69 Tootsiepop Kingdoms (Mr Owl x Plunger!Reader)

The Death of the Trump Pee-Pee Tape is Stored in the Balls

I was interrupted suddenly by the sound of a light thumping emanating from outside the house we were currently residing at. I shifted to carefully peel the covers from my sticky body. I sucked my way to the window, and I spotted a small, pink bunny in flip-flops slowly march towards my home. The thumping was coming from the beating of his drum that he was strapped to. 

I rapidly waddled towards Mr. Owl, who was sleeping peacefully, and grabbed his shoulders and shook him softly. Not even a swift punch to his face stirred my lover.

Grabbing him by the balls, I squeezed lightly, and nothing. I squeezed him hard, for my hand began to cramp painfully. Straining, my grip grew tighter, so his balls whitened and ballooned wildly. I dug my nails into the enlarged sack, and the balls burst open. A yellow substance spurted and exploded all over my shaft. I shuddered briefly and allowed my tongue to lick a small puddle of whatever it was. 

Lapping up the liquid, I head the thumping come closer and thought to myself, "tastes like piss."

Mr. Owl's eyes fluttered open, and he stretched his beak into a yawn, "what's the matter, love?" He looked at me dreamily, in a daze. 

"I had to wake you somehow; since there is a strange sound that's getting closer, and... oh my god what if it's coming... into the house." 

The thumping reappeared suddenly, and Mr. Owl sprang up and into action, leaping out of the soaked bed. He looked down curiously as to find out why he was dripping.

"Oh dear, I was saving that for our recreation of the Trump Pee-Pee Tape."

"Damn, was I going to be Trump?" I asked solemnly, and he nodded in response.

The thumping halted abruptly, and it grew eerily quiet. We listened patiently, and loud bang broke out. Two drumsticks were smashed through our bedroom door. Mr. Owl screeched and squawked, flapping his wings vehemently. 

"It's the fucking Energizer Bunny, my love!" Mr. Owl shouted at me, frightened and flying around the room in a circular motion. I looked at the bunny and studied it closely. It's pink, furry elbows shook violently due to his tight grip around the drumsticks, his fluffy ears furrowed and drooped as his eyes did, and shades appeared on his sunken face to hide his grotesque features. 

Mr. Owl must've been trying to gain momentum because he attempted to crash right into the bunny. I ran to his side after he failed by throwing himself at the wall behind the invader. I went to observe the fight that soon broke out but didn't last very long. The bunny swung its drumstick across my lover's face. He was knocked out cold, and the bunny took his two drumsticks and plunged them straight into his wings. Grabbing two more drumsticks out of his ass, he shot them right into the fat of Mr. Owl's thighs. Cum leaked out of the holes the intruder made. My lover was crucified on our bedroom floor.

I held onto his wing and glared up at the bunny.

It cleared it's throat and spoke to me calmly, "Your eyes... Darlin', they're filled with seductive terror." His voice was gravelly and deep. I looked at my love and life, lifeless on the floor where we've shared love many and many times. I went to rest my head on his chest, but I was interrupted by a heavenly glow.

Mr. Owl vanished before my tear-stained eyes, and I looked over to the bunny. He ran at me and struck the back of my head with a fresh drumstick, passing out beside my dead lover.

-

I woke up to someone lightly shaking me; when I opened my eyes, I saw an owl hover over me. It looked just like Mr. Owl. 

"Daddy?" My voice was hoarse.

A smile appeared beautifully across his feathered-features, just as my lover's did. He gripped my handle by his talons and began to fly out the window. I could feel his sharp claws puncture and wound me. We flew over the vast African fields that have many wild animals traverse in unison. Craning my neck, I spotted the bunny chasing after us. When I swiveled my head back in its previous position, I spotted a fire. We fell in what felt like slow motion. 

"Got an owl, cunt!" The voice squinted his eyes as he hovered over me, "and a fucking plunger!" The man shouted in a booming Australian accent. 

"Oi, good on ya, mate!" A second voice responded in the same accent but someone sounded fatter and richer than the other.

The first voice gathered the freshly killed owl beside in his grimy hands and looked over at me curiously. He grabbed me quickly and made a short trek to his fellow hunter in a cave. 

"Darlin', pose for me." The other man snapped a few pictures and fiddled with his phone for a while before adding, "m'posting these beauts on twinkaussiehunters." 

The man holding me smiled at the other and cooed softly, "I love you, babe." 

"I love you too, Max."

Max coyly walked to the other man and roughly gave him a slap on his rear end. The man squeaked in response. Max ditched the owl, and he ripped down the man's cargo shorts with his free hand. In one swift motion, I felt my sucker being plunged toward the man's bare ass. 

Hours passed, and I had been ditched aside, filled to the brim with the aftermath of sucking creampies out of two grown Aussie assholes. 

I heard some shuffling and peaked open one eye. The two men muttered 'I love you's to each other, and my heart fluttered at their love despite having raped me barely a minute ago. 

"Chad," Max kissed his forehead, "rest easy." 

I heard the shuffling return, and I got up slowly to investigate. My sucker quaked under the weight I put on it, so I limped to the opening of the cave. The second my head crept out of safety, the bunny was standing over me. I cowered momentarily since out of nowhere an enormous yellow-feathered wing punched the bunny into oblivion. 

"Those little fuckers, back luck." The yellow bird towered over me and extended his wing in my general direction, "The name is Big Bird." I cautiously shook his wing and was zapped. 

"Ow, fuck." I yelped and stepped back.

"Come with me, pussy."