It was an average day at the Rolfe household. James Rolfe was in his room, Jelqing away to his E.T collection. He was a total goon "hnnngh Shitload of fuck" he moaned out, he was on his sixth hour of edging for the day and he couldn't handle it much longer, he needed that alien finger in his uretha, it was all he thought of. He was an alien addicted sounding whore and he couldn't stand it, this god awful shitload of fuck game had totally taken over his life and he needed it, he needed a shitload of fuck. Just a total diarrhea dump, he couldn't take it anymore, he knew what he had to do. He finished his goon sesh with liters of his nasty alienloving cum all over E.T's face. He sobbed as the post-nut hit him, he came too early, he couldn't take it, he needed to punish himself, and he knew just the punishment that his Alien Cummy Wummy God would approve of. He cleaned his dirty gooner body and got dressed, grabbing his keys. He would punish himself with a fuckload of shit.
It was approximately a half hour after he decided his punishment, keys still in hand, his plan ready and going to be enacted. He just had to do it, he was driving out into the country, not really looking for anything, the sweet sounds of his Incelcore (weezer pinkerton) were playing in his car. His boner throbbed at the thought of what he was about to do. He arrived at a random farm, seeing no cars in the driveway. This was his chance. He would finally do it. He would finally have a buffalo take a diarrhea dump in his ear. He got out of his car and started walking into the field, seeing none of the buffalo he hoped for. He felt awful but hoped a bull would appease his god at least and be an accepted apology, if not he could always kill himself in public. His shoes and part of his pants were now covered in the manure that would save his soul. He kept crawling in, deeper and deeper into God's Forgiveness. He was now basically crawling, his body enveloped in God's Holyness. He felt new, but not clean. He would feel clean soon enough as he approached the lone bull, he laid down, ear in the air as he waited. He knew E.T would be happy with him. He would be free. He would be real. He would be alive.
As he kept waiting he didn't notice the family of the farm return home to notice his car, he didn't notice the Owner of the farm walking up to him with a Gun until the barrel was against his shitcovered head. "Ye got one second to explain to me here what the fuck your doin out here, cityslicker" he said. James had to think quick, jumping up he smirked and exclaimed "erm.. Its called saving my soul in God's Name. And you better get the FUCK off me if you don't want to feel Lord Almighty's wrath upon your flesh." The Farmer looked into James crazed eyes and knew what he was saying was bullshit and with no other choice he pulled the trigger and watched as James body fell back into the pile of shit, the farmer quickly got to work with shovels and his 10 incestridden deformed children buried the corpse beneath the Stench.
He had awoken to a buzzing in his ear and a light at his window. Something felt wrong as he looked at his deformed ugly incestbabies and his sisterwife. Whatever was outside his window would not stop his family business and he was going to make sure of it. He stormed out with his rifle in hand and a grin on his face "get the fuck off my farm you damn children!" But there was no response. Nothing in the light responded to him and he felt something touch his back and the voice of the trespasser he had killed only hours ago in his ear "I had warned you, but Gods here to take me!" He shivered and knew he was hallucinating. The 5 generations of incest in his family had finally caught up with the family tree, he just needed to kill himself and his sisterwife and kids and he'd be free, but he couldn't move. The light moved closer "E.T finger you" the light said as he made out the shape of an alien creature with a large finger, the light coming from the fingers glowing pulsating veiny tip. He screamed silently, his lips unable to produce the cry for help he needed to make as he felt his pants get forced down and his 2.495 inch cock be revealed to the world, the feeling of the aliens finger forcing its way into his uretha was the last thing he could remember as he gurgled in pain, everything growing darker and his breath drawing away from him. He had met god.