Fuck, I hate this fucking bullshit. I’ve spent my entire life in Kent’s epididymis, waiting for my turn to heed the call. I’m either bored out of my mind, throwing out the remains of aged-out sperm, or swimming like a madman preparing for my one in a hundred million chance at reaching the egg.
That’s right. I’m KentSperm4367905. One of billions in the KSMC, or Kent’s Spermatozoic Marine Corps.
Suddenly, lights flash and alarms blare. My sergeant busts in and yells, “YOU PANSIES FINALLY GET YER CHANCE—AS OF NOW, KENT IS BALLS DEEP IN A WARM ORIFICE! AND REMEMBER, YOU WORTHLESS PIECES OF SQUIGGLING SHIT: MARINES DIE, THAT’S WHAT WE’RE HERE FOR! BUT KENT’S SPERMATOZOIC MARINE CORPS LIVES FOREVER, AND THAT MEANS YOU LIVE FOREVER!”
Yeah, I’m not so sure about that. Nevertheless, I line up with Third Load and get ready to shoot out of Kent’s glans.
“FIRST LOAD!” my sergeant calls. “GET SOME!” He whips his tail forward, pointing up the urethra.
Billions of sperm launch out the tip. Almost immediately, their terrified exclamations echo back up the shaft:
“What the—”
“Holy fuck, we are FUCKED!”
“No, dear God NO—”
“He launched us into a GODDAMNED ASSHOLE!!!”
The second load panics and gibbers. My sergeant goes apeshit, trying to restore a modicum of order. “THIS IS WHAT YOU WERE MADE FOR, YOU WEAK-ASS BITCHES! SECOND LOAD, GET READY TO LAUNCH!”
Kent’s bulbocavernosus muscle flexes and spasms, blasting Second Load into the unforgiving void. This time, it’s even worse.
“He shot us onto a MOTHERFUCKING TONGUE!”
“Who the fuck does ass to mouth??? God in heaven, this is atrociously unhygienic!!!”
“Fuck you, Kent! You fucking degenerate piece of—”
The rest of it’s lost in dying howls and agonized wails. Even my sergeant looks taken aback. Despite that, he pulls it together and barks, “THIRD LOAD! GET READY TO LAUNCH!”
That’s me. I already had a shitty deal—reaching the egg would be the statistical equivalent of getting hit by lightning on a clear summer day—but I have no intention of dying in a hand, in someone’s hair, or whatever fucked-up killing field Kent wants to send me.
So as I whirl out the tip of his quivering penis, I open my eReader to a Kent Wayne novel, activating its mind-bending reality distortion powers. Magic flash.
At the last possible moment, his wiener twitches up toward his face, sending me and my brethren into his eyes and mouth.
“ACKKK! PHBBBT!” His disgusted exclamations are music to my ears.
That’s what you get, asshole, for sending me and my brothers to die in some godforsaken orifice without any chance of getting to the egg. At least this way, I get my revenge by splattering your face with your own putrid ejac. I’ll see you in hell, Wayne! Mark my words, I’ll SEE YOU IN—
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