Daring Do and the Ruby Eye

Tennisball is clearly a troubled soul. No wonder he lives inside of a cunt.

"B-but I'm ALPHA for that!" piped up Tennisball. "How many BROS can YOU say live in a vag? Living the DREAM YOLO!" he muttered, before rolling off solemnly, adjusting his tiny fedora as he did so.

DARK AND EDGY TENNIS BALL TIME

Sadly for the ball Tracy has began tearing away at his anus trying to escape with no such success.

Suddenly, fatass Rarity showed up.

"Fuck", thought Daring, "she looks like she's fat as fuck. What a fatty fatass."

Volleyball rolled back and forth slightly, clearly in agreement. "She looks fucking fat, bro."

Daring raised an eyebrow. "What do you say we tell her how much weight she's lost?"

"I dunno, isn't that a bit mean?"

Daring slapped the volleyball. "I THOUGHT! You were ALPHA!"

"But I am," protested Volleyball. Years of hanging out with Tennis had taught him what NOT to be, in regards to what is alpha. "Just look how much air I have pumped in me. I am roll as fuck."

"So do it."

And Volleyball learnt a valuable lesson that day:

That no matter your size, you should never underestimate the muscular power of a fat person's sphincter.

MEANWHILE ON Volleyballariea!

The monkey has finally bought his dream home with his shopping cart wife Shaniqua. It has everything from a pool to kitchen!

The rent was cheap the neighboring volleyballs were nice and the town near them had a fucking STARBUCKS!

But what it lacks is a tasty child to share it with.

The snack that smiles back,

CHILDREN.

"awww yeah muh nigga, come here and get sum o dis BBC and stay on it allllll night"

"I'm Shaniqua and wot?", blagged the slutty bint.

"Shaniqua, please. These are my parents, please show some respect," the Monkey cajoled.

He was a nice monkey, not too small, nor too big; and his fangs a perfect size- won't get in the way of rimming. While his parents were baboons, no one bought this up out of respect for the poor monkey, for you see, he was adopted.

And now he was introducing his slag of a girlfriend from Britain to his honorable parents.

"Yeh wotever," she snarked as she chewed some gum and adjusted her Burberry cap. "Yers can not 'ave noffink from my fridge you undastand? I counted the bananas. And if you ABSOLUTELY must, clean them off before you put them back."

The Monkey was shocked. "Shaniqua!" he exclaimed.

Allow me to digress. Remember when that one guys said that Tracy died because of Jeff Mangum's (peace be upon his sweaters) singing destroying It, the hair? Well, she didn't actually die. See, what really happened was that she somehow teleported inside Tennisball. Yes, doomed to be trapped within the beta.

The green velvety embrace of the beta...

Daring Do after losing to Gaben, entered the the nearest coffee shop to drink away her sorrows and to tuck back in her prolapsed anus.

Suddenly, Shakin' Stevens showed up with a pack of condoms, a ten bag of weed, and a crate of beers.

"What's up, Daring?" he winked. "Remember me?"

"No," said Daring, "I thought I'd seen the last of you Welsh boyos."

Shakin' sighed.

"Please, Daring. I need this."

"Fuck OFF SHAKIN'! It's bad enough you not chasing after sheep girls, but no, you have to come down from those valleys and bang horses. It ain't right for a Welshman." Daring bit her lip. "Light up a spliff though and I'll see what comes up."

She had to escape, though she didn't have her beloved knife...

As she sat down in defeat something red started to shine next to her.....

it was a dick

But no ordinary dick....

But the ruby that was converted into a dick with magical powers!

It was the dick of champions. What was this doing inside of Tennisball?

One Dick to rule them all, One Dick to find them,

One Dick to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

After getting out of the wounded anus, the shit monster began to transform into the powerful shitcum monster. All it needed now to acquire his ultimate form was to absorb menstrual blood.

Taking the quiet pony as hostage, the shitcum minion dissapeared into the shadows.

"Looks like you're right."

Rainbow Dash noticed the silhouette of the monster in the distance.

"Wait... There's somepony with him." Daring said.

"...Fluttershy?!"

Using his long penis to hold her, the shitcum monster proudly carried the yellow pegasus with him.

Meanwhile, Daring Do sat on a fucking seven-inch dildo as her lezzer rughmuncher mate Rainbow Gash- er, Dash, sorry- licked her out.

"Mff*SLURP*ffnghgns," said Rainbow, mouth full of clunge and salty milk.

"Wh-huh?" said Daring. "Just.. a little more.."

Rainbow looked up, wiping the vag juice from her mouth. "Do you hear that?" she asked.

Daring's ears picked up. It was a slight... rumbling sound, on the periphery of hearing. "That sounds like... a shitcum monster."

Perhaps the sage wisdom of Tennis and Volley's asian friend, the secretive Ping Pong, could be of assistance. As Ping Pong entered the scene through the back door.... And King Leonidas begged for more

"NO NO MOAR FU U! YOUD PAY ALREADY HALF ID NO NEED U NO MOWR!

Said the asian ping pong

NOA NOA THAT LATER, WHEN I HIS MOAR YUANS! NOW WAT YU NEED BLUE PONI THANG?

Said the asian ping pong

Ping Pong stopped. Ooh shit! His dry cleaning laundry business!

"AWH- WAH- AWHH NOA, YOW WRAIT HERREH, YOU WRAIT NOW, YOU STRAY HERREH WHIRE I GO TAKE CAREH OF SOMETING."

"You better pay for my car that you wrecked, you gook." said Tracy. Then she was promptly eated by a velociraptor. Then puked because she tasted like ass. Tracy then pulled a rusty spoon from her puckering asshole and dug her way out of the randomly placed velociraptor. Fuck this gay Earth. In a galaxy far, far away...

Which found itself SUDDENLY SPLIT OPEN tail to throat from the inside, Tracy's trusty kitchen knife never failing her.

"Looks like you're... EXTINCT," Tracy gloated with a shiteating grin.

Aside from the main story, we continue with King NigNog as he's stitching his dick back together after the last indecent with Daring Do, in his new under eater base.

"Gang, I think we have a mystery on our hands." Fred was ready to go.

"Scooby! Stop trying to mount daring do!"

"Raaawww, Rooby ran't ruck Raring Roo." Scooby then shat all over the goddamn floor.

A mystery daring thought as she slipped through the shit

"Could you all help me find the ruby eye?" Daring knew they'd help.

"What the hell!? A talking horse," Shaggy could not reconcile reality when there was such a gorgeous pony in front of him.

"You want a sandwich, babe?"

"Thanks, I could use a sandwich." Daring sure was hungry from all the avant garde sexipades.

"Could you take care of that guy though?" she was pointing to curry, vibrating an Old English 40 oz. malt beverage within his rectum.

"Sure, we'll euthanize him like an autist's child and help you with your mystery." With that Fred began to beat the skellington against curry.

"My name is Abiim", the indignant Curry said, before getting his mug smashed in.

"Hah!" said Fred. Looks like you're POPPADOOMED!

"Oh Fredy." said Daphne holding a small tennis ball.

"Hey, crotchtits" Shaggy began to whisper sweet nothings into darings ear. "You ever seen a mutilated dick?"

However, Shaggy was in for an alarming surprise; the adventurous mare had taken Curry's mountain dew. With the FREE XP UNDER THE CAP, Daring had enough points to purchase her own mutilated futa. And not the cheap kind, one of those deluxe Russian ones trained in japan and can only eat cum.

"Hey wow! Where'd you get that ball, Daph?" asked Fred. "Do you think we can those retards Shaggy and Scooby to think it's a scooby snack?"

Daphne tittered. "Fuck yeah I do, but let me put it my ass first."

"Good girl," Fred replied as they crept into the Mystery Van.

The can exploded with rape snakes.

"I knew it." Daring was apprehensive to see her greatest obstacle, her strongest of loves.