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ORGASMATRON

…and the wind whispered “if you fuck ‘em, they will come”...
  
That’s when Viktor decided to build himself a machine,  
An apparatus designed to make the women cream,  
Like a dream schemed in the mind of a deviant teen,  
He'd lure them into his lair and fuck ‘em to the extreme.  
   
Viktor spent years building the device in his basement,  
For one day it would take over as a replacement,  
But if you ask anyone, this was no easy task,  
He customized it so it would fit into his shaft.  
   
He made it look natural, complete with brakes and pads,  
Hooking up the electrodes right into his gnads,  
He built controls to be able to change length and girth,  
A fitting for each woman always making it their worth.  
   
Then he’d prowl the clubs at night and seduce the females,  
Promising them bliss with all the vivid details,  
And those who took a chance on Viktor would enjoy the ride,  
His contraption always left them very satisfied.  
   
His became a thing of legend and urban erotic lore,  
Every woman fell in love because they wanted more,  
Viktor kept improving the machine he erected,  
He'd work until his performance would be perfected.  
   
One night in his lab as Viktor tinkered with the device,  
He heard the voice again giving him the same advice,  
He looked around and couldn't see where it had came from,  
As the voice again said: “If you fuck ‘em, they will come”.  
   
Just then a loud bolt of lightning struck across the sky,  
He removed the wires quickly so he wouldn’t fry,  
But the computer registered a strange anomaly,  
Viktor became supercharged anatomically.  
   
The shaft became fully engorged and it grew quite large,  
And the voice said “MOTHERFUCKER, I'M THE ONE IN CHARGE”,  
Baffled that he didn’t know how to control his bone,  
Viktor screamed “IT’S ALIVE! It’s got a mind of its own!”.  
   
“I’M ORGASMATRON, MASTER OF CLIMAX AND ORGASM”  
As Viktor trembled with fear, he felt a strange spasm,  
“What do you want to do?” He asked almost out of breath,  
“LET’S GO FUCK SOMEONE HARD INTO A BEAUTIFUL DEATH”.  
   
And Viktor went out into the cool October nights,  
Picking up women who were curious with delight,  
But ORGASMATRON would leave women so elated,  
He’d pound them so hard until they were dehydrated.  
   
Women would scream and cream in the agony of bliss,  
Leaving Viktor unsure if it was real or just piss,  
They would pass out as ORGASMATRON would then connive,  
Escaping into the night unsure if they were left alive.  
   
And Viktor would go off and find another victim,  
Then it didn’t matter if it was a male rectum,  
ORGASMATRON took over until Viktor was numb,  
Obeying his new master, fuckin’ em until they’d come.  
   
So men, protect your wives and girlfriends it’s your duty,  
And if you’re not into it, make sure to guard your booty,  
A ferocious dong prowls amongst us ‘til early dawn,  
Beware of the sexual monster called ORGASMATRON.
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