"At some point, there's gotta be someone who'll take my virginity..." Hamburg said, with a sad look. He walked around the ship, looking around. Everything looked or reminded him of sex. He ran around, holding his crotch. Finally, he made it to the bathroom. He heard a woman singing a song. It was his crewmate, Porche. "Porche..." Hamburg thought of her cleavage sticking out of her eurofag jumpsuit and spouted a boner. It spouted at an impressive three inches. "I can't...Or can I?" A massive grin came upon his face. He slowly edged to the shower room. "Porche~" Porche stopped singing. "Eya, what is it, Hamburg?" "Time to play~" He ripped the curtain, grabbing her wet soaking body. "Wh-wha-what are you doing?!" "I'm horny. I need sex, and you're the only woman on this ship." Hamburg grinned his trollface and licked Porche. "No, stop! I don't wanna get raped by you-" Porche looked at Hamburg's tiny dick. She began to laugh. "That's all you have to work for? Eya, no wonder you can't get laid~" Hamburg's face drooped down.
Tears came down Hamburg's face. "I-I can't help if my penis is tiny..." He grinned as he was crying. "Why are you grinning?" Porche asked. "It's what I do-hoo-hoo~" She sighed. "I guess I can give you a mercy bang..." Hamburg stopped crying. "COME HERE BABY!" He grabbed her without letup and proceeded to bang her with his stub of a dick. Porche screamed at his brute force. "I can't believe it, this is what it feels li-" He stopped. "What happened?" She asked. "I...CAME." Hamburg grinned a massive grin. "Bad, you can't even last long!" "I know...I suck!" He began to cry and laugh again. "You're pathetic. I'm not even warmed up yet." Porche left. Hamburg just stayed there, wallowing in his own regrets and shortcoming." Later that night, Hamburg looked at the night sky. "I can last longer, I know it." He said, snickering. He went down to the sleeping quarters, heading towards Porche's room. "Knock-knock~" "Eya, what is it, shortcoming?" Porche asked. Hamburg started snickering at the insult. "Damn it, you're a mess." Porche opened the door. "So, are you ready for a second chance, loser?" "You'll be the loser, Porche." Hamburg grinned.
On Porche's bed, the Jew-nosed beauty began sucking off the trollface gorillaman. "This feels great!" He said. "But..." "What? Isn't this what you wanted?" "It's...your nose. It keeps poking me." Hamburg snickered yet again. "I can't help that, idiot!" She yelled, blushing. "You want head, you gotta put up with my nose!" "Sure thing." While Hamburg endured Porche's lips and nose, he began to sweat. "Eya, getting a little heavy, are we?" Porche said, smiling. "Uh...I gotta go." "Go? But I'm not finished. And neither are you, surprisingly." "No, I mean, I gotta GO..."Porche's face widened. "Uh-oh..." from the pimple that was his dick, Hamburg released his golden wonder. "No, no nononononononono!" Hamburg giggled as Porche became drenched in the strong smelling urine. "You, I hate you, Hamburg! GET OUT!" He ran out, hooting and snickering. "My bed is all ruined...My sheets are stained...My nose is sullied. Everything... But the one thing I wanted to get sullied..." Porche cried loudly, as the wafty stench of piss covered the entire ship.