VAGO FUCKS A DUCK FOR A BUCK AND GOT A BUCK FOR A FUCKED UP DUCK

BY BOLTBONE

TWAS' A QUIET DAY AT THE OUTPOST, SAVE FOR THE OCCASSIONAL YELLS FROM EDGELORDS GETTING INTO FIGHTS WITH EACHOTHER. VAGO KEPP, CEO OF D-TECH, WAS STRIDING AROUND LIKE THE FANCY SHOW PONY HE IS WHEN HE SAW A FAMILIAR RED-HEADED APEX. THIS WAS SHEP, HIS LONG TIME BUDDY AND LOVE INTEREST.

KEPP HAD BEEN CONSIDERING HOW HE WOULD SHARE HIS TRUE FEELINGS WITH HIS SENPAI, BUT IT WAS ONLY NOW THAT HE REALIZED HOW HE WOULD. HE RUSHED TO HIS LOCAL DRUG DEALER/FAGGOT, MASK, BOUGHT ALL OF HIS ELEPHANT TRANQUILIZER BECAUSE HE TOTALLY SELLS THAT ALONGSIDE NIGHTMARE SHADE OR WHATEVER THE FUCK HE CALLED IT.

STEALING A SYRINGE FROM FELDOR'S MEDICINE CABINET, HE RETURNED TO THE OUTPOST TO FIND SHEP DEEP IN CONVERSATION WITH THEIR SUBORDINATE, EYEWAFFLE. HE SNUCK UP ON THE DUO, INJECTING THEM BOTH WITH THE TRAINQUILIZER BEFORE THROWING EYEWINSCONSIN IN A DUMPSTER AND RUNNING OFF WITH SHEP.

ARRIVING AT HIS NOT-SO HUMBLE ABODE, VAGO RUSHED IN AND STRAPPED SHEP INTO HIS KINK DUNGEON HE BUILT FOR HIS MAID/SLAVE/WHATEVER THE FUCK SARAH IS. A FEW MOMENTS LATER, SHEP WOKE UP TO FIND VAGO STRAPPING ON SHADSS' ROBO DONG AND TAKING OFF SHEP'S PANTS.

SHEP, STILL HALF ASLEEP FROM THE TRANQUILIZER, THOUGHT NOTHING OF IT UNTIL VAGO SHOVED THE MIGHTY 2 FEET OF SOLID STEEL AND SPERM PRODUCTION BELTS UP SHEP'S INCREDIBLY TINY ANUS. SUCH A SENSUAL FEELING WOKE SHEP RIGHT UP, IN WHICH HE STARTED HOWLING LIKE THE DIRTY MONKEY HE IS. INCH BY PAINFUL INCH, VAGO SHOVED HIS JACKHAMMER INTO SHEP LIKE HOW A DOCTOR LANCES A PYLONDRIAL CYST. ACTUALLY THAT WAS A TERRIBLE SIMILE. IGNORE THAT.

ANYWAYS, HE WENT BALLS DEEP WITH SHEP, TO THE POINT OF SHEP BLEEDING OUT HIS ANUS LIKE HE WAS HAVING A MAN PERIOD, BUT HE WASN'T, AS VAGO WAS THE MAN IN THIS RELATIONSHIP. AFTER REMOVING IT, VAGO SMACKED SHEP A FEW TIMES WITH IT BEFORE TAKING HIM OUT OF HIS RESTRAINTS AND HAVING TEA. THE END. YOU SICK FUCK. WHY DID YOU MAKE THAT OTHER FANFIC, SERIOUSLY.

Boltbone turned from his computer, and looked at Dean. "Well?" He asked. Dean just stared at him. "I am never letting you use my account. EVER."