Peepers a Love Story ヽ(ຈل͜ຈ)ノ
One day whilst i was walking down the street i noticed something strange in my shorts. I felt a tingling sensation and my shorts trying to break open. I ran to the nearest alleyway with a big white van with an old man asking if I wanted candy. I said yes and stepped into the van. He unbuckled my belt and slid down my shorts but instead of there being a wee wee there was a Peeper it glared up at him with admiration and love. The elderly man now scared and confused ran away. My peeper stood up and turned to me. "Yo waddup my wigga." I looked down in disbelief and saw the peeper in its 3===D glory. It wiggled for a moment and began to shake violently before spraying out a strange clear fluid. I licked it. "This shit taste GOOD." I shook my hips violently till more substance came out. I grabbed it in a bottle and then went outside, peeper still hanging out. I walked down the street peeper flopping back and forth. "Why, hello ladies." i screamed out as i passed by a senior home with a group of elders on the porch. I handed them the bottle. "Care for a drink?" the elder took the bottle and drank it. "What the fuck this is delicious." I grinned in excitement and exclaimed. "this little guy made it" flopping my peeper over the edge of the porch. The sexiest looking elder walked up and gently cradled my peeper and said baby we can make something with this ;]." I looked at them and said "did you just say wonky face." She looked up and said "hell yeah faggot" and proceed to tug me toward the basement of this establishment. The other elders followed close behind. They all proceeded to touch my peeper filling the room with my substance. We drown.
The end of part 1.
