(ash's pov)
After I was smushed by the ceiling fan , it was darkness for a bit , and then I felt something painful in my nose. I woke up and looked around. It was very bright in the room and it smelled faintly of piss and rubbing alcohol. I yanked the thing out of my nose. It was a rose, gross.
And then I saw everyone.
"...where tf is my dick," I said. "What the fuck did you guys do omg...."
Everyone was in shock, and then Zia spoke up.
"I.... I had the doctor slice your dick off." she whispered. The aura of fear that hung in the room quickly turned to one of humor and everyone began to laugh.
I started screaming loudly and then JJ covered my mouth with the dick that had been cut off.
"Omg bitch you're so loud all the time be quiet for once," they rolled their eyes and flipped their emo hair. I rolled my eyes back at them.
I decided to look at the people in the room who weren't currently getting on my nerves. Val looked like she was trying to give an apology but didn't have the words to, and Eamon looked like a very depressed lepercaun. My impact tbh.
I felt like I was gonna cry. My big, fat, meaty shlong was no longer with me. My one personality trait, the only way I was able to bang everyone's mom! I began to cry extremely hard, until I heard the doctor speak up.
"There is not a way for us to reattach your dick, but there is a special process that can have us attach someone else's dick to you... And we have a donor..."
I gasped, and I heard the door click.
"Omg, there's the donor!"
I looked over, and it was none other than...
Hasan Piker.
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Piss Kink Therapy
HumorThe piss kink therapy group, Éamon, Ash, Zia, JJ, and Valerie decide share a mansion together in the neighborhood of Pacific Heights.