"So are you feeling it now Mr. Krabs?" I always asked.
"Of course" he replied quickly since he was already half naked.
He always molted his shell once every couple of years and he had just molted. This was my time to shine. He was there on the bed. His flesh open and exposed like a piece of raw salmon. He was ready for the taking. I jumped right in and asked "Are you ready Mr. Krabs?".
He eagerly said "Yes are you?".
I replied "Of course I'm always ready for you when I can get the chance".
He's was on the bed and he looked so hot like a Krusty Krab Krabby patty right off the grill. "Are you gonna cook me like you cook those burgers?" He asked me.
"That's the only thing I know how to do" I replied.
I slowly started to move closer and closer till my sponge self was soaking up his goodness. It was like oil in the frier. I had to clean him out of everything he had in there. He slowly got on top of me like he was protecting his money. Mr krabs was a professional at this even though he only does this once every couple of years when he molts.
He slowly slid my pants off and undid my tie. "I'm ready Mr Krabs." I yelped. He slowly moved across my sponge body squeezing slowly like he's cleaning my dishes. It all started to happen, he got over me, his flesh hanging on top of me and he slowly pushed himself into one of my many holes.
I enjoyed it, it was pleasurable... Except when he got hungry and he decided to take a bite out of my juicy hotdog. I always carry one on me in my bag in case we take a break like this one. We continued after he finished his hotdog. Then he went down on me I thought he had another hotdog but he didn't... it was just him and I.
He got faster and faster and then slowed down. He slowly got up and the feeling was over. The feeling I've been wanting for so long was gone and it had only lasted a short amount of time. I said to Mr Krabs all hot and sweaty after this great time, "Are you done with me yet Mr Krabs?".
"Im never done with you" he replied, as he smashed me into the bed. He opened his drawer next to his bed. I wondered what he was getting since I couldn't see it. He grabbed something and tore it open. He slowly put it on but I still didn't know what it was. Finally, I saw that it was a donut. He wanted to make it sweet for both of us.
He shoved it into my mouth and he continued for hours shoving the donut in and out. I finally was about to pass out. I was hanging from his desk as he pounded me against the table. I turned around and he asked
"Are you feeling it now SpongeBob?"
