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[ IEPT ] The Adventures Of Buck Cocky
Episode One : Misogyny Like Space Has No Boundaries
The deep space freighter Uranus Probe D
landed in the cracked sphincter of your moon crater
piloted singlehandedly by yours truly,
Captain Buck Cocky
As I descended the landing platform
you all greeted me
somewhat with open arms
because you had really tiny arms . . .
and really tiny legs . . . on really tiny bodies
barely withstanding normal sized alien heads
I was mobbed by bobble-headed fetuses
all clamoring for my attention
---femaliens to be precise;
not a single tiny penis amongst the mobble
each of them telepathically communicating to me
their communal desire to satisfy
my every pure male fantasy
I picked up the Queen of the bobble-heads
and throat-fucked her
It was satisfying
much like banging a watermelon
or a Gungunnite
Upon having discharged my payload
into her tiny esophagus
I punted the Queen like a football
Not having taken gravity into consideration
she spiraled upward . . .
upward . . .
upward until she was distant
in the star speckled atmosphere
similar to my recollections of the Human Race
I had left behind so long ago
on my quest for out of this world Strange;
to mingle with minge outside my species
It did not matter;
there were plenty more of the Bbobble-Heads
to satisfy my fantastic pure male urges
---they were all pretty much the same
I throat-fucked a few more Bobblers
and tossed them aside
before retiring to my captain's quarters
settling comfortably into the hibernation pod
and dreaming of what it would be like
to have intercourse with a real female human
for the very first time in my life
since my banishment from Earth
for being a major douchebag
The deep space freighter Uranus Probe D
landed in the cracked sphincter of your moon crater
piloted singlehandedly by yours truly,
Captain Buck Cocky
As I descended the landing platform
you all greeted me
somewhat with open arms
because you had really tiny arms . . .
and really tiny legs . . . on really tiny bodies
barely withstanding normal sized alien heads
I was mobbed by bobble-headed fetuses
all clamoring for my attention
---femaliens to be precise;
not a single tiny penis amongst the mobble
each of them telepathically communicating to me
their communal desire to satisfy
my every pure male fantasy
I picked up the Queen of the bobble-heads
and throat-fucked her
It was satisfying
much like banging a watermelon
or a Gungunnite
Upon having discharged my payload
into her tiny esophagus
I punted the Queen like a football
Not having taken gravity into consideration
she spiraled upward . . .
upward . . .
upward until she was distant
in the star speckled atmosphere
similar to my recollections of the Human Race
I had left behind so long ago
on my quest for out of this world Strange;
to mingle with minge outside my species
It did not matter;
there were plenty more of the Bbobble-Heads
to satisfy my fantastic pure male urges
---they were all pretty much the same
I throat-fucked a few more Bobblers
and tossed them aside
before retiring to my captain's quarters
settling comfortably into the hibernation pod
and dreaming of what it would be like
to have intercourse with a real female human
for the very first time in my life
since my banishment from Earth
for being a major douchebag
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