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Zi vk klivel shad ,ctoest flam

On edge of Zoroaster’s girdle, I hold my Septuagint high and ask Hedone for some pie
Shalom Shalem. I don’t give a damn, Stick your cursed pecker into spam
Drink the flesh and eat the wine, wash thy feet with holy rye
By the third nipple of Urban and coagulating for the lord
Does the great fat be offered amongst the poorest of cauliflower ears
And those holy ones with extra long sausage tits that we all must suck upon say.

“I Shlump you arse
Until it bleeds Fart Garse
Still your goo with our sharst
Lose thy limbs
Zim Zim Zalabim
And release the children into the tissue
For the Queer One is with you
Watching you sleep with puddles of happy
The Prolapse must begin, become crappy

Shlam Glum Fidddle Doo macabre stew
For me and you
Take the cherry of the one called Pooh
And give it to the pickle man Stue
We will bleed the musty piss
Before we finally find Erum
And Drink the shit rum
From the talking cow patty
Of the soul and pancreas
Find the shuge and we will live
In the friendships of our navals

“What are you fucking staring at?
Do you have a problem, Huh?
Quit staring at my sores you fuckstain!
They are pretty, and I like the smegma they make.
Are you still judging me?
I will fuck your soul until it gives birth to a thousand Taint Babies
I will make that hole gape like The Bottomless Pit
Of my fucking life.
Oh! You want to to continue with your bullshittery
You will flame so hard that the Jinn will seem like
the last reaming you will ever get but oh not
You will be split from forehead to foot with my big holy clit
And you will know true pain and suffering until
Your orgasm hits you in the afterlife like
A great axe to your fucking sphincter you piece of shit waste.”
Waves of puss filled fat slid across the grease of the dead. They consumed your family as your family screamed in pain and begged for mercy. No amount of Humata will save them or those you love.
Their flesh is ripped from their meat and tears are given to Iblis to drink. They flail violently into the maelstrom of unbaptised children and animals where two ovaries will smash them apart.
They will call for you and you will do nothing. Because you are a coward.

“Hi, I’m Chris Hansen with Dateline NBC why don’t you take a seat?”

“I would love to take a seat, Mr. Hansen but I’m also Chris Hansen from Dateline NBC so I would like you to take a seat instead.”

“Well I’m sorry to say that if you don’t sit down, there will be nothing stopping me from sodomizing your asshole with my large penis.”

“That sounds agreeable to me, and I must say I plan to do the same.”

The Chris Hansens unzipped their pant and revealed John Thomas. Their appendages writhed in serpents and sludge.The came upon each other and began to fight for dominance. They ripped their trousers apart and presented a toothed anus hungry for food. The forked tongue of a viper flicked out of the violent gaping chasm as it began to gnash its teeth. A penis split apart and its innards squirmed in ecstasy. Its parts shot into the toothed tookus and broke its teeth with sheer force.

Chris Hansen gasped in pleasure of the prehensile penis inside him. His own dick fell off him with a wet splat. He watched as it trembled as maggots poured out of it. It slithered to the thrusting Chris Hansen and planted itself firmly inside his rectum. Maggots shot out of Chris Hansen’s mouth and eyes. He began to thrust harder, chris reached over and began to play with hansen’s love button while he stroked his own vagina. Their breast burst from their cloth prisons and began to bounce freely around the room.

Chris grabbed his shoulders and began to fuck him deeper. He felt himself reach all the way into brain cavity and began to have a vision.

A chris hansen was currently soaring through the air on leather wings. It spotted its nest from high in the sky and it gently glided down. The little chris hansen chicks began to chirp and bark for their meal. The larger chris hansen began to vomit its putrid milk all over its childen. The chicks jumped and squealed happily as they absorbed there meals through their skin.
One chick bounced too much and fell into the waiting anus below.
When the vision stopped the chris hansen looked down hungrily at his partner.

“Brother.” he said softly.

They both came hard. Blood shot out of every orifice they had, completely filling the room of the red icor. Their bodies returned to their primordial pus and their breast floated away to become something new.

“Three figures came that day.

One was loose

The other flat

The last crooked and round

They all were born on to and inside the ground

They were never there and they were never found

Remembered only by the Nilotes

When they dream of sponges and windmills

Where the hills ran red

With the dead of night

And sight was a figment

Of pigments long gone

And we hoped for a day for them to return

But they never did and we were crushed under

The weight of ourselves

And then we said ‘Hello can anypony hear me? Why is it so dark? Oh Celestia I can’t feel my legs. Please, can anybody hear me? I’m so scared…”

The shy one who flutters squirmed in her womb of breast. She tried to fight but they consumed her the more she struggled.

She slowly drifted further into the abyss. Her womb was caught by The Beast.

The Beast had ten eyes, ten arms, ten wings and ten erections that lined him from bottom to brow.

“Please somepony say you can hear me. I don’t want to be alone,” screamed the womb who flutters.

The Beast opened his mouth and revealed his perfect ten teeth. “I can hear. I can see. I can do. I can know. I can fly. I can find. I can leave. I can blind. I can believe. I can lie.”

The womb trembled at the voice.

“I am fire. I am water. I am earth. I am dire. I am hope. I am desire. I am pain. I am evil. I am many. I am One.”

One the First Beast chuckled and held the womb close to him as they both drifted down into the pit with no bottom.

We can’t see ourselves when we look into the mirrors. We only see what is in front of us. At least that is what the blind always say.

Ak bak sak dak nak wau d c e please forgive me Roog.

Author's Note

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. There will be more in the future.