Author notes are written by several people so bare with us on that one please. It's mostly written by a certain individual called Melatonin. (The A/Ns are a feature you either love it or hate it.)
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*Unknown pov*
It's been years since I transmigrated into this world, my original name was Akira but in this universe you might as well call me GOD. It's been roughly a 1000 years since that devil Helmuth defeated and put me inside this hell. (A/N: Why not Akira Toriyama? No offense to the goat)
My inability to kill him is my biggest regret, but now that I am free I can get my revenge.
"The confined God regains his pulse after 900 years.
His mind after 90 years.
His strength after 9 years"
A saying passed down in my blood-line since the beginning of my time in this universe.
"I had already regained my pulse and mind but my strength was not there yet. I would need to wait a further 9 years."
"In that time, I can plan on how to defeat Helmuth.. That unkillable scum needs to be smudged off the face of the universe" I say to myself.
"If I have faith in myself then I believe I will succeed, I will not fail and won't fall, I just can't afford to." (A/N: Why not draw from the power of friendship while your at it?)
"May Shaddai reign forever more."
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*MC POV*
I wake up gasping, my chest heaving like I've just been pulled from the depths of the ocean. My bloodshot eyes darted around, searching—desperate—for anything. Something. Just a single thing to help me goon.(A/N: When the good writer comes in for the clutch)
But there's nothing.
Just trees.
I can feel it. My life is slipping away, draining out of me with every passing second. Death whispers in my ear, it's cold fingers brushing against my soul, calling me to let go. To fade. To surrender.
Maybe I should.
But then—
"Son." A voice.
"Son, remember these words." My father's voice. The man who had accepted me, who had caught me gooning in bed and, instead of shame, had given me wisdom. His words crash into me like a bolt of lightning, pulling me back from the abyss.
"You don't need meaning. You don't need a reason. Gooning isn't about material things. Gooning… comes from Goon itself. Because to truly goon, all you need is gooning."
The true way of Goon.
The fire reignites in my heart. No—my very soul blazes with an unshakable determination. My purpose is clear.
I will goon.
With trembling hands I rip off my pants, my breath hitching as the cold air hits me. My eyes lower, scanning—
No.
No! This cannot be!
My cock is still soft.
A wave of dread crashes over me. My body is failing. My spirit is crumbling.
"No!" I growl through clenched teeth.
I will not fall here!
With every ounce of strength I have left, I clench my muscles, summoning the deepest reserves of my being. My veins bulge. My bones creak under the pressure. Every fiber of my existence screams in defiance.
And then—
I throw my head back and roar with all my might.
"ARISE!!!" A primal, earth-shaking bellow erupts from my throat, ripping through the silent forest like a war cry.
And at last—
My cock stands proudly.(A/N: Enough peak to make a grown man cum)
Getting up, I start throwing it back as is my tradition when getting up in the morning. I shake my ass with ferocious intent, never seen before by any gooner. This part of the ritual is necessary for the ultimate satisfaction when my cheeks clap, I imagine females clapping cheeks on my dick.
Trees all around me seem to creak under the ferocious jiggling of my ass. Animals in the surrounding area run away as they hear the mighty thunderclap of my cheeks.
I touch my schlong with maximum efficiency, pumping my shaft with a fervour I never knew I had.
"ITS COMING OUT!" I scream as I aim at the tree in front of me.
"AHHHHHHH!" Another beast-like roar bellows out of my chest to my throat as I splatter my baby batter on the tree.
Black dots swim around my eyes as the clarity of the situation finally hits me. The tree that I blessed with my divine seed almost seems to taunt me. It would seem it wants more of my blessed seed.
I grin as I start to get horny again looking at the tree that obviously wants more of my holy seed.
4 hours later
"Phew" I sighed out in satisfaction looking at the art that I created. I throw my arms in the air "Absolute cinema." (A/N: It's Peak! ToT)
Surprisingly I don't feel any exhaustion even after doing it at least 2 dozen times, maybe this was the powers the Goonatars were talking about. (A/N: A little slang to talk about the grown men inside his mind) (A/N: Kinky)
"I'm pretty sure this one is from the purple one who had his dick swinging in the air" I mutter to myself feeling an overwhelming excitement at potentially having superpowers.
"Now, it's finally time to find out where the fuck I am" I say as I walk into the trees back to the path I was already on.
Completely forgetting about the tree I basically violated and moved on to my next victim.(A/N: Mc turned into a cuck)
2 hours later
♫"Mocktails, mixers, ice, the snacks are real nice soda, sour-mix, dry, I'm lit, you can't deny"♫ I sing repeatedly trying to keep my escaping sanity. All I've seen for these past 2 hours is trees, some more trees and guess what? Even more trees.
"Am I going in circles? I swear I've seen that tree twice before." I mutter continuing to talk to thin air. "Are the trees after me?" I chuckle to myself at the dry joke.
As soon as I finished that sentence, a bush next to the path started to rustle, taking me out of my musing. Slowly, I back away from the bush just in case it's a beast that wants to ravage my innocent body.
I stare at the bush as I keep on taking steps back, finally reaching a tree that hides most of my body.
'Why is the bush rustling for so long? Is whatever in there stuck?' I think to myself hoping that it's stuck.
The thing in the bush finally comes out, "What the fuck" I whisper to myself.
It stood on two muscular legs with claws that looked like they could rip apart flesh and bone easily. Its upper body was more compact than you would expect.
Tough looking hide hid the seemingly impenetrable muscles underneath it. It had two long arms and even those had claws at the ends of them. Its head was shaped weird like it was dropped repeatedly as a baby.
'Ugly fucker' I snicker in my head.
Either it heard my thoughts or I fucked up because as soon as I finished that thought it's head snapped towards me, looking at me with two beady eyes.
No, it wasn't looking at me, it was looking at my cock, hungrily. (A/N: Freakasaurus aahh)
"AW HELL NAW YOUR ASS TWEAKING" I yelled out as I ran out from behind the tree back down the path I walked.
I heard the slight thumping of feet hitting the ground, it was following me. I didn't dare look back, afraid of seeing that ugly dinosaur behind me.
Just how did it find me?
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*Freakasaurus Pov*
I sigh, a deep, weary breath that echoes through the desolate wilderness of my existence. Not once—not even a single time—have I known the touch of a lady dino. My entire life, I have roamed these lands, yearning, craving, desperate for affection, only to be met with cruel indifference. They look at me with disdain, their eyes filled with disgust, as if my very presence offends them.
"难看"
"畸形"
"怪胎"
Their whispers haunt me, slithering into my thoughts like venomous serpents. They say I look like a hatchling dropped too many times upon the rocks, a malformed, wretched thing unworthy of love. But is it my fault? Is it my sin to have been born this way? No. I am but a victim of fate's cruel jest. And yet, my desires burn within me, insatiable, unrelenting.
I just want to fuck.
I have no choice but to seek my own path. If the great and mighty will not have me, then I shall take my pleasure where I can. The weak. The small. The helpless. Those who cannot resist. I chase them, I claim them, I ravage them until their cries become nothing but hoarse, gasping wails for mercy—until their little voices scream for their parents, only to be met with silence. And then I flee, disappearing into the night like a specter, forever unfulfilled, forever yearning.
It is not an easy life. But it is my life.
Sniff. Sniff.
Hmmm?
My nostrils flare as an intoxicating aroma floods my senses. My pupils dilate, my body tenses, my tongue flicks out involuntarily to taste the air. What is this? This scent—so rich, so potent, so utterly divine!
I must find it.
I must have it.
Mad with hunger, I tear through the jungle, nostrils flaring, sniffing, devouring the air in desperate gulps as I chase the scent that calls to me like a siren's song. And then—
There.
A tree, glistening in the moonlight, streaked with thick, pearlescent splashes. My breath catches. My heart pounds. This is it. The source. The essence of pure ecstasy.
I lunge forward, my tongue slathering hungrily over the rough bark, lapping, licking, devouring every last drop with ravenous fervor. It coats my tongue, fills my mouth with its indescribable richness. A shudder wracks my body. I moan. It is perfection.
But too soon—it is gone.
I pant, my chest heaving, my limbs trembling.
No.
I need more.
I must have more.
Sniff. Sniff.
Yes.
YES!
The scent is still here, lingering in the air, leading me forward, guiding me to him.
I prowl through the undergrowth, following the intoxicating trail, my claws digging into the earth with every deliberate step. And then—through the dense foliage, I see him.
A creature unlike any I have ever laid eyes upon.
No scales. No armor. Only soft, supple flesh, smooth and unblemished. His body is plump, heavy, waddling forward on thick, stubby legs that jiggle with each step. And that thing. That long, pendulous thing swings freely, swaying with every movement, hypnotic,tantalizing.
And that ass.
Thick. Fat. Juicy. Ripe for the taking.
I want him.
No—I need him.
I need to feel him beneath me, to claim him, to take him until he is broken and trembling, until his voice is hoarse from screaming my name, until his body is molded to mine.
Madness seizes me. My body trembles with uncontainable lust. My vision blurs with sheer, unbridled need.
"啊!啊!我想操!我想操!我想操!啊!嗯!" (Editorial Word from the Chinese Sweatshop Worker: "Senior brothers, is this how you make use of my translations?)
My roar shakes the trees, the very earth trembling beneath my feet as I lunge forward, ready to claim what is mine.
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Preview
"Little brother, don't run away. This young master just wants to ask some questions, nothing is going to happen to you" Said the Dinosaur in perfect Chinese which I didn't learn but somehow the meaning was perfectly conveyed in my mind.
"GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU FREAK!!!"
"I just wanna suckle your shlong little brother" said the dinosaur with the most seductive voice I have ever heard.
(Will he be able to get away?And what is up with this dino! Will I finally get a big booty Latina? Find out on the next episode of DC: White Splash.)
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The very talented and beautiful authors and editors that participated!!! (lobotomized authors and editors)
Melatonin (All eyes on me)
Counter (wrote few lines)
Jashane (wrote the end bits)
SugmaMaleWriter ( Wrote the father teaching about the True Way of Gooning and Freakasaurus with the help of peak chingchong edits. Praise the Kenjussy Bruzzahs)
Flower (I started writing the throwing it back scene, Jashane and Counter took it from there, also Chinese dinosaurs was my idea)
Boy of joy (edited some lines with bad grammar)
Glorious4EyedKing (Doing all the carrying) (he's lying)
GloriousBum (On EVERYONE SOUL Glorious4EyedKing and I carried ts)
Shout Out To (Local_Soul) the Chinese sweatshop worker who we paid 2 cents to translate for us.(This worker will be hired someday)
TheGamer9167(I like femboys gng)