The Great War

Chapter 5

Barrels. Barrels filled to the brim with... Green cum. Then, a snake lady came out of the side room, and began to speak.

"So, Chad. I see you've arrived right on time! This should be fun. Awww! I see you've brought a minion with you as well!" She declared, eyeing Tom Brady.

"Hey, faggot cunt. You listen here. I ain't no one's minion, bitch! You fucking understand what I'm saying to you!?!"

"Whatever, minion." Alice replied. "Awww, Chad. You're such an aspiring young adventurer. Now, how to you want me to violate you?"

"Wow, that escalated quickly." I replied. Now would be a perfect time to take out a weapon to defend myself with... Wait!?! Did I even bring a weapon!?! Alice noticed what was going on, and spoke up.

"Awww. Defenseless are you? This should be easy." She said, slithering towards me.

"HOLD IT!" Tom Brady yelled. "He may be a faggot, but he's my faggot!" He said, taking a defensive stance.

"Tom, you're a pussy." Alice started. "I mean, come on. You call your recievers faggots after every incomplete pass, you bitch to the refs all the time, and I'm pretty sure you're in a secret relationship with your coach."

Tom pissed himself after Alice revealed that secret to me, and passed out.