One bright and erect morning, Kimihito got aroused from bed by the sound of his doorbell ringing. He got up and placed his hand on the knob and turned it so as to open the door (making a hole suitable for an average human/liminal to enter). It was Ms Smith.
"Hey," she said "the anarchist philosopher Max Stirner is coming round to your place. I took the liberty of placing the oil drum in your back yard. Nigger."
Kimihito was shocked by this sudden racial epithet but Ms Smith seemed not to notice. Miia was spying on Kimihito using a small flying drone. She used this drone for many things. Seeing Kimihito in the shower made her pussy very wet. She also liked to push the drone up her pussy and pretend it was Kimihto's dick. Obviously, she imagined it was bigger and fleshier. Ovum. Boobs. Miia cried. Papi asked what was wrong. It had been so long. They would never do it. What was the point anyway? Kimihito made breakfast. Centorea was nowhere to be found. This was because she had turned into a butterfly because she wanted to fuck Kimihito that bad. Papi was just happy to have breakfast. She did eat it in rather a suggestive manner, though.
Max Stirner came round the following morning and swiftly erected a giant crucifix made from severed penises. He also carved a crucifix into his anus.
While at the park, Centorea noticed that Max was relaxing on the grass. The sun shone down on him in a rather photogenic manner.
"I must do what is in my self-interest. I reserve the right to shoot those who come on my property without permission and the owners reserve the right to arrest me." said Max.
"We centaurs are a race that pride ourselves on having died for a worthy cause. Those who sacrificed their lives to advance civilisation are sanctified. Why? Why must we all look after number one?" she said.
"I have seen people die in holes for 'worthy causes'. They never truly led any life. They never did anything. Most of them never even had any sex. What's the point? Why die for a cause if all you're going to get is worthless, self-righteous pity?" replied Max.
Centorea glared at him and trotted off.
Max smoked some hash while sitting in his oil drum. Kimihito was unusually depressed this evening. Nobody knew why. Not even me.
All his life. It was God. It was so simple. So pure. And yet the tentacles in his brain could never touch it. SATAN! So now I know.
I loved him.
William Boss then climbed out from under an atom and raped Kimihito. He shouted that his dick was exactly what Kimihito needed to get cheered up. He then gave Kimihito a swirlie. Max then entered a fistfight with Kimihito and Papi admired Max's tight, glistening buttcheeks. Papi then shouted that she was going to help too and bit William. Papi beat William to death and then snogged Kimihito. Kimihito cried.
"You love them all, right?" asked Max.
Kimihito nodded.
"Don't worry, let's just have an orgy." said Max
Papi grinned from ear to ear and nodded rapidly. She didn't know what an orgy meant.
They all drank beer spiked with ecstacy. Everybody fucked each other so hard that Albert Camus joined in. William Boss came back and sowed them all into a human centipede. By that point, though, they were pretty happy with eating each other's shit.
They continued the intimacy in prison. It felt good to finally let loose.