Waddledee Gets Carried Away
By Red Pikmin
DING! DING! DING! The bell marked the end of Waddledee's 2nd class period. His friends Mike Wazombie and Clock Guy also had that class with him. "See you guys tomorrow" Waddledee said, already kind of missing them. "Nah, lets see each other tonight" Mike Wazombie tempted in a rather sexual tone. Mike was hella horny. Waddledee blushed. "We shouldn't" he said, but he couldn't resist the offer. "I'll see you later."
At about 9 PM, Mike Wazombie received a text. "Come over quick, my parents aren't home (eggplant emoji)" read the text. Mike Wazombie went as fast as he could, and was welcomed to Waddledee's house with a fully naked, erect Waddledee. They fucked immediately and passionately, then Waddledee started finding random objects and shoving them in Mike Wazombie's ass. "Wow, moan, I didn't know you liked using toys so much, hrk," moaned Mike Wazombie in pure ecstasy. "Sorry, it's a weird habit I have, I can't control myself," explained Waddledee. After they both came explosively, they were quick to clean up and Mike Wazombie left fast, they couldn't be caught in the act, after all.
In class the next day, Waddledee and Mike Wazombie still had some feelings left over from last night. "Why the fuck do you guys keep giving each other googly eyes" asked Clock Guy, to which they both responded "shut the hell up" in unison. The sexual tension was rising, they could only resist for so much longer. They tried to work on their painting projects with much difficulty, they just couldn't stop thinking about their succulent dicks meeting each other again. Finally, Waddledee got up to get some new paints for the group. Everyone was a little relieved to finally break the tension, but Waddledee had a problem.
He came back to the table and cried out "I can't find the dark goldenrod! Where is the dark goldenrod paint? Help guys!" Mike Wazombie immediately pulled the dark goldenrod out of his pants. Waddledee was so overcome with lust after this act that he couldn't hold himself back. He started fucking Mike Wazombie like a savage. "Woah, not now Waddledee! We're in class!" But it was too late. Waddledee was in fuck mode, and nothing could stop him now. The teacher and students looked at the scene with horror, but nobody dared to stop them. Waddledee needed something to shove in Mike Wazombie's rear, but the only adequate thing nearby was Clock Guy's legs. "NO GOD WHAT ARE DOING" Clock Guy screamed in agony as his legs were torn off his body to use as dildos. But Waddledee needed more. "PLEASE DON'T DO IT WADDLEDEE I'M YOUR FRIEND," Clock Guy screamed out as Waddledee started tearing more of his body apart. "OH GOD PLEASE OH NOT THE HOUR HAND" were Clock Guy's last words. At this point, with the massive amount of… things in his anus, Mike Wazombie had died also. His fragile body couldn't take it. But Waddledee still needed more. He retrieved his precious paper mache spear and pierced Mike Wazombie all the way through, splitting him in half.
Finally, Waddledee was done, but both of his friends were dead. "Oh well," he said. Then, finally gathering the courage to speak up against the bloody scene, the teacher yelled "do that on your own damn time!" It was too late, though. "Sorry," Waddledee said humbly. Now that Waddledee apologized, everything was cleared up and class resumed as normal.
THE END
