Ricky popped up on screen, the background showing the gory remains of internet influencers.
“And that’s another house cleaned out, good riddance! Now it’s time for today’s surgery!”
The camera pans to a seemingly-normal purple and red fluffy.
A pegasus fluffy.
“I redirected all the bloodflow in this fluffy’s body into his penis. Let’s see what happens!”
Ricky gets the fluffy’s attention.
“Hey Trojan, what would you do if I got you a special-friend?”
The fluffy cheers.
“YAY! Two-jan get speshuw-fwiend! Wouwd gibe speshuw-fwiend wots ob huggies and wub and pway aww day! Dis am bestest day ebeh! Whewe am Two-jun’s nyu speshuw-fwiend?”
Evidently the fluffy’s arousal hadn’t been…aroused.
Ricky tries again.
“And what else other than normal hugs and playing would you do with your special-friend?”
“Huggies ow pwaying! And numming yummy sketties togethew! Nao whewe speshuw-fwiend?”
Ricky just wants this moronic even for a fucking shitrat fucking shitrat to get an erection.
“Would you and your special-friend want foals? How would the two of you get foals?”
Trojan once again fails to get Ricky’s point.
“GASP! BABBEHS! Babbehs am most impowtant ting in whowe wowwd! Two-jan and speshuw-fwiend am gunna habe aww da babbehs! Gibe dem huggies and wub and wotsa miwkies!”
Ricky gives up.
“Fuck it. Hey Trojan, eat this.”
He tosses an extra-strength raise the dead and give them a giant boner level viagra pill to Trojan.
“YAY! TWEATIES! Two-jan get speshuw-fwiend AND tweaty-nummies today!”
Trojan gobbles up the viagra.
Ricky runs behind the protective shielding as Trojan’s penis grows faster and faster. The fact that all the blood in Trojan’s body is going to the fluffy’s penis means that Trojan’s body is shriveling even as his penis expands. Soon Trojan’s penis is swollen larger than his entire body and what remains of the rest of Trojan is a wrinkled mess of fluff attached to a titanic fluffy penis.
“Two-jan hope speshuw-fwiend get hewe soon, Two-jan weawwy need tu habe speshuw-hug-”
Trojan’s penis exploded in a blast of blood, fluff, and fluffy cum that spattered everything.
After the fluids finally stop dripping off the walls and ceiling Ricky steps out from behind the protective shielding holding up an umbrella covered in British pound symbols.
“Well, that was informative. Remember: Don’t forget to like, subscribe, send me money and tell everyone you know and can find to like subscribe, and send me money or I will fucking kill you!”
Ricky points a gun at the screen threateningly as the livestream ends.
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Jonathan Mongola stares at his computer scream in shock.
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!”
Scarlet, Jonathan’s red sociopathic, cannibalistic, serial-killing, podcast-hosting, breakdancing, videogame-playing fluffy who was the daughter of the similarly inclined Crimson shrugged.
“Seems wick Wicky am doing his own ting.”
Jonathan grabs Scarlet and starts shaking her.
“THAT IS BIOLOGICALLY AND PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE! How did he do it?! Is it special effects or-”
Ricky bursts out of the screen of Jonathan’s computer holding a gun.
“WHY THE FUCK AREN’T YOU LIKING AND SUBSCRIBING?! DO YOU WANNA DIE?!”
Jonathan and Scarlet scream as the show cuts to commercial.
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Author’s Note: Jonathan Mongola and Scarlet are OCs belonging to @BFM101 Anything I write set in his universe is canon only if he says it is. Don’t use surgery to redirect all bloodflow to your penis, that’s bad and likely to result in your death, which would probably be bad.
