Chapter 11: Mr Dink's Molestation Adventure
Mr. Dink stood over Doug, who just so happened to be strapped down to a chair, and tugged his zipper down, revealing a massive freakish, 11 inch purple cock. It was dripping wet, because Mr. Dink was aroused, and horny, big time. He went to his very expensive fridge, opened the door, and pulled out a stick of butter, he cut the aluminum that held it, took a ruler, and measured an approximate 1 inch sheet of butter and then cut it loose from the stick with a rare Timbukinaki tribe butter knife. Then he took the butter and wrapped it around the base of his dick shaft, and messaged it in soft at first, then more vigourous, and the veins in his neck began to tighten as he did this.
Doug began to become noticealby frightened, and even more so as Mr Dink pulled down Doug's pants, revealing the modest boy's modest size wang. Mr. Dink was still rubbing butter into his member, and his balls tightened, then Mr. Dink's eyes rolled back into his head, and he said "One thing you should learn about inventors, Douglath..," then Doug's shaken nervous voice managed to crack out the words, "What's that Mr...Mr...D-d-d-d-dink?" "THEIR CUMS RED BOY, IT'S RED BITCH!" and with this Mr. Dink began to spray his red body fluid all over Doug's chest and face, Doug felt the stickyness all over, and Mr. Dink went limp. He sat down and opened up a cosmo magazine.
"This looks interesting," he said as he noticed a sex tip in the book, "position 19!" and with this the machiene rotated, and Doug was now bending over, and by this time he was crying of course. Mr. Dink went around to the front of Doug, his and his Flaccid Daddy started to get hard again, Doug's mouth was being held open by two mechanical arms, and Mr. Dink just let it get hard untill it entered his mouth, "now for a little foreplay" he started thrusting into Doug's mouth, and after about 20 minutes of this, he pulled out, now soft, and a red sticky substance was oozing from Doug's mouth. This time it was blood.
Then, since Mr. Dink can have multiple orgasms like a woman can, he got hard really quick. And this time started to cut more butter 1 inch, just for Doug's ass-crack, but he got excited, and dumped an entire bucket of "Old Country" brand butter into his asshole, holding it open so it got down in there, really deep. And Dink climbed up on the table and began stroking his dink, harder, harder, a little big of cum started to come out and he put his dick into Doug's ass, the cum lubricated it quite well. "You're pretty lose for a bitch, you must've done this b-before," he said he voice shaking as he emptied a clean gallon of semen into Doug's butthole cavity.
Mr. Dink made Doug suck him one more time, then was prepared to get back up and drill Doug again, when the alarm system went off. "They've come for me!" Doug exclaimed, momentarily forgetting his ass was bleeding and full of an old man's seed. "You motherFUCKER" said a pissed of, also horny Mr. Dink, "It's just a squirrel, it happens all the time."
But it was too late, Mr. Dink, completly naked, fully errect turned around, only to be riddled with bullets from Fozzie's tommy gun. He fell down and as he did, sperm came out of his penis, shrivelling up his testicles, and making him bone thing. Charlie wrapped Doug in a towel, and said "C'mon let's get you cleaned up"
They all stepped out into the unsuspecting world, the alarm still ringing. Mr. Dink began to expand back to normal size, and got up, as his bullet wounds started to close up and heal.
"So we have to play it hard," he said, as he looked at a picture of Elijah Wood on his workshop's wall, and started mastubating.