Orgasm in Steel
This is a story about a man.
A man who was an angel.
Who was a boy.
He was Aquarion. Which was this big fat fucking mecha suit that transformed using the power of ORGASM.
After the Great Catastrophe blew up all the world's McDonalds and left the morbidly obese populace to starve and consume each other until only a handful of people stood left there was a crack team of pilots. They piloted the Vectors. The Vectors were machines that could turn into Aquarion when they orgasmed enough.
It was AWESOME.
They killed the Shadow Angels.
"I am Solar Wing!" screamed Apollo into the sky.
"Yes, yes I love you, Apollo. Please drop your centuries old fag lover for me," Silvia screamed and moaned loudly as she rubbed her ass in her pilot seat because this is Japan and that's what they do in every show.
"HOLY SHIT I'M GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL!" Pierre shrieked as a soccer ball popped out from his ass and flew across the continent until it stopped and hit Angelina Jolie who was dressed up as Lara Croft right in the face.
"I'm gay for Appolonius!" Toma said right before the Westborows came and tore off his far too effeminate little bishonen face.
And the crowd gasped in shock and looked away like nothing happened because those people are batshit and they didn't want any trouble.
And then Aquarion exploded into the stars and everyone else cheered.
The End.