Tanner's POV: I walk into the chaotic club timidly. Everyone is partying and going bonkers, stark staring mad if you will. I go to the bar to get a bit befuddled. I wave to the bartender. "Howdy, mate. This plastered establishment is a tad dodgy, I will admit. This gutted place is as good as a stag night with dogs dinner.. but can I get a uhhh.." he cuts me off. "I can't tell aaanything you're saying, dude." A plastered man from a few feet away starts cackling at me. "Fucking Brit! Gahahaha!!!!!" Everyone in the club starts rioting about how they hate British people and start chasing me with guns. "You damn British people! You never let me worship MY god! The ONLY God! The one I get on my knees to pray to!! The one that was-" suddenly a giant creature appears, towering over the crowd. It's red and shiny, like a robot. "Back off my British babe." (Tag ur British babe😏 FNAFloverCum422 ) after the crowd quiets down we start to make out. It gets pretty heated and the red robot starts cumming everywhere and projectile semens into my asshole. Suddenly, an even bigger buff person stomps up to us. Ginger hair, pink skin, absolutely fucking RIPPED. they had a name tag that said "The big Garp." "You have to leave. " the figure says. We solemnly part ways as our cum filled bodies walk our separate ways in the rain. Then two dogs named Bentley and buttercup chase me home.
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