Andre and Randy are on a date. Something cute and simple, but it leads into something naughty and steamy quickly. After their dinner date, they both go home, extremely drunk. Although, they don't just sleep. It turns into a hot, wet, and juicy sex session. Andre is a virgin, he's never had sex. But with Randy? Of course, he would say yes while drunk. So it began, they fucked and fucked. For how long? Never to be known.
"A-ah~ Randy- keep... g-going..!" Andre moaned.
Andre felt absolutely delighted until Randy really picked it up. Randy had such impressive strength and stamina, fucking Andre to the point all he could think about was Randy. Nothing but white mush in his head. But Randy went too fast. He ended up killing Andre. The pleasure was too much, his voice box was about to collapse and his poor hole tore. Andre had passed away, and with Jes and Kal finding out the news they broke down.
Jes, one of Andre's closest friends. Best friend if you will. 4lifer. BFFL. They had fallen into a state of anxiety and depression. What would Jes do with Andre gone? All those good times of laughing on a voice call, reading Kyman fanfictions, and insulting each other.. all gone. Jes couldn't take it anymore. It felt like all their friends were slowly disappearing. What could they do about it? There was no stronger emotion felt than sadness. Just surges and waves of sadness crawl over Jes, making it inescapable. All Jes wanted was to be with Andre at the last moments of his life, but not even was that possible.
Sniffles... "Oh, God... I can't do this anymore.." Weeps... "Please, God... if you hear me.. just.. make sure all my friends are safe.." Jes whimpered.
All Jes could do was just pray. Pray that everyone would be okay and nobody would be too hurt by Andre's passing. Jes wanted to keep the remaining of Thee Successors of Sire Mozart safe and protected, but at what cost could they do anything?
Kal, another one of Andre's closest friends... was taken aback by the news. Absolutely devastated. It had ruined him, with Andre gone... there was nobody to tell him when to stop eating. He became the ultimate fatass over time, Tahz, the trusted chef of FlohLynn's kingdom constantly supplied him with food. He ate, through day and night, fuelled by his devastation. Putting on pounds and pounds, it eventually became hard for him to do as much as standing up. Little did he know, Tahz had been corrupting his feasts with obesity pills, which led him to his 5k pound mark. He was such a fucking fatass that his ass spilled out his doors, and windows, and had taken up most of the land in the kingdom.
But one day, he finally felt like he couldn't eat anymore.
There was a sharp pain in his chest... and he suddenly dropped dead, from a heart attack caused by his severe obesity.
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Thee Successors of Sire Mozart
ActionA trio, Andre, Kal and Jes. The perfect set of friends. All silly and funny, but tragedy strikes when they die. How do they react? What happens? They don't want their lives to worsen until Kings Floh and Lynn intrude their life and make it a living...