It was Saturday night, steaminess rised for the sky. Nalrn luk around to c his captives. He real eyes he not hab captivive, he a captive. Wat is this snostrle? He say. A scent drift up his knows, he swallows it. He wunder what smel is, he luk left, he luk rite, he look midel, he se a korpse, apon closer exam, he notice a gnarl, it a simon. Hes supr hero ded, and a stank astoundin.

"Welcome back Nalren" Obama saz
"Awwwwwwwwwww shiet" nalren skwak
" Its time for your final test"
Nalren is bonk

When cornius expose, areolas expose, and pal us too. Nalren is abuv a sewer vine, he grab it with is feet an swing abuv the wings. With a dark coloured skinflap, he pinckes away in pain, abama has him by the falus.

"YOWCH" nalren moops
"GOTCHA IN THE COCK" Obama smiles

Suddenly, as if detachable pickle machine, nalren falus fall off. Nalren lif flash before his cornius, all the fun time he had with macho man. All the god people it shuk hans with. He new wat he had to do. Nalren klench buthol with all mit. His hare gro out 10 feet and turn purple. He had 2 sav himslf.

"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" Nalren plops
"Holy shit you went ssj5" Obama shits

Nalren didn't no he was part super sayen. He smil n feet the power goin tru him. His falus grow back, n he relize it wasn't falus, but a tail. He was a tru sayen all alung!.

"Iz ober obamer" nalren makes joke
"Forgive me! Not my anus!" he kelcnhes

Nalrn take his nu falus and inert into bama, wit wun final klench, abama is dead with snow whit gloop.

Chapter 3 end