Danny Sex is the king of sex, and master of the penis, as you already should know.

He stands head and shoulders above all others when it comes to using his penis for the purpose of coitus, sticking a penis into a vagina, or in some instances, a butthole. Sometimes sticking a penis in the butthole can hurt. This is going to hurt.

We see a crushed velvet sofa sitting in an otherwise empty room, with two hot babes sitting on it. The hot babes are in really skimpy stripper/porn star clothes, like hot babes are known to wear. Danny Sex walks into the room, wearing a bright orange reflective vest, a hard hat, and nothing else. We see his penis, large, dominating your view, but chummy, flapping about wearing it's own tiny orange reflective vest and hard hat. Not that tiny, but small compared to the vest Danny is wearing on his torso. His torso vest is much larger than the vest on his penis.

Danny Sex: Well, hot babes, it's come to this. It's come to the point where I need to fulfill my duties as the master of sex, the sexiest sexer in the whole Sextreme Wrestling Federation to do what I said I was going to do. It's time I opened up and dipped my wick into the wax of candles I've never lit.

The hot babes giggle, then go back to oohing and ahhing at Danny's penis.

Danny Sex: See, I made a solemn promise that I was going to stick it in the butt of someone's father for Father's Day at High Stakes, and those are pretty high stakes! Now, I know most fathers aren't hot babes, but, well, I'm the master of the penis and doing a little gay sex here and there just comes with the territory when you're the master of the penis. However, I'm going to need a little assistance. Hot babes?

The hot babes slide off the crushed velvet couch and kneel beside Danny Sex. They each reach up with a hand and jointly start stroking Danny's penis, tracing it's veiny, meaty, yet staunchly virtuous shaft with the creases of their palms, making the little tiny, but not that tiny hard hat on the tip look like it's tipping itself out of respect to you. It's hot, you like it, and you think of two hot babes stroking you off.

Danny Sex: Whoo, that's the ticket! Now, to get into a place where I can buttsex each of my opponent's dads, I have to go to a special place. I need to find something deep within myself to be able to have sex with someone that isn't a hot babe.

Danny, who has at least had sex with one tranny as evidenced by a previous endeavor to get hype across for his penis and match, might not have to reach too deep. He closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath.

Danny Sex: Okay, let's get ready. Nobody else is going to fuck Thomas Nixon, Jack Cain, Obsidian Air, Phantom Panzer, and Drezdin's dads all in one night. Nobody else. I gotta reach that special place, that zen I know I have inside of me to stick my penis right up the anus of each and every one of their fathers. I know Drezdin already wants me to be his bitch ass whole, but I'm going to turn his daddy's asshole into a wonderful, smoking hot babe when I plow it deep and hard until I know I'm using blood for lube. I can sense Jack Cain's huge need for justice, and I promise I will lay down my man gavel and bang out justice in his dad's poop chute so hard he'll look to the sky and thank me for the purity my penis brought there. Obsidian Air will be pleased with the fact that instead of taking, I will be giving it to his father hard, steadily, and without relent until his asshole is a hot babe. Thomas Nixon will see all the evil, wicked, and twisted traits of his father's asshole leek out, drip by bloody drip, onto the carpet, or ring, or wherever I cornhole his old man. Phantom Panzer is probably chomping at the bit for someone to rape his dad, and I will not let him down. Ommmmmmmmmmm....

Danny hums to himself, trying to cook up some kind of mantra that will enable him to turn the assholes of each of his opponent's fathers into hot babes, if only for a moment. Hot, stinky, sweaty, unwilling, yet invariably gaping dad ass. You have a strange boner thinking about it, remembering DILF rhymes with MILF. As Danny hums, he hears a distant thought, some echo, some simple notion cross his mind.

"Get out."

Danny's eyes flutter back open, and he looks down at the hot babes.

Danny Sex: Uh, stroke it harder.

Danny shuts his eyelids tight, again trying to get into a mindset, looking for something deep within himself to anally fuck five men's fathers en route to winning the TV Title of the Sextreme Wrestling Federation. As he does, the notion, the idea, permeates again.

"Get out. This isn't you."

Danny Sex: Who are you?

"I'm you, the real you. You stole me from me. Get the fuck out. You're doing it wrong."

Danny Sex: No I'm not! I'm the best sexer in sex history, I have a ton of sex with hot babes! It's the ultimate!

"I have more important things to do than this. You're ruining my body, you're betraying her in ways you can't comprehend, this is wrong. You're not the master of the penis, you're a fucking man of the people you , stop this horseshit right now. I should be wrecking each and every last turd in this match and cruising back to Savage to defend the TV Title like I did the Hart."

Danny Sex: I was never Hart Champion!

"I was. You fucked it up. Get out."

Danny opens his eyes wide and looks down at the hot babes, who are looking back at him with vacant smiles, still stroking his penis. He forces a smile and looks at them.

Danny Sex: Yes, hot babes! Keep it up! Keep stroking my penis, I'm Danny Sex!

"No you aren't."

Danny Sex: STOP IT!

The hot babes look shocked, and immediately stop stroking Danny's penis. Danny goes slack jawed and blinks a few times.

Danny Sex: No, not you, I was talking to, uh, I was talking to...

"Don't lie. I'm bad at it."

Danny Sex: Hot babes, I think we should take five, or get more hot babes.

The hot babes take the hint and start using their mouth.

Danny Sex: ...or that.

"Looks like before I can wreck anybody at High Stakes, I gotta wreck you first. Ain't that right, Mr. Sex?"

Danny smiles, in the throes of getting a double BJ, ignoring some part of himself.