Hours later Double D awoke to being naked, lying in a makeshift wrestling ring. He jumped up as he heard a deafening hype montage play. At first, he thought he was stuck in an Ali-A Fortnite let's play, but he was very wrong.
"ALRIGHT DOUBLE D...ARE YOU READY TO DO SOME POUNDING?" Clover yelled, wearing a wrestling mask with a skimpy leotard.
"IN THIS CORNER, CLOVER, THE BLONDE BOMBSHELL!" Eddy yelled, revealing himself as the announcer.
"I hope you're ready for my special move Double D! I guarantee it's going to leave you breathless!"
Clover meant this very literally. She dove on top of Double D and wrestled him to the ground, into a 69 position.
"H-HEY! Get off of me, you craZY—EEP!" Double D yelled, Clover, putting his balls in a headlock using her mouth.
"HEY! The match hasn't even started yet!" Sam yelled, pulling Clover off of Double D.
"NOW the match starts!" Sam yelled.
Clover bitchslapped Sam across the asscheeks.
"Back off! Don't make me lick your pussy!" Clover screamed.
"Don't make me French kiss your asshole!" Sam yelled.
Clover blushed a bit, then grabbed her by the titty and pulled her aside. The two proceeded to have lesbian argument-sex. Yay?
"Ah finally. A moment of...PEACE?!" Double D yelled, seeing a very muscular, naked Alex.
"Why are you naked...AND WHY ARE YOU SO IN SHAPE?!" Double D ask/screamed. His question was drowned out by a very loud rendition of the Pillar Man theme.
"Yeah what's going on!? This wasn't in the-"
Before Eddy could finish, Alex cut him off.
"OMG! FUCKING SHUT THE FUCK UP EDDY! DO WE HAVE TORTURE YOU AGAIN!?"
Eddy went silent and slowly made his way to the announcer table. Ed was in one of the seats, still dressed up in his Buttered Toast priest outfit.
"ED! You're supposed to be an announcer!" Eddy yelled.
"I cannot break my oath to Buttered Toast."
Eddy was very annoyed by this.
"Ed! I told you we need to stay in character for Double Ds pornos! It's already hard enough dealing with these stupid bimbos!"
The Spies then got very pissed off. Alex pressed her finger against Eddy's chest.
"What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words." Alex said, getting more angry with Eddy by the second.
Eddy starred in absolute fear.
"I-I didn't mean it! I'm just sick of Buttered Toast!"
Alex didn't respond and just simply threw him out of the ring. He landed head first on the announcer table, stunning him.
"No, Anne Frank, I didn't put my penis in the peanut butter…" Eddy dizzily said as he stood back up.
With Eddy taken care of, Alex directed her attention back to Double D. Sam and Clover, on the other hand, continued their very very angry lesbian argument.
"MUSCLE PUSSY ATTACK!" Alex yelled, head locking Double D out of nowhere.
"AHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Double D yelled as pussy started to cover her face.
"I'm cutting your oxygen off silly! It will make your orgasm so much better!"
Alex then turned around and did a 69 position, turning her attention to Double D's penis. She squeezed his balls a bit while beginning to suck his dick.
"Hey, he's not getting hard!" Eddy yelled.
"That tends to happen when you have as many orgasms as Double D has." Ed commented.
"...You're not supposed to be the smart one here, Ed!" Eddy yelled, feeling kinda insecure from Ed's random burst of intelligence.
"Well, I can fix that right up! I swiped some Viagra from good ol' Kevin E. Leven!" Alex said as she pulled out a pill bottle and force-fed Double D a few tablets.
"I took some of those once, Double D! My pants wiener still has not gone down!" Ed commented with a stupid laugh.
Alex began playing with Double D's Double D again, making him grunt with guilty pleasure.
"Well folks, it looks like—" Eddy suddenly noticed Sam and Clover's lesbian argument was escalating even more.
"You stupid bitch! You orgasmed right in my mouth! that's fucking gay!" Sam yelled. As she continued to finger Clover.
"You're getting mad at ME!? You're the one who just urinated all over MY hand! Now I have to lick it up!"
"HEY, what are you two doing in the corner?! Nobody wants to see lesbian—"
All of a sudden, Eddy's eyes turned into dollar signs.
"And in THIS corner…LESBIAN WRESTLING!" Eddy yelled, focusing the camera on Sam and Clover.
"IT'S A CLEAN MATCH, SAM JUST...eeeeww…" Eddy exclaimed as Sam and Clover began pissing on each other.
"Girls are weird Eddy. Their pink helmeted warriors are on the inside." Ed added.
"...NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THIS GROSS STUFF! BACK TO TH-"
"Oh wow, Little Double D went Double Doo Doo in his Double Diaper!" Alex commented.
Eddy was rendered speechless.
"Uh oh! Looks like she used poopy woopy diaper move on Double D! That's what ended the Rock's wrestling career!" Ed commented.
After remaining silent for a few more moments, Eddy started to turn red.
"WHAT THE HELL!? WHY CAN'T WE JUST HAVE A NORMAL PORNO WITHOUT THINGS TURNING WEIRD!?"
"I'm sorry Eddy, but only one person knows the way of Buttered Toast." Ed commented.
"Where is he?! I can't see him! AND STOP TALKING ABOUT YOUR STUPID BUTTERED TOAST!" Eddy yelled, getting more frustrated.
Suddenly a deafening noise surrounded the ring.
"AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" A random announcer yelled.
John Cena then rushed into the ring, wearing a buttered toast-themed t-shirt (and nothing else).
"WABBADOOOO!" Cena yelled, piledriving Eddy into the announcer table.
"E-E-ED! STOP HIM!" Eddy pleaded.
"Sorry Eddy, but you know what happens when you insult Buttered Toast."
Cena proceeded to pick Eddy up and knee him in the stomach. Before Eddy could even think about recovering, John Cena slammed his knee into Eddy's face, giving the boy reminders of his fish battle with Rolf.
"Wow! I haven't seen John Cena this worked up since the time someone switched his ball cream with ball steroids!" Jerry the King Lawler commented, random sitting next to Ed.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE BALL STEROIDS?" Eddy yelled.
"Oh WATCH OUT WATCH OUT WATCH OUT!" Jerry yelled, as John Cena flipped backward and slammed Eddy on his head.
"I must say, Jerry, Eddy kinda deserves this for insulting Buttered Toast." Ed Added.
"You said it, Ed! And look there, Cena just—OOOOHHHHHH! THE EXECUTIONER!" Jerry commented as Cena head locked Eddy and smashed him flat.
"Please STOOOOP!" Eddy yelled.
Cena grabbed him by the ankles and spun him around, slamming him into the side of the ring. As Eddy dizzily got to his feet, Cena got ready to do his finisher.
"OHHH LOOK ED LOOK! HE'S GOING FOR THE ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT!" Jerry yelled, sounding like he was ready to orgasm.
In that very moment, John Cena lifted Eddy over his shoulders and slammed him as hard as he could on the ground below. The slam was so hard that Eddy went crashing through the ring.
"THAT'S IT! THIS MATCH IS OVER! JOHN CENA IS GOING TO WRESTLEMANIA!" Jerry yelled, orgasming all over the destroyed announcer table.
"I knew he would win, he is a follower of Buttered Toast after all." Ed added.
John Cena walked around his ring with a very proud look on his face. Eddy had stopped moving but he's probably still alive… Definitely.
"Well Ed, that was one hell of a match! Now let's see how Alex and Double D are doing."
The camera cut to a massive scar orgy, and the Spies Force-feeding Double D laxatives.
"LOOSEN THOSE BOWELS! LOOSEN UUUUUUUP!" Alex yelled.
"The soccer moms would be very upset with this, Jerry!" Ed said with a stupid laugh.
Eddy would have commented, but he was too appalled… And unconscious.
"Awww! Baby Double D's Diaper Wiper is full! Out it goes!" Alex said as she tossed the full diaper on Eddy's head.
The smell woke Eddy up, making him scream with fear as shit got all over him.
"WHAT THE HELL!? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-"
Eddy then passed out from a lack of oxygen. Remember kids, don't scream for too long.
John Cena vomited on himself with pure disgust.
"Y'all are freaks! I'm getting out of here!" Cena yelled as he ran out of the ring and house.
"The WWE has taken a very weird turn lately…" Jerry said.
"I don't know Jerry, my pants Weiner still hasn't gone down. As a matter of fact, it is bigger now!" Ed added.
Jerry didn't respond and simply watched as Clover delivered a pussy driver to Sam, knocking her out.
"OH, WE FORGOT! THERE WAS A THIRD FIGHT GOING ON!" Jerry yelled.
"This fight is my pants wiener's favorite one, Jerry!" Ed said with a bulge in his pants.
The camera pans over to a completely naked and piss covered Clover heroically standing over Sams defeated and 'juice' covered body.
Just as Clover was about to make a victory speech, a familiar voice could be heard.
"HEY DORKS!" A very pissed off Kevin yelled.
"I KNOW YOU STOLE MY VIAGRA!" Kevin yelled again, this time pointing at the Spies.
"Whaaaat? Little old us, stealing such lewd...things?" Clover said with a shrug.
"What-EVER! You dorks are even worse than that dingus Double D!" Kevin shouted, speeding away on his bike.
Clover and Alex got very mad from Double D being insulted.
"What the FUCK did he just say about our man?!" Clover and Alex said simultaneously.
"Well folks, Kevin there just made the worst decision imaginable!" Jerry commented.
"In the name of Buttered Toast, Kevin shall be punished by the forces of good! A-huh huh!" Ed exclaimed.
"We have to get that little fucker now…" Clover said with a grimace.
"Yeah… But first, we need to play porno puppets with Double D and Sam's unconscious bodies!"
"I'll stick my fingers in Sam and use her as a ventriloquist sex doll!" Alex added.
Alex scooped up their bodies and carried them inside for some fun fun time. Clover giggled like a schoolgirl as she followed behind with the camera.
"Well folks, thanks for watching another exciting episode o- ...Wait, John Cena was my ride home! How am I going to get out of here?" Jerry the King pondered.
