>The alarm clock rings.
>Wake up with a stretch and rubbing of the eyes.
>Make your way to the bathroom.
>Turn on the shower to let the water get warm.
>While you wait, you decide to shit.
>When you sit down both of your dicks touch the water.
>That's right. You have two dicks.
>Double Dick Donny, your friends used to call you, even though your name is Anon.
"Gah! I hate when they touch the water!"
>Grab your two dicks and pull them out of the water.
"I knew I shouldn't have bought 'Ron Jeremy's Six Secrets to Six Inches™' penis pills."
>Ever since you bought 'Ron Jeremy's Six Secrets to Six Inches™' it's been nothing but trouble for you.
>It's gotten Fluttershy wetter than a slip n' slide.
>Everyday she says 'C'mon, one for the attic one for the basement.'
>At first you never really knew what it meant, until she showed by duct-taping to summer squash to a mannequin and demonstrating her "preferred method".
>Check the shower water and it's just right.
>Take two globs of lotion in each hand.
>Step in the shower and begin to furiously masturbate.
>You only like to punch the clown in the shower.
>The only time to choke the chicken is shower time.
>Grab both meat logs and begin skiing.
>Pump furiously up and down.
>It was like using a shake weight.
>With in a matter of one minute and thirty-five seconds, you release your love batter all over Fluttershy.
"Wait.... FLUTTERSHY!"
>Fluttershy begins to run your unborn tadpoles all over her fur.
>"Soooo gooooddddd."
>Grab her by the mane.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!"
>She cowers from your gaze.
"ANSWER DAMN IT!"
>"W-well your two dicks a-are so hawt." She says trying to slurp up her drool.
>"A-and ever since you got 'Ron Jeremy's Six Secrets to Six Inches™' I couldn't handle myself."
>You can't take this shit anymore.
>Put Fluttershy down.
>Twirl your hips.
>Begin the ancient and forgotten technique; Double Helicopter Dick.
>Your two meat logs twirl faster and faster.
>Objects round you begin to burst away from your presence.
>You're actually doing it, it's going to work!
>Fluttershy looks away from the bearing wind, stinging her eyes.
>You're lifted into the air.
>Look down to Fluttershy.
"See ya later. Nerd."
>She stares in awe as your flappy tally-wackers lift you into the air.
>You fly high over Ponyville.
>Soon the ponies are now nothing but ants.
>Higher and higher you go.
>The World stares in awe at you.
>Eventually, you are out of sight of the flabbergasted ponies.
>Fluttershy wipes her tears away.
>"He's an angel now."
>Legends were made about you.
>Stories were passed on from generation to generation.
>You made the Wheaties cereal box cover.
>All thanks to...
>'Ron Jeremy's Six Secrets to Six Inches™.'