Enthrallment in Prohibited Attraction
Sasuke gazed up upon the starry night sky of ninja village Girikuge. He had heard Itachi was staying in a cheap ass motherfucking motel on the east side of town. He scratched his head tentatively, he hadn't seen the bastard since he was twelve. Today was Sasuke's 17th birthday. He was hanging out with some gay ass dude named Orochimaru. The snake-man. He didn't seem so bad once you got to know him, though the way he stared at him was a little bit unnerving.
"Sasuke-kun, would you like your birthday present now? Ah-Rew." The kittysnake-man asked.
"Okay Orochimaru-Sensei. Show me what'chu got?" The pale angsty teen asked the fifty-some year old. He was given a box that was wrapped in old bamboo leaves. He tore through the leaves like a hungry animal. The box didn't stand a chance. Its cardboard flesh strewn about like feathers of a plucked clucky bird. Inside the box, was a large rubber object. It was the colour of fresh eggplant, and covered in small bumbs, like a pickle!
"Orochimaru... what is this?" Sasuke-kun pondered.
"Why, it's a... massager! Yeah let's go with that."
The next day, a big fat man walked into their tent. He saw the kittysnake-man curled up on the lap of an angsty looking pale-ass-motherfucking-teenager. He knew Orochimaru was messed up, but wasn't expecting this. Especially the purple didlo on the ground. What the fuck was that?