England! How could you be so foolish? How could you allow your lust to ruin such a mediocre country? Millions of lives were taken away just now by your hands! They were grilling beans to serve with toast. Toast! Do you even know what toast is? It’s a piece of bread which is placed inside a toaster oven to be cooked for a couple of minutes to then be eaten with grilled beans! It’s a meal apparently. On this day you have taken a bite out of history. A center of stolen cultures and confusing accents has been eviscerated because of your carelessness. Now the people in every other country will have nowhere to look to know that they are better than somebody. The world needs a shit ass country like England. We as a species need to be able to point and laugh at them, to be able to kick dirt in the eyes of English children knowing they will amount to nothing. You have taken all of that away, and for what? A ride on my carousel of pleasure? Shame upon you, Ryuji. I will ensure that Boulrauf will take no mercy upon you.”
Ryuji continued to stare at Makoto’s tits as she rambled on. Suddenly the ground beneath him shook, the very fabric that held it together was torn apart as schisms formed. He looked up to see Makoto levitating above him, limes and an ancient tome in her hands as she chanted something in a language he had never heard. A burst of steam then rose from the abyss which obscured her from him. He looked down to see a horribly grotesque, and inconceivably formed figure reaching up as it floated toward him from the depths. He could feel the seems of his mind slipping away as he tried to escape the room, but there were too many cracks now to have sure footing. The monster then reached out with its terrible hand, and grabbed Ryuji as he screamed from the madness and terror.
“I warned you, bitch.”
As soon as she dropped the last of her limes into Boulrauf’s domain, everything returned to as it was. With the exclusion of one particularly irritating blonde. Makoto looked around her room with a sigh of satisfaction. She then picked up her magazine, and began to read again.
“God damn it, I forgot about Sae!”