C4 antho - Chamber Four

~130~ The Chamber Four Fiction Anthology
Dad didn’t have much in the way of offense, but his defense
proved virtually unstoppable. His penis functioned like
some kind of full court press, and when fully extended, cut
off quite a few drives to the basket. Damien had a real problem
being tightly guarded by a 220-pound naked man, so he
didn’t get a lot of great shots off, regardless. The game
dragged on far longer than it should have; Dad calling fouls
for things like “anal interference” and “testicle tugs” and
bending over to tie his shoe every chance he got. Still,
Damien managed to string together the necessary points to
win me back my freedom.
Meanwhile, the citizens of Nature’s Bounty could hardly
believe their good fortune. A performance by Damien Watson
in their colony! Just wait until the other colonies heard!
That evening, Dad became the town hero―not for winning
valiantly against great odds, but for luring Damien
Markus to Nature’s Bounty in the first place.
“How do you know him again?” all the old men asked,
pulling the wax from their ears. “Second cousins, ya say?
Once removed?”
Dad didn’t bother getting into the hairy details.
Mayor White insisted we take an “all colony photo” to
commemorate the event, and before they could stop it, Mom
and Damien found themselves surrounded by 300 breasts,
150 wieners.
“Everybody smi-iiiiile!” White cried, centering us in the
viewfinder.
We did. Everybody did.
Everybody but Mom and Dad.
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