CHAPTER ONE
Matt Damon stared down at my pubescent body and I could feel my innards do multiple flips, so many flips that they could've won a gold medal if they were entering the olympics. My hair trembled on end, both matt Damon and I were intense lovers, invested equally in morbid practices of lust, mostly for sport. I took a deep breath and readied my meaty man hands for the kill.
Matthew Mcconaughey was taped down to the bed with extra strength duct tape, if you closely it had a star pattern on it. Matthew was screaming until Matt secured a NASA certified astronaut mask over his face.
"There you go my little...space traveler. It's time to get astronaughty" Pure unadulterated sexiness was oozing from Matt's old geezer voice, it really got me going. I put on my cat ears, because they made me look kawaii duh, and went to go get Matt's fur suit, jealous that he could afford one while I couldn't. It had a flap in the front, a massive one in fact, just so Matt could fit through it. I had to hold Matthew down while Matt went to go put on a fursuit.
"Remember Matthew you signed a waver." I hissed, reminding him that he had in fact signed up for this delightful ritual. I heard paw steps come from behind me ans turned to meet my lover, Matt, who was now holding a katana, from one of your, as you say, Japanese animes. He looked glorious in his horse fursuit, voicing spirit had changed him for the better after all and now I was seeing the product of Dreamworks consumerism. He raised the katana high above his head, while shouting "BAKA!" (He had extensive knowledge of the Japanese language) and made a sizable cut on Matthew Mcconaughey's pale bare chest. A muffled scream came from inside the Helmet as rainbow colored blood oozed out from the cut. I gasped, adjusting my cat ears, and turned to Matt.
"Matt he's...he's a royal Troll, that means our summoning ritual will be even more powerful then before. Tonight's going to be a wild ride." I gave him a wink, I excited.
