Chapter Thirty Three An Eggcellent Introduction

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Unsurprisingly, you and your shivering thighs didn't last very long with your cock wrapped in Frank's throat. It only took five minutes until you were stuttering out show tune phrases and a raspy "F-franku!" He allowed you to keep thrusting into his mouth, riding out the orgasm. Once you came down from the ecstasy like state, your legs released his head, laying there all sweaty like a dead duck. You were so relaxed now. Maybe if you had been massaged, you'd be a fucking noodle. Oh wait, are beginning to fall asleep? Yes it seems so. So nice....

" You want to go another round?" asked Frank, only to you softly breath, now in a pleasurable slumbler. He sighed, looking down at his southern reagions, now deflateint. He planted a light kiss on your head, and then getting the both of you under the cover. F/n's body almost instantly grabbed him, positioning herself so that she was in the optimal cuddling position, the one she always got into when you both slept in the same bed. It didn't take long for Frank to finally be asleep as well, despite the blue balls.

You had slept very soundly, waking up in a tangle of limbs with Frank. You slowly unwound from the weird sleeping hug. Memories of last night flashed in your mind. You didn't know how to feel about it. Should you be fist pumping that you had gotten a mind-blowing-job? Or should you continue to hug Frank because  you guys were somehow lovers now? Think later, right now you were thirsty and in need of food. You went to the kitchen to see if there was anything good. As you began to eat some fruity pebbles straight out of the box, a banging came from the door. You went over to open it, and the first thing that met your face was egg yolk. You stumbled back, wiping the chicken menstruation off your face to see the attacker. One of them was a hissing... White guy? You couldn't really describe them. The other for a second you thought was T.j., with their fluffy brown hair and baby looking face. But then you saw that this guy's face was too baby faced looking, and he was shouting at the other guy with some weird tongues, that you realized was just an Australian accent.

  " The fuck man you don't just egg a guy you don't even know!" He yelled, the other replied by pummeling him with several eggs, making loud grunts the entire time.

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          After they had settled down, you learned that the baby-face Australian and that other guy were friends of Frank, one being named Max, the other just called Howtobasic. You decided not to question this and he ran down the hall to where Frank was sleeping, slapping him awake with a dead fish he somehow had this entire time. As you heard the yells of Frank and Howto down the hall, you turned to Max to offer him some dry cereal.

  "So what are you guys doing here?" You ask.

    " Frank didn't tell you? We're going to be making a video today, a collab of sorts."

  "What's it gonna be?"

Max leaned in, smirking a baby smirk," Lets just say, we're getting into some sticky buisness."

    Frank entered the room wearing sunglasses and a pilot cap," Hey guys how ya doing? How bout we go get some breakfast?" He asked, smacking the box of cereal out of your hand.

"You wanna come?" Frank asked.

You shrugged, " Do I have anything better to do?"

    And so you all went out to find some sort of breakfast place, coming upon a Denny's. Once you guys had all settled down looking thou the menu, Howto ordering from the kids menu, y'al started chatting about shit.

   "-so yeah like, Chin Chin turned me into a guy, so I'm just waiting until it wears off or something."

        "So wait your an actual guy? Dick and all?" Max asked.

"Biologically speaking, yeah I'm a guy, but I would prefer if you refer to me as a girl, thank you very much."

    "...So wait Frank does that mean you're gay?"

"Shut the fuck up Max!" Both you and Frank yelled, probably being heard by several small children in the establishment, but who cares am I right?

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