Mystere woke up the next morning smiling. "I have to get this down in my dream journal before I forget" Mystere muttered, reaching for a pad of paper on his nightstand. Opening up the notebook, Mystere, after licking the tip of his number 2 pencil, wrote My Gift Horse. Then he underlined it. Then he underlined it again.
Mystere was about to start writing about his encounter with a supremely well-endowed stallion when a thunderous fart detonated, causing Mystere's eardrums to rumble. "Mount Rikishi is about to erupt again" Mystere's husband announced. Rikishi tensed up his sphincter, then let another one rip. This one sounded like a determined sousaphonist, lungs full of air, blowing a long low sour note until his face turned red.
Mystere quickly pulled the covers over his head, dutch ovening himself. Huffing in the sulfurous gas through his nostrils and mouth, Mystere tasted his husband's fart. After a few minutes he emerged from under the sheets, eyes watering and smacking his lips. "Delicious!" Mystere exclaimed. "You're welcome" Rikishi responded. "Now go fix my breakfast. I'm going to go back to sleep for a half hour or so".
Mystere rose from the bed he shared with his husband. Slipping a terry cloth robe over his nude body, Mystere made his way to the kitchen. Walking down the hallway he felt a squish between his toes. Glancing at the floor Mystere spotted a huge dog turd. "Buttstink" Mystere grumbled. Mystere reached down and picked up the turd with his bare hands. He wrapped it in a tissue and put it in his pocket. "I'll save you for later" Mystere said, patting his pocket.
Mystere looked behind the living room couch. There he spotted his canine, Buttstink. Buttstink growled. "Come to daddy, Buttstink" Mystere cooed. He grabbed the dog by his collar and pulled him out. Buttstink snapped, but Mystere swatted him on the snout with a rolled up copy of Highlights. "Bad Buttstink" Mystere said sternly. Mystere turned the dog around, then got down on his knees so that his pelvis lined up with the canine's posterior.
"I'm going to give you the pleasure of a lifetime" Mystere declared as he slipped little mystere into the dog's @nus. Buttstink yelped. Mystere grinded against Buttstink's rear end for a few seconds, then grunted and finished his business. "You're very welcome" Mystere announced. Wiping some sweat from his brow, Mystere stood.
Buttstink, taking the opportunity, ran. "Time for some toons" Mystere said, flipping on the TV. Taking a seat, Mystere found Powerpuff Girls on the DVR and pressed play. Awhile later, after a few episodes had played, Mystere heard some grumbling coming from the bedroom. "Is my breakfast ready?" Rikishi shouted. "Oh, no. I completely forgot!" a surprised Mystere exclaimed. The house husband ran to the pantry and, after frantically scanning the shelves, found a box of Cocoa Puffs, which he grabbed.
Mystere took the box to the kitchen, opened it and shook some puffs into a bowl. Adding some milk to the bowl, Mystere took a glass from the shelf and poured some OJ into it. Placing the bowl and glass on a tray, along with a spoon and some packets of sugar, Mystere carried the breakfast into the bedroom.
Mystere placed the tray on the bed. "Here you go, my love" Mystere declared. "What the f*ck is this!" Rikishi demanded, staring at the tray. "Breakfast?" Mystere squeaked. "You know I like steak and eggs" Rikishi angrily reminded his husband. "Steak and eggs, not f*cking Cocoa Puffs!" Rikishi screamed, picking up the tray and flinging it against the wall.
The glass and bowl shattered, a shower of milk and OJ spraying everywhere. "I'm going to shower and get dressed" Rikishi declared. "When I'm finished I expect steak and eggs. If not? There WILL be consequences" Rikishi warned his husband. Rikishi slammed the bathroom door and, a few seconds later, Mystere heard running water.
Rushing back to the kitchen, Mystere flung open the refrigerator. "Steak, steak steak... I don't see any steak!" Mystere cried. Looking in the freezer, Mystere found a single frozen steak. Finally! Mystere threw the steak in the microwave and hit defrost. "This isn't going to cut it" Mystere decided. He turned the power up to high.
Mystere was really sweating, worried that he wouldn't have the steak and eggs ready for his husband in time. "Hurry up, Mystere! Rikishi will tan my hide if I don't get this done ASAP". Mystere placed a frying pan on the burner and, after turning it on, added butter, then some eggs.
Soon the eggs were sizzling. Mystere added some cheese, then flipped the eggs. "Now for the steak" Mystere said, relieved. Just then he heard a loud explosion. Opening the microwave Mystere found the inside covered with bits of steak. Grabbing the pan of eggs, Mystere scrapped the steak bits in with the eggs.
Rikishi entered the kitchen. He did not look happy. "Is my breakfast ready?" the wrestler asked. "Yes, sir. It's coming right up" Mystere replied. Mystere scraped the contents of the pan onto a plate and brought it over to the table where his husband had taken a seat. "Ugh" Rikishi grunted. "This is a mess".
Rikishi grabbed a knife and fork and started cutting up the steak. Except his knife did not slice through a nice juicy piece of meat as he expected. Stabbing the meat with his fork, Rikishi touched the steak to his lips. "This is frozen!" an angry Rikishi announced.
"I don't have time for this" Rikishi decided as he shoveled the eggs into his open maw. "You! under the table" Rikishi commanded. "You can give me my morning BJ as I finish these eggs". Mystere got on his knees and crawled under the table as his husband demanded. After unzipping Rikishi's pants Mystere got to work.
Rikishi finished his eggs and sat back and enjoyed the 0ral pleasure his husband was providing. When complete, Rikishi wiped himself off with a napkin. Standing, the burly wrestler zipped up, then said "I've got a long day of wrestling ahead of me. Your punishment will have to wait until I get home tonight".
Rikishi strode toward the door where he stopped to slip on his shoes. Opening the door, Rikishi paused to say "I expect the housework to be complete when I return. I might go easy on you in regards to your punishment. It all depends on the job you do". The door slammed and Rikishi was gone. A few moments later Mystere heard the engine of Rikishi's Dodge Pinto roar, then the squeal of tires as the vehicle sped away.
"Finally, I can get back to my toons" a relieved Mystere remarked, dropping the frying pan into the sink. "I'll take care of this later". Mystere went to the fridge. "I need an Orange Fanta and some potato chips. My Little Pony should be on soon".
Mystere was about to start writing about his encounter with a supremely well-endowed stallion when a thunderous fart detonated, causing Mystere's eardrums to rumble. "Mount Rikishi is about to erupt again" Mystere's husband announced. Rikishi tensed up his sphincter, then let another one rip. This one sounded like a determined sousaphonist, lungs full of air, blowing a long low sour note until his face turned red.
Mystere quickly pulled the covers over his head, dutch ovening himself. Huffing in the sulfurous gas through his nostrils and mouth, Mystere tasted his husband's fart. After a few minutes he emerged from under the sheets, eyes watering and smacking his lips. "Delicious!" Mystere exclaimed. "You're welcome" Rikishi responded. "Now go fix my breakfast. I'm going to go back to sleep for a half hour or so".
Mystere rose from the bed he shared with his husband. Slipping a terry cloth robe over his nude body, Mystere made his way to the kitchen. Walking down the hallway he felt a squish between his toes. Glancing at the floor Mystere spotted a huge dog turd. "Buttstink" Mystere grumbled. Mystere reached down and picked up the turd with his bare hands. He wrapped it in a tissue and put it in his pocket. "I'll save you for later" Mystere said, patting his pocket.
Mystere looked behind the living room couch. There he spotted his canine, Buttstink. Buttstink growled. "Come to daddy, Buttstink" Mystere cooed. He grabbed the dog by his collar and pulled him out. Buttstink snapped, but Mystere swatted him on the snout with a rolled up copy of Highlights. "Bad Buttstink" Mystere said sternly. Mystere turned the dog around, then got down on his knees so that his pelvis lined up with the canine's posterior.
"I'm going to give you the pleasure of a lifetime" Mystere declared as he slipped little mystere into the dog's @nus. Buttstink yelped. Mystere grinded against Buttstink's rear end for a few seconds, then grunted and finished his business. "You're very welcome" Mystere announced. Wiping some sweat from his brow, Mystere stood.
Buttstink, taking the opportunity, ran. "Time for some toons" Mystere said, flipping on the TV. Taking a seat, Mystere found Powerpuff Girls on the DVR and pressed play. Awhile later, after a few episodes had played, Mystere heard some grumbling coming from the bedroom. "Is my breakfast ready?" Rikishi shouted. "Oh, no. I completely forgot!" a surprised Mystere exclaimed. The house husband ran to the pantry and, after frantically scanning the shelves, found a box of Cocoa Puffs, which he grabbed.
Mystere took the box to the kitchen, opened it and shook some puffs into a bowl. Adding some milk to the bowl, Mystere took a glass from the shelf and poured some OJ into it. Placing the bowl and glass on a tray, along with a spoon and some packets of sugar, Mystere carried the breakfast into the bedroom.
Mystere placed the tray on the bed. "Here you go, my love" Mystere declared. "What the f*ck is this!" Rikishi demanded, staring at the tray. "Breakfast?" Mystere squeaked. "You know I like steak and eggs" Rikishi angrily reminded his husband. "Steak and eggs, not f*cking Cocoa Puffs!" Rikishi screamed, picking up the tray and flinging it against the wall.
The glass and bowl shattered, a shower of milk and OJ spraying everywhere. "I'm going to shower and get dressed" Rikishi declared. "When I'm finished I expect steak and eggs. If not? There WILL be consequences" Rikishi warned his husband. Rikishi slammed the bathroom door and, a few seconds later, Mystere heard running water.
Rushing back to the kitchen, Mystere flung open the refrigerator. "Steak, steak steak... I don't see any steak!" Mystere cried. Looking in the freezer, Mystere found a single frozen steak. Finally! Mystere threw the steak in the microwave and hit defrost. "This isn't going to cut it" Mystere decided. He turned the power up to high.
Mystere was really sweating, worried that he wouldn't have the steak and eggs ready for his husband in time. "Hurry up, Mystere! Rikishi will tan my hide if I don't get this done ASAP". Mystere placed a frying pan on the burner and, after turning it on, added butter, then some eggs.
Soon the eggs were sizzling. Mystere added some cheese, then flipped the eggs. "Now for the steak" Mystere said, relieved. Just then he heard a loud explosion. Opening the microwave Mystere found the inside covered with bits of steak. Grabbing the pan of eggs, Mystere scrapped the steak bits in with the eggs.
Rikishi entered the kitchen. He did not look happy. "Is my breakfast ready?" the wrestler asked. "Yes, sir. It's coming right up" Mystere replied. Mystere scraped the contents of the pan onto a plate and brought it over to the table where his husband had taken a seat. "Ugh" Rikishi grunted. "This is a mess".
Rikishi grabbed a knife and fork and started cutting up the steak. Except his knife did not slice through a nice juicy piece of meat as he expected. Stabbing the meat with his fork, Rikishi touched the steak to his lips. "This is frozen!" an angry Rikishi announced.
"I don't have time for this" Rikishi decided as he shoveled the eggs into his open maw. "You! under the table" Rikishi commanded. "You can give me my morning BJ as I finish these eggs". Mystere got on his knees and crawled under the table as his husband demanded. After unzipping Rikishi's pants Mystere got to work.
Rikishi finished his eggs and sat back and enjoyed the 0ral pleasure his husband was providing. When complete, Rikishi wiped himself off with a napkin. Standing, the burly wrestler zipped up, then said "I've got a long day of wrestling ahead of me. Your punishment will have to wait until I get home tonight".
Rikishi strode toward the door where he stopped to slip on his shoes. Opening the door, Rikishi paused to say "I expect the housework to be complete when I return. I might go easy on you in regards to your punishment. It all depends on the job you do". The door slammed and Rikishi was gone. A few moments later Mystere heard the engine of Rikishi's Dodge Pinto roar, then the squeal of tires as the vehicle sped away.
"Finally, I can get back to my toons" a relieved Mystere remarked, dropping the frying pan into the sink. "I'll take care of this later". Mystere went to the fridge. "I need an Orange Fanta and some potato chips. My Little Pony should be on soon".
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