[last chapter] [smut warning at the end]
THE FUNERAL - Shreck pov
'come on daddy pig, we need to go to the funeral. it's only polite' I said to daddy pig.
he wore black fishnet tights, black glittery emo lipstick, chains around some very tight jeans that i wore to highlight his massive ass and a very cropped t-shirt that puts his man-boobs together and raises them to my receding hair line. and he put on his stripper heals and we walked out the door. we got into the bright pink (with ed sherran's hair on top of it to look like it has hair) car and drove there. We all cried our eyes out and the echo of fight song really got to us. the funeral was really boring though and some old grandma behind us fell asleep and
got her spit everywhere. daddy pig and me got déjà vu from their wedding.
*time skip - after everyone left the funeral*
we were the only ones left at the funeral then all of a sudden daddy pig started to twerk on Ed sheerans grave. it was so hot and my
598903161112201301042010 inch cock got really hard but i couldn't do this. i couldn't **** daddy pig at his ex's funeral but god, i wanted to. he looked so smexy. he walked up to me like the uwu baddie baka king that he is then pulled my pants down to reveal my green 598903161112201301042010 inch cock and my 0.00007mm balls. then is rose up to the clouds and daddy pig started to use it as a stripper pole. it was super hot and after fithteen seconds i was about to cum when ed sherran said 'don't cum yet. it's my orders' and it felt and looked so good, i could barely keep it in but i had to. he said i could so i did but then all of a sudden ed sherran rose from his grave and joined in. he was an angel so he grew wings and flew up to the top of my beautifully coloured dick and started to give me head. we all drowned in our own cum.
