In the beginning there was Goatse (a glorious state of being where one's physical existence is stretched out very wide into the empty space beyond). There were many who sought to Goatse, but few could attain it, for only the chosen few were granted. They, and only they, would transcend to Goatse Heaven where they would meet Goatse God and finally sing the glorious song. Our story begins in the bowls of space where a portal to the physical had been stretched open widely.
Albert One was a fat bastard who's only wish was to achieve Goatse by impaling his hands into his obese colon and stretching it out as wide as it could manage. He, however, was a virgin in the eyes of the transcended, only making love to his fist. Because of this, he was banished. He rolled down the stairways of enlightenment as you might imagine a fat person would.
Albert One: They have denied me my fabulous pent house in the highest reaches of the Goatse Continuum. I am too fat to get laid by any normal female. But alas, there in the distance! A horny young fawn! A blue horse who's spherical buttock welcomes my tender thrusting!
Rainbow Dash was asleep upon a cloud, dreaming lustfully with her fifth hoof steaming from flowing vaginal fluids.
TO BE CONTINUED...
