D'Void Doesn't Like Animals
By: I'm Not Wearing Any Pants
How many times does this need repeating.

I don't own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim. Ignoring canon to further my obvious torture-humiliation fetish.

D'Void lost his power of roid rage post-Voided and collapsed to the ground because losing all power means he's too weak to stand on his own two legs, though that wasn't the case in the canon. Boy, I love claiming how well versed on Ben 10 canon I am while constantly contradicting that boast almost immediately with everything I put in a public space in the desperate hopes someone will read it and praise my artistic genius. That I don't have, cough. Dunning-Kruger is a bitch, ain't it.

"Time for an ass kicking, D'Void. You've had this coming for a long time," Manny said as he threw D'Void over his shoulder like a very weak and submissive sack of potatoes and carried him to a citadel. A citadel? Another citadel? I'm going to go out on a limb and assume the original author thinks a citadel is a house or room of some sort. Oh, it's D'Void's citadel. Then why did we say a citadel a couple sentences ago? Why not the citadel or D'Void's citadel. "NO ONE CARES ABOUT THE CITADEL!" Manny yelled. Okay, jeez.

Manny wanted to get to the disgustingly funny part of the story.

Helen was concerned when she read the original script. "Manny, I think D'Void should be in prison. He's going to get ridden enough as it is."

One specifically detailed hour later, Manny was wearing a cowboy hat and twirling his guns while riding D'Void around the room.

"YEE HAW! This isn't fucked up at all. Nope. Someone actually put this in public for everyone to read. And several people to make parodies of." He smacked his legs on D'Void's sides, encouraging him to go faster even though he could barely move because Manny is big compared to his canonically 6'5'' self. Manny tugged the reins he had attached to a bit D'Void had in his mouth. "Giddy-yap!"

"You're breaking my back," D'Void groaned through the drool covered bit in his mouth. He whimpered and collapsed. "Ow."

"I said," Manny grunted as he picked up a riding crop and smacked his naughty steed on the ass with it a few times. D'Void was wearing only boxer shorts and a fake horse tail pinned to them. D'Void squealed in pain. "Giddy-YUP!"

"Manny would never fucking do this. I hate his guts, and I'm still aware of his proper characterization," D'Void sobbed. "Why does that demented asshole keep writing about me? Someone, help me! Anyone! I just want to be in a decent fanfiction again!"

"Hey, at least I didn't nail actual horseshoes to your hands and feet. What a sick fuck. How did we even get actual horseshoes in the NULL VOID?" Manny said before shrugging both sets of shoulders. "Anyway. I thought you LIKED ANIMALS, D'Void. So...that means you'd love to be ridden around like a horse, according to le author original. The fuck kinda logic is that?!"

"There is no logic," D'Void whined. "Please get off me."

"I think it was supposed to be an insult, but I'm not sure," Helen said. "I can't tell with that person."

"Whatever. Insane Troll Logic with typical batshit weeb sick fuckery aside, this is sadly the most fun I've had in one of these stories," Manny said as he bashed his butt on D'Void's back. "Move it, loser. I need a ride to the Null Void 7-Eleven."

D'Void groaned and crawled slowly across the ground. "I regret everything," he muttered.

"You better," said Manny. He took off his hat and waved it. "Yippie ki-yay, mofos!"

Helen covered her eyes in disgust. So did everyone else who'd read the original fic. Or the parody because it's still highly unpleasant.

The End