Hey-how-ya-doin’.  My name’s Lydanthiel, guardian angel of Kent Wayne.  I’m pulling overtime, which is just another Tuesday for us GAs.  Sorry if I sound a little rushed–I’m juggling Kent’s health, wealth, and goddamn Beta Males, trying to impede his free-dicked lifestyle!

Guardian Angeldom has come a long, long way since we flew around with dorky-ass swords and glowing halos.  Right now I’m in a sweet-ass AMECH-X (short for Angelic Mecha, version 10), surrounded by the cool blue glow of aetheric holographics.  I’m currently in Phase-Realm 3, which is half-in your physical world, half in the imaginal.  My AMECH-X allows me a direct interface into both planes, channeling nonphysical energy into corporeal matter.  It’s also fitted with a cutting-edge suite of astral defense mechanisms; they provide some protection against immaterial assailants.

Case in point—GRAMMAR NAZI SPIRITS ON MY GODDAMN SIX!  MOTHER OF FUCK!!!

I reach up to a ceiling-mounted grip, pulling it down and twisting sideways.  It locks in place with a meaty-sounding CHK-CHANK.  Psychic chaff pours from my AMECH’s hip-vents, lighting the astral cloudscape with dual streams of unarticulated concepts.  When I glance at my cams, they translate into a series of glimmering emojis.

My pursuers aren’t buying it.  They stay right on my ass, chipping at my causal engines with their stereotypically dull-ass objections.  On my Earth-side monitor, I see Kent Wayne suffering the side effects:  legions of pissants pick at his writing, harping on him for incorrect use of pronouns or italics or whatever-the-fuck-stimulates-a-Grammar-Nazi’s-micropenis.

Fuck it.  No options left.  I open my eReader to Echo, activating its reality distortion powers.  Magic flash.

An Independence Day-style beam of light cuts through the aether, funneling down from the astral realm into Kent Wayne’s pants.  His wiener goes full-on Godzilla, pee-slit flapping like a windblown flag as it lets loose with a furious roar.

“RUAAAAAHHHH!!!”

As Grammar Nazis burst into his physical home, he spears them through the chest with his unstoppable peen.  It’s like watching a xxx Neo; he flips, dips, and skull-fucks his enemies with balletic grace.  As I soar into the depths of an Elysium-bound portal, I catch a glimpse of him using his cock like a giant grappling hook—swinging off ledges, trees, and telephone poles to make his escape.

THAT’S what you get for being a nitpicky hater, you Grammar Nazi fucks!  Ha HA!

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Ahh…another beautiful morning in the world of Kent Wayne:  sci fi author and perennial Man Whore.

I get up from my bed and my wiener unwinds rapidly—fwip fwip FWIP—before thunking against the ground.  I stroll to my window and gaze out at the sunny landscape.  What a wonderful time to be a man-whore…

“There!” someone shouts, pointing up at me.  “He shames us through his well-endowed existence!  Cut off his head and fuck the skull!”

Oh no!  My eyes widen as the horizon fills with thousands of figures.

BETA MALES!

“I’ll tie it around my thigh!” I scream, rapidly winding it around my squat-thickened legs.  “Tuck it into a sock so the head doesn’t show!”

“Not enough!” they shout.  “The bulge will be way too obvious, even if you wear an ankle-length mumu!  Prepare to get roasted over a coal-filled pit!”

Fuck it.  No options left.  I reach over to my nightstand and open my eReader to Echo, activating its reality distortion powers.  Magic flash.

The heavens rumble.  A fifty-foot tall God of Old—Odin Allfather, He of One Eye and Taker of No Shit Whatsoever—rips through a pair of clouds and beats his hairy, eight-packed torso with a giant pair of gnarled-ass fists.

“WHO DARES THREATEN MY MAN WHORE HERALD?” He booms.  “I SHALL BISECT YOU AT THE ANUS WITH A BLUNTED HATCHET!”

“No, please!” the Beta Males scream, dropping to their knees.  “Spare our shrivel-cocked lives!  We’ll accept whatever punishment you deem appropriate!”

“VERY WELL!” Odin roars.  “PREPARE TO RECEIVE THE STINKIEST FACIAL OF ALL TIME!  I’VE BEEN EATING ROTTEN SPAM AND ASPARAGUS FOR THE LAST TWO MONTHS, HOPING FOR JUST SUCH AN OCCASION!  NOW YOU SUFFER MY FOUL-SMELLING SPERM!  OH HO HO HO!”

The manliest deity of all time yanks off his tunic and lets loose with giant blasts of curdy Gross, deluging the Beta Males with his odious disfavor.

“YOU WANT IN ON THIS, KENT?  CUM ON THEIR FACES WHILE THE CUMMING’S GOOD!”

“You fucking bet!”  I unwind my wiener and start launching blasts of equally stinky ejaculate, coating the Beta Males in thick, webby cocoons.  As they cry and sob, me and Odin clutch the air with upturned hands and cackle like batshit madmen.

“OH HO HO!  AH HA HA!  MWAHAHAHA!!!  AHHHHH HA HA HAAAA!!!!!”

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