They stood patiently in waiting
The only thing that stood between the 5 freaks and the nauseating spectacle in the next room was a closet door
Armed with whips and la**os, they lingered in anticipation
They had drank enough to k** a small elephant and the tension was beginning to rise
Through a crack in the door a blurred vision:
A close friend f**ing some portly s*ut he'd picked up
We could just make out their voices over the Fleetwood Mac album
Which blares a theme to this depraved act of lunacy
The point of the game was to find a sadly obese who*e of a woman to f**
During the sloppy fat s**, you secretly pull out and jam it in her a**
Upon hearing the deranged shriek of the creature,
Drunk men with intensions of ma** humiliation emerge from the closet to cause
Unrelenting Havoc
The point is to stay inside her for eight seconds
As they heard the roar - they piled from the space with great haste
One la**os the b**h like a f**ing cow, the others whip her mammoth stomach
Ma**ive panic sets in
Desperate attempts to be released from the a** grip were over come by
Intense frustration
Overwhelmed with pain and degradation she collapses to the floor
They laughed and roared then hog-tied the who*e
She was left in the street with hands bound to feet
The morning sun will bring her toll
A blistered belly and soar a**hole