Epilogue
I woke up to the normal sound of my alarm clock beeping deafeningly. I slugged out of bed, "Time for the daily grind," I thought to myself. I cupid-shuffled to my gym and picked up the shakeweight. It weighed 3 gallons. I stared out the window and saw the man, the myth, the legend, Cuphead. He stared back as I shook the weight vigorously. He stared back and started to sprint at my window. His milk splashed with every step he took. As he got closer and closer my peepee got harder and harder. He kerplashed into my window and his milk cascaded onto the floor. I licked the milk off the dusty floor. His milk tasted of oranges and moldy cheese. It was addicting. It made me woozy. It made me moist. He was mad that I was drinking his insides so he choked me. "Harder," I whispered. He did not reply but kept choking. I eventually passed out.
Chap. 1
I woke up in the dusty basement of the cup family. Both Cuphead and his pal Mugman were standing over me with their peepees erect. Suddenly, a big black man with a bright green mohawk came in. He was the blackest man I've ever seen. He stomped over to me and said in his big black voice, "TiMe FoR sUcC," I trembled in my tight leather boots. The black man pulled out his big, girthy, black, enticing bible. He knew it was my secret weakness. He started to read my favorite verse in The Bible, Leviticus 18:22, "Do not have sexual relations with a man as one does with a woman, that is detestable." I immediately nut right then and there. As I came he started to hit me in the face with the bible. It made me pass out.
Chap. 2
I awoke to a beautiful sight. Cuphead standing over me, in nothing but minion Crocs. He started to take off the Crocs and that's when I knew, this was serious. Not only for a man to remove the most holy clothing item but then, he put on his other pair of sonic Crocs. I started to sweat in anticipation. He put his croc laden foot in my right ear, without a condom. I started to get nervous because we both knew I would get pregnant. He smiled menacingly, I let out a deep moan, "Oh yes daddy." He started to kick lustfully, a loving look in his eyes. The lustful kicking started to make me dizzy. I then passed out.
Chap. 3
I woke up Kevin, the minion, sitting next to me, comforting me. He knew that minions were my overall weakness. When I saw him I creamed, when I creamed he grew. His eyes were filled with lust and his hands with my shaft. He shook his hands with rage. As he grew mad I grew sad. Seeing my loved one mad made me upset. I cried, and so did he. We wept together for hours. My eyes became dry from the constant weeping, and all the smoke from the weed. This feeling was unbearable. From the crying, I passed out.
Chap. 4
I woke up in my room but it felt different. I looked up from my bed and saw them all standing there. Cuphead, Mugman, Kevin, And the big black man with the mohawk. I was happy to see them all back at my house. We all embraced one last time. "Goodbye," they whispered before they faded away. I sat in my bed for the next month never forgetting their embrace.
The End