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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Series:
      Part 1 of 50_Shades_of_Grey-Skinned_Trolls
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-01-03 Chapters: 9/9 Words: 4321
****** 50 Shades of Grey-Skinned Trolls ******
by PlaceHolderWhoopWhoop
Summary
     50 trolls. 50 sexy times. 50 erotic adventures in Alternia. Karkat,
     Terezi, Gamzee, Nepeta, Tavros, Equius, Howard the Duck, and more.
Notes
     Beware.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** In Which Rain is Set Fire *****
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Chapter 1: In Which Rain is Set Fire

“He’s into Kismessitude,” Nepeta purred at Karkat. They were referring to the
all-too attractive troll across the lawn ring. Karkat had never met him, but
his name according to Ms. Leijon was Sollux Captor. His long, slender legs were
just a hint as to what treasures lie within his pants, and his 3D glasses were
nifty as well. He didn’t seem to notice the two of them ogling his audacious
body, as he was staring off into the distance at something... or someone...
else. 
Whoever or whatever it was, Karkat was glad that he was looking that way,
because he was pretty shy and didn’t want to get embarrassed by this handsome
man noticing his pervy glances. Despite this, he would have done anything to
get inside Sollux, at least from a distance. He wasn’t even sure if he was a
nice guy... or a naughty guy. But he would find out.
Karkat continued to ogle at the delicious hunk of troll from afar and began to
work a sizable sweat in his pulsating bone bulge. Nepeta noticed Karkat mopping
up the veritable swamp that had appeared in his groin and was aroused beyond
belief at the very thought of Karkat’s privates. She wanted, no, she NEEDED to
get inside of him. 
“Hey Karkat,” Nepeta purred. “Wanna have a good time?”
“WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN.”
“Let’s do like the kangaroos do and fuck a lot.”
And so they did. Right out there on the street, Karkat ripped Nepeta’s leg off
and started beating her in the head with all of his blind fury.
“Do it mooooore!” Nepeta shrieked, hot with passion like a cat in heat. Much
like said cat, Nepeta took out her lighter and set fire to rain. Rain being
Karkat’s pants. Their romance was exemplified by this fire, which burned with a
flame unlike no other, scorching the shipyards of love, and Karkat’s bone
bulge.
“CONKSUNK ME NEPETA, DO IT NOW.”
Nepeta knew what had to be done, and did it. She put her cat mouth (like this :
3) up to Karkat’s pants and began loving all over the firey wand that was
Karkat’s bone bulge. The flames did not bother her as much as her missing leg,
but what mattered most to her was fulfilling the passion between them.
“FASTER,” Karkat yelled as he continued beating Nepeta in the head with her
leg. How was he going to get off like this? It seemed like she wasn’t even
trying, though the flames may have cut off his nerves. That happened to them
sometimes, and it was pretty awkward. In those instances, he usually just
punched Nepeta until she blacked out as not to shame himself for being unable
to keep his swampy erection going. 
Sollux, being the raging sex fiend that he is in all of my fan fics, couldn’t
resist the hot deluge of flaming rain, said rain being hot alien yaois. Sollux
ran to the flaming pile of grey fucking and heaved his hot bod upon the
unsuspecting trolls.
“OH YES. FUCK ME HARDER CAPTOR.” Screamed Karkat, igniting the repressed sexual
feelings of Sollux into a flurry of hot alien butt pounding. 
And pound butts Sollux did;  there was not a single troll ass for miles that
Sollux didn’t ravage with his squid-like reproductive organ (it being common
knowledge that trolls have cephalopods for dicks...hot, yaoi cephalopods).
Though Sollux was very much fulfilled in the respect of ass bangings, he still
felt a certain emptiness. The thing that he was staring at was so far away now,
and yet it was so close. (He has depth perception problems)
While Sollux was distracted, Karkat backed into his pantless frontside and
began back-humping the poor troll’s exhausted bone bulge. He was too pervy to
realize that Sollux had fucked too many trolls in this short period of time,
and he fell over dead. 
Before his death’s finale, Karkat asked him the penultimate question: “WHAT
WERE YOU STARING AT BACK LIKE 15 PARAGRAPHS AGO.”
“I was...*cough*....staring... at.... Aradia. She’s over there dancing around
the street naked, and I was... watching... *bleh dead*” Karkat cried. 
“Hey Karkitty!” Nepeta purred. She was being left out of this beautiful scene
of public love, and she needed someone to lift her up anyway seeing as she only
had one leg. She already cauterized her wound after she stuck her leg stump
into Karkat’s flaming cephalopod, so at least she wouldn’t die from blood loss.
Remember, be safe and sane and consensual!
They began making out. Their tongues were like a Katamari ball of insanity and
twisted nature; each second they were united was one more thimble added to the
collection. Soon, Elebits would be used as a metaphor, as Karkat’s Wii Remote
stream grew more and more powerful as it recovered from those sicknasty burns
that he received previously.
“HURRY LET’S GO GET ARADIA SO WE CAN HAVE BETTER SEX.” Karkat suddenly shouted.
With all of the strength he could muster, he picked up Sollux’s body,  as well
as  Nepeta, and launched them at the naked Troll, who was still dancing on the
street corner. Nepeta’s pants, on account of her missing leg, flew off while
she was in orbit towards her unclothed target, and I am not sure if trolls are
supposed to have undergarmets, though I assume those would fly off too. Right?
Sollux’s body completely missed and went through a window.
Aradia and Nepeta locked eyes as they realized that they were about to impact
each other, if you know what I mean. It was a moment like no other, and the Ram
and Cat trolls knew they were destined to meet one another. Nepeta collided
into Aradia and they both fell to the ground, somehow coincidentally ending up
perfectly in the “scissor” position that was common in lesbian sexual
intercouse practices during this time period.
Fun Facts: This is a Safe For Work fan fiction, so we will forgo all details
about what happens between these two trolls, so instead we will give you some
very important facts and statistics:
 
    * Benedict Arnold was a highly decorated officer in the American Army
      before betraying his country to Great Britain in the Revolutionary War.
    * Atlanta, Georgia has an LGBT concentration of 12.8% of the city’s
      population, according to the 2000 census.
    * Titanic was the highest-grossing film of all time until Avatar overtook
      it in early 2010, 13 years after the movie’s release. Interestingly
      enough, both movies were directed by James Cameron.
    * Calliope, like the Cherub character from the popular videogame
      “Homestuck”, is pronounced “Cal-Lee-Oh-Pee”, and not “Cal-Lee-Ohp”, as
      many may think.
    * Remember, be safe and sane and consensual!

After several hours, the two were tired of their lesbian experimentation, and
beckoned Karkat, whose Wii Remote stream had regrown to full strength, to come
and join them. It was always more fun when there was a guy involved, Aradia
thought. Though she did enjoy her time with Nepeta, she liked a big strong
Adam’s Apple to suck on more often than the suckle cinnamon flavor of a troll
woman’s boobies. If only the two could be combined, it would be more succulent
than Apple Jacks on a cold winter morning, the frost melted off your face as
you experience the warmth of such wonderfully crafted, scent-free joy. 
Kanaya came pretty close to this lofty ideal of man-meets woman, but she was
too annoying. Her quirk, while nonexistant in dialogue form, plagued the very
fiber of Aradia’s being. The only times that her thoughts towards the jade-
blood were ridded of the irksome capitalizations that she so loved were when
they were eating each other out.
Fefairy was pretty good in bed too, but her peppiness was just a shroud. Her
real character had much more depth than anyone could possibly realize, as the
toils of being a fish princess and the many fish puns that came with the
responsibility had taken quite the toll on her; back when she and Aradia were
going steady, they had actually discussed the prospects of a sex change
operation. It wasn’t serious though; it was more evident that Fefairy needed to
blow some major steam, which they did many a time.
Her alternate universe mother Meenah was too rough for Aradia’s standards, but
when she and Aranea were both together, it made for an excellent combination.
Speaking of that, she hadn’t hooked up with Vriska in years; she wondered how
her old kismesis was doing.
Terezi? Aradia had never really met Terezi, though they had been acquaintances
for sweeps. Maybe one day they would get to know each other better, and
because, let’s face it- Aradia was such a hardcore lesbian- probably end up
fucking all the time. Anyway, who cared about girls, anyway? Guys like that
cute Karkat were much more fun...... right....?
Karkat was still standing over on the other side of the street. He had been
watching Nepeta and Aradia do the fucky thing for like 4 hours, and it was kind
of creepy. Maybe he was waiting for an Official Invitation of Sexiness?
“Karkat, get over here!” Aradia screamed, Scorpion nodding in respect. Though
she was able to drag Karkat over, he was tepid, not only because of loss of
blood.
“NO, I’M TOO SHY.” Karkat answered. 
“Aww, c’mon!” Nepeta repurrlied.
“THE NUMBER YOU ARE DIALING IS NOT AVAILABLE. PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE, AFTER THE
BEEP.”
Several moments passed. The three stared at each other blankly.
“BEEP.” 
***** In Which Peanuts are Ground into Butter *****
Chapter Summary
     yes.
Chapter 2: In Which Peanuts Are Ground Into Butter

Tavros sat on Vriska’s face, his pulsating bulge pressed hard against her face.
 “Mruhmmmmph mrh mrh mruhhhhm!” Vriska screamed, struggling to forms words, her
face immobilized by Tavros’s cock.
“Yeah, uhm, you probably like that, don’t you.....uhm.....bitch?”  Tavros
whispered softly into Vriska’s ear very sexily and stuff.
The two grey skinning alien teens where furiously sexing, their bone bulges
flying through the air with the speed and grace of a space fencer’s lightsaber.
With all 6 of their senses being stimulated by hot space yaois, the trolls
almost didn’t notice the body of another troll fly through their window, his
hot space loins swollen from gratuitous amounts of space fucking.
“We should, uhm, fuck this body.” Tavros spaked.
“Sure, that sounds like a great idea!” Marty sayed as he hopped on Sollux’s
weiner sexily.
Tavros and Vriska ran over to Sollux’s lifeless corpse, the two of them flaying
his space face with their space weiners of whatever I don’t fucking know. With
such wonderful sex and stuff engulfing the two lively aliens and the one
corpse, it seemed as if they were the only three trolls making hot space sex in
the world, though they obviously weren’t.
Tavros and Vriska grabbed the off white sticks and shook them furiously. They
incessantly yanked them back and forth, up and down, at a blinding speed. After
several minutes of tireless stick shaking, the trolls layed down their Wiimotes
and were done playing the baggage carrying “mini-game”, Vriska winning her
first “festival” in their impromptu game of My Trolls Party.
“Wow, that was super fun! We don’t have these kind of games in space 1985!”
Marty sayed, stupified by the technological marvel that was My Trolls.
The two trolls promptly returned to fucking the corpse when Freida Mallak, a
tall, slender troll with long black hair with red tips. She was wearing a black
shirt with black combat boots with black socks and a black skirt with black
fingerless gloves. She was super sexy and stuff.
“Lets have sex.” Freida sayed sexily as she took off her black shirt and her
black boots and her black skirt and her black socks, leaving only her black
fingerless gloves. She looked super hot.
Then the three sexy trolls sacrificed Troll Marty McFly to the gods of the
underworld as an offering to revive the recently deadened Sollux. After that
everyone had sex on top of Marty’s corpse and that is the end of the chapter or
whatever fuck you.
***** In Which a Baby is Born *****
Chapter Summary
     John/Dave sexiness.
Chapter 3: In Which A Baby is Born

Troll John looked longingly into Troll Dave’s eyes.
“What’s up?”
“Nothing much.”
“You look a little.... OH MY GOSH WHY ARE YOU WRITHING ON THE FLOOR TROLL DAVE”
“It’s not because... I’m... pregnant or anything...”
“Troll Dave are you pregnant?”
“No...”
“Really?”
“No, Troll John. I lied. I AM pragnent!”
“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?”
“I’m sorry you had to find out this way.”
“Who’s the dad?”
“There are some things you can’t know, Troll John.”
“Ok. But who is the baby?”
“The baby... The baby, Troll John.... is you.”

TO BE CONTINUED
***** In Which There is a Musical Number *****
Chapter Summary
     It's like Broadwaystuck I guess. Or not. Whatever, I don't care. Fuck
     you.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Chapter 4: In Which There is a Musical Number
Equius, Howard Theduc, and Tedude 344Fiv stood over one another. What would
become of this very sexy encounter, the third of these being the most sexy by
far? Transformers, six of them, dropped down on the scene and began to have a
dance party. This sparked the genius Tedude to realize something.
“We should have a musical number in this chapter, guys!” Everyone who heard him
agreed, though Equius and Howard were already fucking too hard to hear him so
they just ignored him and kept doing the dangley thing (more details on this in
Chapter 8!)
They all began to sing.
(Set to the tune of “Jingle Bells”, by Erik Scheele.)
FUFUFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUCK,
FUFUFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUCK,
FUFUFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK,
FUUUUUUCK,
(Chorus)
FUCK FUCK FUCK,
FUCK FUCK FUCK,
FUCK FUCK FUCK,
FUCK FUUUUUUUCK,
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUFUFUCK FUCK FUCK,
FUFUFUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK,
FUUUUUCK,
(repeat a lot until you have the desired mate)
Chapter End Notes
     Author's Note: Erik Scheele did not actually write Jingle Bells. He
     did, however, make One Year Older, the awesome album on http://
     homestuck.bandcamp.com/album/one-year-older
***** In Which Christmas is Celebrated *****
Chapter Summary
     It's so... sad :'(
Chapter 5: In Which Christmas is Celebrated
“Mommy, why is daddy not going to be home for gri..I mean Christmas?” Sweet,
darling Fefairy asked her mother Mrsbon Awsmtn, the sexxiests of all goblins.
“You see, many years ago, in the dark times before the Great Purge, your father
was a crazed sex fiend.” Marsbn Awrsmn explained. “He would travel the lands in
search for the choicest of space-ass, which as you can probably guessed,
eventually led to you. He didn’t know his limits though, and plowed so many hot
loins that he died. It was a tragic day for all, an a dark shadow fell across
the land as the golden child had passed on. I still miss him to this day.” A
single tear sexily ran down her space face.
“It’s ok ma, don’t be such a square!” Fefairy exclaimed “I’m sure that dad will
return one day, and plow your choice loins once more!”
“I sure hope so” Marbas Munawh said softly “I sure hope...”
Just then a slender, ghostly figure figure resembling the kid from Zombies Ate
My Neighbor stormed into the hive.
“I have come!” the figure said “I have come for your loins!”
“So it begins” Fefairy and Mwubyr Awemon said in unison.
What happened next is far too graphic for this Safe For Work fanfuck, but it
involves taquitos, formaldehyde, band-aids, and a boot. Now, instead of
gratuitous amounts of smut, I give you some beautiful poetry.
Upon the Threshold of Consequence
A one pink wallets
Yeah whatever pink wallet
Poem about wall
Everyone had a bunch of sex and died but are now zombies now because I want
them to be zombies. Also Sollux is now a vampire. The End.
***** Chapter 6: In Which Tinker Toys are Played With *****
Chapter Summary
     I didn't actually write anything for this chapter. The plot summary
     was gonna be, Vriska and Terezi have sex time, and Terezi pokes
     Vriska's eye out while they're using sex toys. Terezi eats the
     eyeball and then sticks her troll virginia in her eye. Don't Do
     Drugs.
Chapter 6: In Which Tinker Toys are Played With
---------------------------
The end.
***** Chapter 7: In Which Consequences Are Instant *****
Chapter 7: In Which Consequences Are Instant
Darles Rrussi was a troll with darker than black blood and dark sinister
insidious evil wretched vile abominable crazy stupid tofu plans. Looking upon
the streets of Troll Houston, he saw three of trolls, one of them using a leg
to beat the other two while they had sex. He also saw, through a window, the
greatest necrophiliac acts he had ever witnessed, at least since after his dad
died, along with some seriously cool tinker toys. He saw some idiot singing a
song while two others did very weird things that will be detailed next chapter,
and he saw the joys of Christmas. But most of all, he saw two of the universe’s
greatest threats on the street. This is what he saw, exactly:
TROLL DAVE: JOHN, I’M HAVIN A BABY
TROLL JOHN: I know!
TROLL DAVE: We need to go to Mount Prospit, so that I can have this baby in
peace!
TROLL JOHN: There’s no time! We have to hurry and birth him quickly!
TROLL DAVE: I wanna have mah baby!
Troll Dave’s water was breaking, and his imaginary Troll Virginia was just
ready for Baby Troll John to come out. He laid down on the street, and Troll
John watched the miracle of life beginning anew. Troll Dave’s penis-hole began
widening, getting larger and larger until it could fit the head of a new baby.
A grub slowly slid out, and with it came several ounces of the finest shade of
gray blood that he had ever seen. Troll Dave had the purest, most canonical
grey blood in all of existence, and it made him a most desirable mate.
Finally, the lust of the power of the moment overcame Troll John. This was an
ectobiology lab, and there were experimentations to be made, people to be
loved, and people to be given love. Troll John pushed his baby self aside as he
inserted his penis into Troll Dave’s imaginary Troll Virginia and began doing
the sex in the most pure, troll missionary-type way possible.
TROLL DAVE: Oh boy, this is gonna be a good one.
Troll John bursted his liquidy nectar into the uterus of his best friend, and
instantly, a new baby was being created. Both of them could watch it now.
TROLL JOHN: It’s so beautiful.
TROLL DAVE: So... What’s for dinner?
They both laughed.
They were going to eat Baby Troll John.
***** In Which Wrestling is Popular *****
Chapter Summary
     Howard Theduc does make this a crossover, I know, but.... It's still
     Homestucky. Ok?
Chapter 8: In Which Wrestling is Popular
“Oh, Equius!”
“Oh Equius!”
May consolations were made to Equius by one Howard Theduc, who was very sorry
about his little... “accident” over the weekend. For you see, back in Chapter
4, they had homosexual relations for quite a while, but it ended very suddenly.

*FLASHBACK*
“Oh Howard!”
“Oh Howard!”
Howard was buttfucking his buddy Equius while their sexy pal Tedude 344Fiv was
creating the greatest song of all time. He was saying some stuff, but neither
of them could hear because their passionate embrace of penis and asshole were
too loud.
Equius, being the strong lad he was, felt this act as a soothing massage, not
realizing that it would be the last that he would ever experience. Many a troll
had pleasured him in the past, but only Howard was adequate enough to make
Equius feel anything other than... intense complacency. Eridan and Gamzee, even
together, were nothing but raw meat. Which is what they became after Equius
smashed them up. Trolls do make good lunch meat, Equius knew that.
As luck would have had it, a lone housefly, buzzing its wings around the
universe that we call wherever the hell they were at, (probably the same street
that everyone else is in) landed on the bare bottom of the steed-loving mister.
Tickling his rumpus, he was forced to flex his gluteus maximus on an impulse of
the nerves; something that could not have been otherwise prevented. The results
were dire.
For you see, Howard’s bone bulge almost instantly snapped off; blood went
everywhere, and there was much screaming to be had by both parties involved.
And now Equius had a pointy object stuck in his behind, unable to be dislodged!
Now how would he be able to fulfill his sexual fantasies? His feminine side
came out and he began to whimper like a little girl, something so horrendous
that it was known as the Vast Pout. This lead up to the many apologies that we
had previously been shown, as given by Howard himself, who now lacked a penis.
“Well,” Equius, attempting to stop his tears, began. “there is ONE thing you
could do for me...”
“What’s that?”
Equius had to whisper it in Howard’s ear, being the embarrassed little girl he
was (and the em-BARE-ASSED man he actually was).
“WHAT?” Howard shouted suddenly. Apparently he did not like what he heard, and
Equius began shying away.
“No I mean, what, I couldn’t hear you. I have a hearing disorder.”
Equius knew what had to be done. He took all the breath he could muster, picked
up the naked and castrated Howard, and tossed him into the air while he gave
the Vast Shout, a wail so terrifying that it pierced the heavens like a drill,
and could slice meteors in half, though only when it was directly over Troll
Houston.
“SUCK MAH DICK”
Howard, completely immobilized by this command, began satiating his thirst for
the sperm of this bug alien creature guy, and summoned the entirety of his
saliva caches to soak the appendage with. But then he accidentally bit down,
and chomped Equius’s dangley thing off too! Oh no!
“Oops!” Howard was very shocked about his accidental bite.
“Hahahaha!” They both laughed.
“Now that we both lack dicks, I know what we can do,” said Equius. He had
always wanted to simulate the female act of “Scissoring”, which was extensively
covered in Chapter 1. He knew it was very much akin to wrestling, and that was
his favorite sport. John Cena and Sting were his favorites But he was a male
and could not perform any acts of tribadism naturally. But now that both of
them had lost their penises..... They knew what to do.
“Let’s do this.”
And so it was.
(Here is an audio supplement to help you out with imagining this!)
https://dl.dropbox.com/u/30874504/musics/rthwrrttrtghbrtf.wav
***** In Which Two selves meet *****
Chapter Summary
     last one, finally.
Chapter 9: In Which Two Selves Meet
 
karkatyells had been really angry lately! Nothing was going right in his life,
it seemed. Just a bunch of circumstances provided by the fate of life,
seemingly designed by Hussie himself to torment the poor troll and enrage him.
Why did bananas exist? Who were the Blues Brothers? What was a yolo, anyway?
karkatyells knew, however, that he would only live once, and that he needed to
make the most of his life.
He spotted something odd in the distance, this fine day. It was humid, but the
warmth emitting from the green sun was not too harsh that it would completely
fry his brain. That is what he wondered, though! If his brain wasn’t fried,
then why did he see himself in a very public display of indecency out on the
streets of Troll Houston?!
“Hey Fuckat!” karkatyells expleted. That was usually what he said when he met a
clone or copy of himself. This Karkat paid no heed to his JPEG-impressioned
alternate universe brother, as he was in the middle of a very ingracious sex
act involving several buckets, a leg, and two female trolls that karkatyells
was unfamiliar with.
Oh yeah, well if karkatyells wasn’t good enough for THIS Karkat, then he’d show
him up in the only way he knew how-
“FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK”
karkatyells stormed off.
Nepeta turned and looked back, seeing the compressed karkatyells behind her.
She was disconcerted for but a moment before she turned back and continued
their threesome, with her favorite activity; getting fingered with her own
foot.
Karkat and Aradia were becoming fast friends as well. Though they had sex, and
pretty good sex if Karkat was the judge (and he was, as he was always the judge
of tentacle bonding activities) the romantic side of their relationship did not
express itself, and they realized that they were better off as fuck buddies.
Besides, even though she kept telling him that she swung mainly for guys, he
wasn’t sure about that at all. Now they were taking turns fingering Nepeta with
her foot while telling some funny stories about Troll College.
“YEAH, I HAD SOME CRAZY DAYS BACK IN TROLL COLLEGE. THAT’S WHERE I MET NEPETA.”
“Oh yeah. Crazy’s one word to describe it.”
“I CAN BARELY BELIEVE I PASSED ANY OF MY CLASSES.”
“True that. I remember when I had to take my finals for Titanometry, during the
middle of the test, some girl started eating me out. While I was taking my
test! I’m glad the teacher didn’t see, or she might have joined in! That would
have been awkward.”
 Karkat and Nepeta looked at each other.
“...”
Nepeta, finally done with her feet-excursions, began looking at Karkat
longingly. “Honey, remember our wedding day? Those Bulbears were so nice.”
Upon saying this, she and he started making out. Both of their shirts were
still on, despite the hours that both of them had been fucking in the middle of
public. That would soon change. Nepeta put one hand around Karkat’s magic
stick, and the other on the back of his shirt. She gently caressed them both,
and then suddenly, violently, jerked them both off. It was pretty sexy, until
Aradia accidentally farted really loudly.
“Oops!”
“IT’S OKAY.”
Undaunted, they continued. Karkat began his round of the game, and went for a
bold move, using both his hands to take off her shirt at the same time! But
what was underneath was... preplexing.
“WHAT THE FREAKING FUCK IS THAT.”
Both he and Aradia were confused by an odd contraption where Nepeta’s breasts
were.
“It’s called a bra,” Nepeta explained. Neither of them understood at all. What
purpose did it serve?
“WHAT PURPOSE DOES IT SERVE.”
“Why, it helps you fuck better!” She never explained her claim, but she wasn’t
able to; Kakat began beating her to a pulp with her leg.
“WELL GUESS WHAT.” Karkat seemed inexplicably angry.
“....What...?” Nepeta gasped for breath, nearly unconcious.
“I’M INTO KISMESSITUDE.”
 
The End.
 
End Notes
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