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Once upon a time, there were two homosexuals named Ivan and Till. Until one terrible evening Ivan died
due to aliens. Till was gobsmacked and immediately starting breaking it down, in tears of course. He
was devastated his future baby daddy wad gone (It was kind of romantic tho, Till likes choking)
After the finished round Till goes back to the dressing room, ANGRY at all those aliens. How could Mizi and
Sua manage to live and be happy together in lesbian land, while HE is stuck crying over his amazing
maybe-probably-boyfriend. IT JUST WASN'T FAIR!!! Till saw a perfume bottle on the dresser, smashing
it out of anger. As the bottle broke he heard a small noise... P.S it wasn't the bottle breaking.
"T-Till?" Till whips around facing the mysterious voice. "Oh fuck off Luka, whore, slut, homo, faggot.
Till blinks again HE WAS WRONG! It was Ivan! BUT HOW?! Clearly the only reason is that Ivan must be
Jesus incarnate and he's back from the dead. Till runs towards him, jumping into open arms. He pees
all over the floor from pure excitement, for dominance. Ivan finally speaks.
"Aw is my little silver haired lobster pissing himself?" Till looks away embarrassed and touching himself.
"N-no pookiewookie kins..." Ivan drags Till into the storage closet, ripping his kilt off (he's now Scottish) Ivan smirks
"Now get yer wee ass out them pantaloons my boy!" Till shudders, that was SO hot. He starts twerking
out of happiness, he loves twerking but he's not allowed to do it on stage. It makes him so so sad.
They do the horizontal tango, the floor is filled with baby batter and boy milk, Till still feels all
creamy. Ivan made Till come 78 times in 34 minutes, heh...must be his alpha tendencies. He gets Till
cleaned up exiting the closet in spare ballering costumes because their normal clothes are filled with
all of their little unborn babies. He couldn't help but tear up. Ivan leads till out the alien
building, somehow he got them out. They spontaniously backflip out the front door, a littole fuck you
to all them trogladytes of aliens.
They were so happy...until 1 hour later.
Till feels ill he fels his stomach. "Ivan, did you pull out? I know for a fact I was creampied at least
once." Ivan sighs, ANGRY, like the alpha he is. Till doesn't get it. he's just a stupid Omega. Ivan
growls, nearly a bark. "Do you not want my children, you silly goose?" Till's eyes widen looking down
at his rapidly growing stomach. "I-I want them Ivan. I want you to be my baby daddy..." They touch tips
on the way back home, Living an amazing happy life with their new little gremlins that exploded from
Till. They are called Till. Jr and bootyquaker9000. Luka suggested the second name, they all love it.
Sadly Till died 5 seconds after giving birth his penis exploded. The third child was called shmizzle
its nickname was DJ shmizzler. Till came back as a ghost and raised his children from the grave. They
live a wonderful life of whimsy and sex. The end.