Where's my Willie?
Walking down a narrow corridor, ready to torture his sex slaves with his prize inside. The door creeps open as does his zipper. There were screams from his fantasy rape veterans. they ranged from 97 year old prunes to diaper mo fo's. This time was different than his hourly routine though. There were flames burning within his chamber from torches of the innocent rape victims, as also his hormones.
Every push eased his pain of a squeaky voice because he now was going through puberty for the 27th time. Spewing out instead of cum from his wang was blood for he had lost his manhood to Nathan bad ass Graves. Nathan withdrew his whip not meaning to cut off his penis but to circumsize his father. "Sorry dad," said Nathan, "rape deserves nothing less than loss of pleasure." Dracula was furious. He only had three left. "You have always loved the number 2", said Dracula, "now I must releave you of your third nipple." As Nathan retreated he tripped over some 80 year old woman's bossom. As Nathan fell he thought of happy unicorns and quickly felt blood rush to his gene pool to create a "boner".
Dracula was displeased. If he could only pop a stiffy right now he would kill his god forsaken son. "Damn you Nathan that extra penis was a gift from your mother. Now I have to wait another 3 hours to grow another and keep myself from giving these people what they always wanted. A fat ham in the #2." At that moment some guy named Kurt farted...anyways, Nathans slim jim was ripped off by a starving prisoner longing for the taste of once good cock. Kurt farted again. All the prisoners were now laughing their asses off now saying things like, "like father, like son", "man-women", and "...kurt...".
Now Dracula and Nathan live together alone in that very castle. All the prisoners were freed as of city ordinance #nopenis. The rape lair is now where the happy couple keep all of their toys, gags, gags, gags, and extra peckers and pussies. They now make their living on a new resturaunt they just opened called "Between the Buns". There they sell hotdogs. Don't gag on the white mustard.
