In Sydney, Australia, thirty two-year old Nemo the clownfish was imprisoned in a filthy fish tank that was overgrown with slime. This tank's pollution was the culmination of Nemo and the other fish's labor, literally, they gave birth to quantities of fish feces to taint the container.

"Success, Gill!" announced Nemo, "Now what are we gonna do?"

Gill the Moorish Idol fish smirked and said, "As soon as the dentist puts us in plastic bags, we bolt out the window."

"That sounds like a good plan! Look! Here comes the dentist now!"

"Crikey! What the fuck just happened heee!" cursed Philip Sherman, the dentist, throwing up his breakfast of trafficked human organs at the sight of the nasty bubbling tank.

"This is far worse than a bus stop toilet, fookin' hell! This is upper decker type shit! Allow me to get you fishes out!"

The tank gang rejoiced as they waited for release, swirling around within the waters of the bog.

Everything goes as planned, but then a doorbell rang and someone entered, diverting the dentist's attention from the fishes. The visitor was old and spoke with a heavy Italian accent. Actually, he was the famous toy maker and Pinocchio's conceiver, Geppetto.

Geppetto ordered, "Fast! Aussie! I needa my root a plucked!" It was done with urgency and spasmodically. He then awaited for the orthodontist to perform treatments while lying on the chair with his jaw agape.

Heeding his client, Philip Sheldon grasped the aching tooth. "Alright... Just calm down... Let me grab hold on to this and.. JESUS!" Suddenly, all of Geppetto's teeth was yanked out instead of just one. "You're wearing dentures you retarded coot! I've been tricked!"

The dentist's niece Darla was lying gaped next to him in the chair when the mucus-covered dentures slipped out of the dentist's hand and into her throat, strangling the ugly bitch to unlive.

"Darla! Noooo!" Sheldon was in tears, "Hey come back here!"

"Wahoo!" Geppetto broke out the dental chair with a noxious fart before racing for the aquarium. After which, the old man dunked his head in the swampy tub and slurped like a dirty whore sucking cum out a creampie'd asshole that haven't taken a shit for days.

Nemo and the tank gang became alarmed as they detected the disturbance surrounding them.

"Gill! Help I'm being sucked into this geezer's mouth!" Nemo called out for aid, but when he went to find Gill, he learned that the latter had died already. Gill perished from poisoning, a victim of their very own fatal faecal matter. The rest of the fishes soon followed death not long after. Nemo gave up on life immediately. Closing his eyes, Nemo let himself be engulfed by the void that was the mouth of the Italian man.

"Come back here with my fish, you Roman pizza shit bastard!" The dentist unstrapped a Glock as Geppetto jumped through the glass window. He blasted at him aggressively, but it was already too late. Geppetto have now swam back to Italy.

Nemo awakens in an unfamiliar setting. An assortment of wooden items were used to jazz up the room. They were crafted very disturbingly in nature, especially the dolls with their soulless wooden eyes. That freaked the orange fish out and he urinated in the aquarium with piss more orange than his skin.

"Ah! Mia new addition has'a woken up!" Geppetto's shadow finds it's way down the staircase. Once his form had emerged from the dark, the reveal was grand, he was only wearing a thong, a thong branded as Geppethong. Apparently, Geppetto sells briefs now. He then tore it off and his penis of Italian origins sagged a foot just above the floor. Geppetto is 6'10 - you do the math.

"A clownfish! I can't a believe I found a rare one!" the toymaker clapped his hands into a praying gesture, "Haven't seen one since yesterday! Blessa the Pope!"

Geppetto's molester face reflects from Nemo's vision. "It'sa time for a test run!"

With both hands, the old cunt lifted his cock and dropped it into the fish tank as if it were a crime scene. The foreskin retracted from the cold water, exposing the dick's swollen crown. Expired smegma floated up towards the surface, floating like flour curdles on a pancake mixture.

Nemo can practically smell the rancid odour despite in the water. He threw up on Geppetto's fat fishing rod, which was much to the delight of the penis, which began to drip beads upon beads of pre-cum, far outnumbering the water bubbles.

"Go on, Nemo! Sucka the puppeteer's string" demanded the puppeteer. He poked Nemo with his humongous manhood to tease and urge him to cooperate with his horny requests.

Even with all the annoying cock prodding, the fish still won't give the man some heated bubble blowing.

"I see the little Nemo doesn't know yet how to fellatio!" declared Geppetto, head-smacking as if he had just learned something. "Do not worry, Fishy... I will show you how cocksucking works!"

Geppetto retrieves his penis out the tank. It was heavier than before since it absorbed up a lot of water. Geppetto had to wring it just to be able to walk again. He then unlocked a cupboard and hauled out a fish bowl containing a goldfish with human-like sexy lips.

"This is Cleo!" introduces Geppetto as he wanked his prick to erection, "I don't know why Disney drew her like this but I'm not giving judgement! Im'ma grateful!"

He then proceeded to plug his flesh worm into the bowl's brim and Cleo instantly sucked his fish bait whole so fast his balls slammed into the fish's chin.

"Mamamia! YES!" enunciated Geppetto. An invasion of dopamine conquered his aging body. He clasped the sides of the bowl like that of a human head as he mouthfucked animalistically Cleo. "Suck it! Gulp my meat like how you inhale fish pellets!"

Nemo watched attentively. Excitement was a take away from the glorious blowjob. He was like a teen discovering porn for the first time. Most of his enjoyment came from Cleo obviously. Like he'd ever be stimulated by Geppetto's sags. It was Cleo's delicious lips were the headliner of this oral correlation.

Geppetto was now howling his lusts. That would have been heard throughout all of Italy. That is how energized the elderly man is. His penis is at its most rigid form.

"Cleo! Sweetheart!" bellowed Geppets, "You gave a woodcarver wood! Oh the irony!"

Cleo went berserk on that girthy Geppetto torpedo, pulling it violently like she's being snagged by a fishing hook. Her delicious full lips caressing every area of the rod.

Nemo the clownfish was practically licking the glass from arousal. If there were sea anemone decorations around, he would've jammed it up his butt minutes ago.

Heavenly rapture rose from Geppetto's nuts to his cum slit as his orgasm was ready to be fulfilled. The old man was about to start blasting when a soft canvas of fur caressed his calf.

"Me scusi! Figaro wants a piece of the fellatio too?" Geppetto remarked in happiness. His cat, Figaro was begging to be railed in the mouth as well. "Very well! I'm much obliged to yield!"

Geppetto unfucked his cock away, much to Cleo's dismay. He directed it at his black, cock-hungry cat with audible throbs. But a little, green critter pounced on his nose before he could mouth Figaro.

"What the hell are you!?"

"I'm Jiminy Cricket!" said the insect, "I am your conscience's ambassador! I am cognizant of right and wrong, and what you are doing right now is an insult to your God! If you don't stop doing this heretical behavior, hell will haunt you! Give heed to your conscience, please!"

Geppetto smiled. "Yeah? Well my conscience says that my decayed ass wants to be tongue-fucked!"

Geppetto grabbed and crushed Jiminy into his fist, which in turn made the cricket into mush.

"AHHHHHHH" hollered Jiminy. His screams may be agonizing to hear, but it had no effect on Nemo's voyeur. In actuality, it only made everything better.

Geppetto thereupon pleasurably smeared the remains of the bug around his asshole like it's anal cream.

"Eat up, Cleo!" demanded the senile as he pressed the fish bowl's lid against his anus. It stuck there for some reason, and it made his asshole appear it underwent cupping therapy.

Cleo dashed at Geppetto's pout and gave it the reliable rimjob. The hole was cricket flavored.

"Hi-Diddle-Dee-Dee! A fagget's life for me!" moaned Geppetto as he introduced himself into his pussy's mouth pussy.

Figaro purrs in delight. He sucked without careful like any cat would, biting sometimes, much to Geppetto's distraught. The barbs around his tongue massacred the foreskin, making it look like it was torn by braces.

"Figaro Figaro!" Geppetto moaned in tenor,

"FIIIGAAAAROOOOO!"

The elderly man's flesh hole ruptured in a flood of expired milk, supplying the black cat enough for a week. Figaro accepted the geezer jizzer with much lust. Biblical levels of euphoria caused Geppetto to lose control of his bowels and defecated 1 kilogram of Geppe-turd into Cleo's mouth. It sounds disgusting but for Cleo, it was just another feeding frenzy for her.

"Hope you learn something useful from this, Nemo," Geppetto spoke as he removed the bowl off his anus, his inflamed asshole popped out looking like cherry donut due to the vacuum.

"So, are you willing to put everything you've learned into practice?"

Nemo awoke from his sexual trance. His thoughts were swallowed by the post-coital shame. He had lost track of the horrible situation he was in. "I respectfully deny the consent to oral sex, Geppetto"

"Shocking!" gasped Geppetto, "I guess you need another demonstration"

Geppetto strolled drowsily to another cupboard. It was a special cabinet because it featured several padlocks. He took out something and hid it behind his back.

Then, he dramatically unveiled the secret object. It was a fishbowl with another clownfish in it. Marlin is inside! Nemo's biological father!

"I bet this is a better example, considering this is your own kind!"