CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
"I don't know about this," said Dennis, nervous.
"Oh come on, it'll be great!" said Timothy.
"She might not find it funny," said Dennis.
"It's April Fool's day! Once she realises that she'll see the funny side! Now put on your balaclava." They both put on their balaclavas and hid in Samantha's wardrobe. A few minutes later she came into her bedroom and started to get undressed. "NOW!" shouted Timothy, when she was down to her undewear. They both jumped out and grabbed a firm hold of her, pinning her down on her bed.
"What are you doing, help, help!" she cried, frantic.
"SHUT UP, BITCH!" said Timothy, slapping her hard across the face. "WE'RE GONNA GIVA YA WHAT YA DESERVE!"
"No, nooooo!" she sobbed. Dennis pulled a giant ostric feather out.
"We're going to tickle you until you can't laugh anymore!" he said.
"W...what?" she asked, thorougly confused. While Timothy held her down, Dennis went to work with the ostrich feather, all over her female body. "Stop it, stop! Haha! That tickles! Hehe!"
"WE'LL NEVER STOP, YOU SLUT," said Timothy, grabbing a feel of her tits.
"Umm, Tim, why'd you do that?" asked Dennis.
"Shut up, Dennis!" said Timothy.
"IT'S YOUR TWO!?" she shouted, angry.
"NO! QUICK, WE MUST RAPE AND MURDER HER SO SHE DOESN'T KNOW IT'S US!" said Timothy, and climbed on top of her. Dennis pulled him off.
"April Fool's," he said, flatly.
"I'm calling the police," she said.
"Can't blame you," said Dennis.
"BITCH!" said Timothy. She punched him in the mouth. "Ouch," he moaned.
"Oh come on, it'll be great!" said Timothy.
"She might not find it funny," said Dennis.
"It's April Fool's day! Once she realises that she'll see the funny side! Now put on your balaclava." They both put on their balaclavas and hid in Samantha's wardrobe. A few minutes later she came into her bedroom and started to get undressed. "NOW!" shouted Timothy, when she was down to her undewear. They both jumped out and grabbed a firm hold of her, pinning her down on her bed.
"What are you doing, help, help!" she cried, frantic.
"SHUT UP, BITCH!" said Timothy, slapping her hard across the face. "WE'RE GONNA GIVA YA WHAT YA DESERVE!"
"No, nooooo!" she sobbed. Dennis pulled a giant ostric feather out.
"We're going to tickle you until you can't laugh anymore!" he said.
"W...what?" she asked, thorougly confused. While Timothy held her down, Dennis went to work with the ostrich feather, all over her female body. "Stop it, stop! Haha! That tickles! Hehe!"
"WE'LL NEVER STOP, YOU SLUT," said Timothy, grabbing a feel of her tits.
"Umm, Tim, why'd you do that?" asked Dennis.
"Shut up, Dennis!" said Timothy.
"IT'S YOUR TWO!?" she shouted, angry.
"NO! QUICK, WE MUST RAPE AND MURDER HER SO SHE DOESN'T KNOW IT'S US!" said Timothy, and climbed on top of her. Dennis pulled him off.
"April Fool's," he said, flatly.
"I'm calling the police," she said.
"Can't blame you," said Dennis.
"BITCH!" said Timothy. She punched him in the mouth. "Ouch," he moaned.
