Rat got raped.
Do I feel like laughing? Don't know. AHAHAHAHA
I remember coming online just to blog. But I forgot what I wanted to blog about. Maybe I should carry on with my story where I left it:
Rat hated the teacher who stared back at him with her double chin. Totally disgusted, Rat didn't know how to react. He had no iFea how he was going to get out of his predicament for inciting hatred towards a fellow schoolmate. How could he tell her with tender loving care that he didn't do it on purpose; that C. Ken was so detestable that he needn't personally go around posting pictures of him on the web to get others to hate him.
Simply put, he didn't have a way to wriggle out of her vice-like grip. So he just stood there, letting her words wash over him without retaliating because teachers are always right.
Even with the prospect of caning, he didn't waver. He stood firm and blah.
Then he remembered his new-found powers. He didn't care that she was fat and ugly, he just wanted to use his powers to get her horny enough to excuse herself from him to go to the toilet to M. Then he'd be able to take a breather from her barrage of threats and whatnot. He just wanted to spew vulgarities of her in her absence. So he activated his Innocence and struck, a tad too hard. Oops.
The frog looked up at him lustily, and although Rat was not good looking, it was just like the adage(or idiom?) about the toad lusting after the swan's flesh, and that says a lot because Rat wasn't much of a swan. That's beside the point.
Frogger started stripping just outside the classroom, revealing her amphibian-ic skin and shit and stuff like that. Remember Snorlax? Yea, the magnitude is somewhat similar. Rat couldn't handle it anymore. He was already disgusted by the thought of her M-ing in some random staff toilet, and now she was stripping bare for his viewing pleasure, which wasn't very pleasurable considering her figure.
He wanted out. He regretted having gotten into such shit. Hell, even caning would be better was what ran through his mind. He felt almost as if Sex was obliterated from the Earth, and the prospect of recovering any possible boners near zilch. He even felt his dick shrivelling up and his balls contracted in disgust and fear of what the monster would do to it. Protective mechanism in play here. He didn't want to pop her cherry. Or have anything to do with her lower body.
He didn't have any faith in God, but he prayed for the torture to end. He didn't want to die right after having sex with the nameless lesbian from the previous part. He didn't want to lose his powers.
Frogger stood dripping wet in full glory(or lack of glory), in the public, in his prestigious school. Hell, he would've taken a picture of her and post it on random forums if not for fear that his phone camera would melt. And the visual pollution that would ensue from posting on online forums would make Singapore a sad place.
Sex itself felt humiliated by the work of Devil. Rat lost his ability to control horniness in other people and Frogger went into overdrive.
After the deed was done, Rat felt impotent. He couldn't stand anymore. He wanted out, he wanted to die once more. It says a lot when the embodiment of Sex gets thoroughly humiliated. He wanted to die once more. He visited the place where he gained the Devil's Fruit and wanted to jump. And once more, the divine voice reverberated within his very self...
To be continued.
Umm...this may sound pretentious and very hypocritical, but any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and any inconveniences caused is deeply regretted. Inconvenience meaning boner-less.
I skipped the details because
1) You'd be disgusted, and
2) because I would be disgusted, and
3) because I don't know how to.
I do hope my friends would be able to connect the dots.
-- 8/03/2008 09:44:00 PM
