Shake's Anger

Master Shake Zulu hobbled out of Carl's lawn into his own. He'd been kicked out- Again!- after trying to use his pool as his own personal mixing bowl. He was feeling rejected, a tad bit horny, and particularly ready to take it out on anyone who would let him.

Also known as Meatwad.

After wobbling through the living room and not finding his fastfood victim, he headed straight for the back hall. Shoving open the door with what would have been a leg, he yelled, "Meatwad!"

Meatwad dropped Vanessa and Dewey, giving a small yelp. "What 'chu doin' in here, Shake?"

"Wanting to kick your ass, is what! I'm feeling angry and you seem like the perfect candidate."

Meatwad quickly ran his eyes around what looked more and more every second like a prison. Frylock had gone out for some groceries and his protector wouldn't be back for at least another hour.

Seeing his prey growing more nervous, Shake felt his power in the situation flow through his body. Leaning a bit over, he kicked (As well as he could) the ball of meat.

Grunting, Meatwad tried to roll towards the door as Shake wobbled over and shoved it closed with his body.

Shake smirked, "Nice try."

Meatwad wasn't sure what Shake had in mind, but he felt his Fight or Flight responses kicking on. He mentally groaned as he noticed his room's lack of a window.

Shake had his prey cornered and comtemplated turning the lights off. After giving it a moments thought, and giving Meatwad time to panic, he thought, 'No. I want the boy to see who's doing this.'

Meatwad rolled backwards as Shake hobbled forward, picking him up.

"What-"

Meatwad had barely opened his mouth when Shake shoved his straw into it. Meatwad squealed as best he could, and began to choke a bit on the sheer size of Shake's phallic straw.

Shake groaned, beginning to pull Meatwad back and forth, the bendable part in his straw growing straight.

Meatwad tried to lift his head/body to compensate for the grown length, but just succedded in hurting himself more.

Shake pulled himself out of Meatwad's mouth, hearing him begin to cough. Shake moved to the wall, shoving Meatwad between it and himself. Shake Zulu pushed Meatwad up and shoved himself inside what he reckoned was his ass.

Meatwad cried out, never having felt anything hurt remotely as much as this did now.

Shake pounded his hard straw into Meatwad, growing more zealous with every bit of wailing that escaped his rapee's mouth.

Quite suddenly, Meatwad heard Shake yell himself, and followed it up with his own cry as some sort of hot liquid filled his body. As Shake dropped him, he squealed, "It burns!"

Through Meatwad's own crying, he heard some shuffling followed by his door slamming.