"Oh shit!" Chase closed the window in his browser. "So that's what futanari is. I'm never going on the Internet again!" Chase then deleted his history.
But the next week, when no one was around, Chase went back on. He looked back and fourth to make sure no one was around, then went back to a place we all have gone but shouldn't have. He saw a picture of a futa who had 3 penises. The girl said, I don't remember there being this many.
"Aww yeah, multiple penises. I want to be penetrated by all of them." Chase then started to jerk himself off. He then scrolled down and saw a beastality thread. "Yes, horses." he said. The horse said, "Your struggling only makes my penis harder." Chase replied, "Yeah, mine too."
Then his mom walked in.
"Oh Chase!" she said. "I guess I had never taught you about sex."
Needless to say, Chase was embarrassed. His face was as red as his ass was after his sleepover at C.j.'s house. Chase's mom sat him down and put her hand on his leg. "Mom, I don't feel comfortable doing this."
His mom gave him a stern face and said, "Chase, you will have to learn this sometime. It might as well be now."
"Okay…" She then started to give Chase the talk. But when she was done, she said, "Wait here." She came back about a minute later wearing only a Viking helmet.
Chase braced for impact.
"How was it, homie?" asked Harry Potter, an exchange student. He is currently bisexual and wants to be inside everyone. He is also a gangster. After coming to America he learned about gangsta cultus. Everyone calls him HP Love Machine, or just HP for short.
"It hurt like a bitch. She fisted me too."
"Homie," HP started, "you know all that ain't good for you. Why you let that bitch walk all ova you? I mean, shit. You gotta stand up fo yo self dawg, you know what I'm sayin?"
"I guess I does." Chase replied. He was not a gangsta yet, but he was trying. He had not reached OG status like Harry did.
"Homie, I think you need to spend more time with the love boat, kna what I mean?"
"I don't thin I follow."
"Man, I think I need to introduce you to somebody, come with me."
They were in the heart of the city at a night club. HP and Chase didn't go in the front door like they shoulda, instead, they went to the door in the back, knocked, and waited.
"I don't like this." Chase said. "What if some nigga jumps us or we get raped?"
"Dawg," HP started, "you got fantasies about getting raped. Just be cool."
Just then, an eyehole opened and the person on the other side asked, "Password, son?"
"Yo dawg, it's just me, the love boat. Open up, I got someone to see the boss."
The door opened and they went in. They saw some guys packing up cocaine. Whoever this boss was, he must be powerful. Not someone to be fucked with. They stepped into his office. His chair was facing the wall. The boss asked HP, "So I heard you brought me some homie who wants to have a little fun. Tell me, how fast can he go?"
HP replied, "Oh, he can be as fast as you want him. Just take a look."
"I hope he won't disappoint me, HP." Then, the chair turned around, and it was none other than Sonic the Hedgehog!