This one starts with my boyfriend Brenton taking me to an auditorium where William Shakespeare is giving a speech, yeah. THAT William Shakespeare.
He was hooked up to a mass of seemingly medical technology, and was talking about how he finally decided to reveal himself to the public, a man who has lived hundreds of years through the power of science and the occult. "YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT" yells Brenton, who reveals that he had sent cryptic shitposts to Shakespeare's twitter account and learned who- or what he truly was.
Yeah, fucked up right? This William Shakespeare had his long preserved brain finally placed into a body that could be operated by it, but no one was sure as to why he handpicked a body so fuckin' creepy.
Outraged, Shakespeare then proceeded to vore me and Brenton, and we realized that the entire building WAS Shakespearebot, fortunately, he just sort of escorted us out in a very convoluted way, sending us on a conveyor belt that leaded to the exit.
I wake up the next day, I'm not alone on my bed but that's hardly important.
Skipping ahead a little, I go to my laboratory and finalize my newest invention: The Anti-Matter Glove
This device could transform into anything, weapons, tools, everything and anything you could think up, fuck knows how it worked, but it did. Good thing a weapon of such incredible, unlimited power was in the hands of a degenerate faggot who would never use it for evil.
BUT THEN
Someone had snuck into my lab, swooping straight in and stealing the blueprints that I had left conveniently sitting on a table for anyone to see!
"Oh no! The blueprints for the anti-matter glove that I had left conveniently sitting on a table for anyone to see!" I screamed in fear, but who was this mysterious figure? It was none other than William Shakespeare's great great great great great great great grandaughter, who looked like Nina Cortex for some reason.
She then 3D printed an anti-matter glove for her own in a matter of seconds, what followed was a catastrophic battle that damn near destroyed the entire university my lab was in, it was really cool.
But she got away, with her own anti-matter glove in hand, presumably to give it to her father so he could wreak destruction on the world, or even worse, write more poetry! Then again, aren't those two things the same?
But of course, no sane fucking man alive believed me that such an event happened, even the people at the university who had witnessed the destruction refused to believe that such a reputable person like William Shakespeare or any of his descendants would do such a thing.
Luckily, a few friends, family and a handsome lover banded together to create a crack team of agents to take down the Shakespeare regime. Also there was Sulley from Monster's Inc, but he acted more like John Goodman's character in the Big Lebowski, he immediately flipped me off when I asked for his help.
It's an image I just can't shake from my mind.
We were to return to that auditorium via the sewers and take the fight to him. We took a raft down there for speed and also so we could do some sick drifts and shit.
The tunnels were heavily guarded though, many were swayed to Shakespeare's side with his old time charm and wordsmithing, and he already had a sizeable army of drama appreciators.
Such a shame what we had to do to them.
Using thermal imagery, heartbeat monitors and a little tactical stealth espionage, we had taken out a sizeable portion of his bodyguards, and were now just beneath the heart of his operation.
Then we heard something, a deep rumbling moan coming from beneath us. We were scared, and couldn't see anything in the water as it was so murky, we weren't even sure how deep that water went...
But then, as it got closer and rised from the inky depths, we were certain what had been sent to destroy us.
Painis Cupcake.
And that is where our story ends.
