Steve Harvey was in a rush. He had to go go go. He woke up too little too late and his producer was gonna beat his ass. The only thing he had to eat was a jelly donut but he couldn't take one bite. As he ran he locked eyes with Dr. Phil and got very nervous
"Does he remember oh fu k oh no" Steve whispered.
As he whispered he fell down oozing jelly.
"Oh god Steve are you o gay?" Dr. Phil asked
"Am i what?" Steve asked.
"Are you okay?" Phil calmly responded.
"It looks like you need this dick" Dr. Phil said
"Looks like what?!" Steve panicked with glee
"It looks like you're sick, you cant film today, look at you!" Dr. Phil cried.
"No no, im fine" Dr. Phil said as he got up
"Oh my god! Look at your little butt!" Dr. Phil cheered
"OKAY I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE" Steve freaked out as he speed walked away.
"Steve your suit! Its smeared with jelly donut!" Dr. Phil yelled.
"I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE" Steve shouted as he turned a corner to avoid everyone.
As steve huffed and puffed his pants began to stretch and stretch. He looked down to see his weiner poke out from his pants.
"Oh fuck oh shit! I have 15 minutes until we're on air!" Steve panicked.
He ran to the nearest bathroom and threw off his pants. He ferociously began to rub his weiner until it oozed with whipped creamies. All the walls were covered in thicc "paint" and steve was satisfied.
"Alright i have 3 MINUTES!!" Steve shrieked as he ran out if the bathroon while trying to pull up his pampers.
He ran and ran and jumoed through the studio doors. Slamming face first infront of the audience.
He got up utterly mortified his face was stuck and scared
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He began to shake and cry, he pissed his pants, he wanted to shit, and he had to cum. He got up as hard as a rock. It turns out he did all things at once. Everyone began to run out as steve started to cry like a pussy. He was humiliated and sad. He fucked up and his career was over. It was chaos as people tried to evacuate. All of a sudden the building began to collapse onto steve, and before it could hit his face. HE WOKE UP. He first thing on his mind was phil, the blast thing on his mind was phil. He ran towards a loud commotion and saw phil hugging his grandkids. Steve smiled and hid, not wanting to disturb this magical moment. But he felt lonely.
"Why wont steve touch me like that? Does he not like me anymore?" Steve cried
"I havent been myself lately, im usually so confident but...but ever since that first day I've been a mess" Steve bawled.
He got up and took off his shirt, walking towards the fading sun. He wiped his tears away and travelled to anywhere but the studio. anywhere but that heavenly hell.
