Chase proudly strode into the Princeton Plainsborough in a pretty pink bikini.
"I have an announcement to make!" He placed his hands on his hairy hips, "I'm pregnant!"
"And I'm the father!" Foreman gave a thumbs up.
"Awww..," Cameron sighed with content and patted Chase's growing belly. "And it's going to be the prettiest little black British baby ever."
Wilson gasped and stared into the bottomless pit that was now Chases's crotch.
"What happened to your penis?" Wilson began to cry.
"I don't have one, lol," Chase laughed.
"But what about what happened in the bathroom yesterday? I did – you did – IT WAS IN MY MOUTH!"
"It was all a façade!" Chase walked over to House's office and knocked on the door.
When he didn't answer he picked up Foreman and smashed him into the door.
"HOUSE I'M PREGGERS, RAINCHECK PLZ."
House came out of the darkness with his dick in one hand, a big black dildo in the other.
"WRONG." House proceeded to smack the shit out of Chase with his bigass dick.
"Don't you hurt my honey-bunz!" Foreman jumped in front of Chase, receiving the brunt of the mighty penis blows
"It's a lie." House stood his ground.
"Is not!"
"CHASE HAS NO OVARIES!"
Foreman gasped.
"What?" Foreman stared down his lover.
Chase made a sad face, "It's not true! I have ovaries!"
"No," House swung his enormous dick over his shoulder and explained to him, "I ripped them out last week and made an omelet out of them. I was hungry and Wilson forgot to buy the eggs. So I drugged you and took your ovaries. You are not a woman. You are just an empty bag out flesh with a new hole."
"But what about the belly?" Chase asked.
"Stop eating all my Goddamn tea and biscuits and maybe you'll find out why!" House grabbed Cameron and flew away into a nearby closet.
Chase began to cry hysterically.
"I knew it, I should've just ended my life yesterday before we had delicious mansex."
Foreman comforted him, "Don't say that, muffin."
Suddenly, Vogler came rolling down the hallway and squished them.
The end.