One day there was a big explosion. I ran out to investigate but I decided to eat a meat pie. It was dark brown and mushy on the inside. I took one bite and it suddenly disappeared! To my astonishment, it had fusted with my hand! I thus became Pie Man!
As Pie Man, all the bitches loved me. This became apparent when he discovered a pie was lodged up his anus. “Oh my,” he exclaimed, “My poor virgin butthole.” Also he turned into a gay vampire.“A GAY VAMPIRE!?” Gay Vampire Pie Man yelled as he watched his gay vampire hands sparkle in the sunlight. “Fuck now we are speaking in third person!” I said to no one in particular, suddenly switching to a first person view. “I’m getting dizzy,” I murmured to myself, before collapsing into a chair. The pie felt warm in my ass, and reminded me very much of that warm summers day when daddy touched me.
I began to shiver from top to bottom, when a large man burst through the door, almost blowing it off it’s hinges. Rolling over to me, he spoke in a booming voice. “I’m coming for you boy!” He yelled, “You’re a wizard Pie Man!” and he grabbed Gay Vampire Pie Man with his fat puffy fingers. However Pie Man was far too quick, nimble and meaty, dodging the fat man before him.“Morbidly Obese Man, my old nemesis. We meet again.”
“Let’s go all over the ass!”
Both men spun around at the mention of ass to behold the new comer, whom surprised them to the point of peeing their pants. “I think the story has shifted again,” I shout at the new comer.
To be continued?1
This is what eventuates when you leave a notebook on the coffee table of a house of friends. Over the course of about a week, someone would randomly continue the story a few sentences at a time. I thought the result was fairly funny.
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