I awoke to the sounds of dozens of grown ass men being sodomized at once and realized Gigachad was near. I put on my level 3 body armor and grabbed my .22 plinkster and Joe’s ar and rolled out. Sure enough, it was gigachad, in all his glory, sodomizing the local townsfolk. I hit Gigachad wit dat 100 round quadstack but my mans gelatinous globular flesh reflected all the bullets. I charged at Gigachad, ready to go toe to toe with this goddamn subhuman, but he started to blast me. Badly. I staggered and tried to recover from the absolute ANAL FUCKING that had just occurred, I had no other options; I must defeat Gigachad. I got a lock around Gigachads left shoulder which he used to arm throw me and proceed to full mount with some wicked ground and pound. I was battered and bloodied, but not out yet.
The beating from Gigachad slowly but surely receded, just like my hairline. His cardio game wasnt the strongest in all of West county Virginia. Knowing that Gigachads exhaust had run out, I escaped mount and brought him in guard, pulling of an INSANE Oma Plata on my mans left thora columbar facsia, his shoulder was almost to the point of breaking, but then he started punching me directly in the ballsack, making me sterile. I jumped up and got a lock around his LAT and threw him over my hip. He got to his feet, and digiclonexd a sword out of his ass. I too pulled one out and we dueled for hours, both getting eachitger in the groin. I had had enough of this back and forth bullshit. I blasted Gigachad with the might if the universe behind me, and he fell. Me, drinking his lactate, proceeded to celebrate victoriously by stripping ass naked and jumping around on his corpse. Gigachad was not yet dead, and cocked his double barreled AK and blasted me with ofer 3,000 rounds.
Gigachad shot the shit out of me, I staggered back, moaning in sexual excitement as Gigachad picked me up over his shoulder and rammed me into about a dozen walls and threw me through all the doors of every residential property in Berkeley. I was utterly shitting myself in anticipation. Gigachad, sick of all my gay shit, did a crazy 360 spinning roundhouse and knocked me off a cliff. I fell, thinking of all the people I let down, and how many of the townsfolk were about to be blasted by gigachad. I landed at the bottom of the canyon, every bone shattered. I sat straight up, when I heard the most angepic thing ive ever heard in my life. Tupac Shakurs spirit, newly revived and well, approached me whilst humming Hail Mary. He knealt down and whispered, “Go get that fucking bitch” as he imbued me with his power. I, fully restored, grabbed joes AR and my .22 plinkster, clothed myself like an actual decent member of society for once, and reminded myself; “just another day in Florida.”
Stay tuned for part 2
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gcav0w/florida_man_x_gigachad_the_battle_for_arguably