Judy x Carl
"Honey, I'm gay," said Hugh Neutron as he ripped his pants off to reveal rainbow underwear.
"Oh fuck," said Judy Neutron, exiting hastily to bake a pie.
As she put the fully baked pie on the windowsill to rest like a nuclear housewife, tears fell from her eyes like stars, her heart breaking over her husband's homosexual revelation.
Her son, Jimmy, was currently taking the world by storm overseas, and she knew better than to bother him when he was probably delivering a conference in Japan.
The rest of his cohort had graduated high school and were in university.
It was late afternoon and the golden sunlight was hitting the kitchen when, suddenly, the glorious figure of Carl Wheezer appeared.
Judy's thighs clenched in anticipation as she startled. "Oh! Caaaarrlll! You surprised me, what are you doing here?"
Carl climbed in through the window sexily. "To butter your croissant, baby."
"Oh, Caaaarrllll," swooned Judy. "You've grown so... big."
"No words on God's green earth can describe how spectacularly erect I am right now," Carl quoted, surely from some fine literature. He pulled off his tie. "Call me..." He lashed Judy's plump ass with it seductively. "Mister Wheezer."
"OwO," said Judy.
And then they fucked.
Hugh eloped with that annoying shitstain Sheen and they lived blissfully on Planet Sheen for the rest of their twinktastically homosexual lives.