”So, Caroline. How are you doing? I want to discuss a few important things with you before our match. Some very important things. First and foremost. You’re pretty fucking cute. Really. Since we’ll be fighting in our underwear, it’ll be hard for me to keep focused, what with the lack of blood flowing to my brain. It’ll all be in my penis. Caroline, are you getting it? You give me boners when you’re standing there in your tattered jeans, and little shirts. I can see your flat stomach, your taut little body. Oh my god, that body, Caroline. I could jerk off right now to you, like to you fully clothed. In fact, I’m not going to do that. I’ve got a better idea. SARAH! Come here!”

Sarah comes into the room, dressed like Caroline O’Hara. She looks at Frodo, who is sitting on their bed watching the footage of Caroline O’Hara fighting Shashimi Wonton, or whatever the fuck his stupid name is. She takes the remote from Frodo, flips to a Caroline promo, and slides her pants down, just enough to expose her ass. She bends down, and Frodo lowers his pants and slips inside.
”Oh yeah, babe. Fuck me like you’re going to fuck Caroline. Fuck me until I can’t sit right for a month.”

Frodo begins to hump as he watches Caroline on tv. Sarah begins to moan slightly. She slides her hand down to find her favorite play thing, but Frodo stops her.

”No. No jerking off. I’m gonna make you cum with my cock, and nothing else.”

She stops touching herself, and used the bed to stabilize herself as Frodo thrust deeper and harder. The Caroline promos continued to air, and Frodo watched Caroline’s tight body move as she spoke, and her hips sway as she walked. Until this line came up.

Caroline O’Sexyass BurchCutie Said:I actually can't believe that I have to go up against some loser that got butter-socked by his obsessive, maniac-depressive boyfriend. You know, that hobbit boy Frodo.

"Oh, Caroline, you cute little coddle pot, you couldn't be more wrong if you chose. I do not have manic depression, in fact, no one does anymore. Manic Depression is an outdated diagnosis. They simply don't use it anymore. It's actually Bipolar Disorder. You didn't think you could cleverly diagnose me with terms you heard on TV, did you? It's ok, you adorable little psycho bunny. I forgive you, because I've already shot so much semen looking at you. And I'll be shooting some more inside of you soon. Obsessive, yes, I will admit I am that. But you didn't know that. You didn't know I broke into your locker one night after Warfare, and stole a pair of your panties to wrap around my cock while I jerk off. No. You had no idea about that. Mostly because it didn't happen, but you want to paint me as obsessive. Let's see how fucking obsessive I can get. Eh, sugar tits? You shower, I'll be there hiding in the towel racks jerking off to those delicious little tits you've got. Hell, I'll fucking cum all over your fucking pillow at night. Remember, I'm obsessive, right? And the boyfriend thing? Seriously? I tried to sleep with the man one time, and we're in a committed relationship? Damn. I'm the worst boyfriend ever, then. Because I have a wife, and slept with a few people who I never called back. Chief among them will be you, Cute Caroline.

Oh, god. I'm about to cum."

Frodo pulls out and shoots his load on Sarah's ass. She stands up and turns around. She lowers her pants, and semen is just dripping down her cock.

"Took you that long? I came twice already."

"You always cum quick, baby. Anyway, I wanna get back to Caroline. I gotta get this out there for her. You wanna stay and watch, maybe gear up for a round two?"

"Nah, babe. I have a better idea. Keep filming, I'll be back."

She gets up, and walks out of the room. Frodo goes into her drawer, finds a clean pair of her panties, and wipes his dick off with them. He turns back to the TV where Caroline's promos and matches are still on loop. He starts getting erect again.

"Listen, Caroline. This match is going to end one way. You'll take what could possibly be your first loss. Because, let's face it, Hawkins isn't winning shit, and I'm not sure Jaws will be able to actually fight on Madness. I think they have a no pets rule. Let's cut to the short of it, Caroline. Do you mind if I call you something else, less verbose? Perhaps I just call you Bunny? Because after I win you're going to be bouncing like one. I bet you'll bite your lip and look really cute. Oh! I bet in the morning we can have breakfast. If you want, I can cook us a lovely meal, while you lay in bed all cute and naked. Sarah can be cuddled up next to you. You and her don't actually have to have sex if you don't want to. I understand, she probably will, too. You're not exactly her type. She likes girls who, you know, don't sound like they've been gagging on Kangaroo nuts for 12 years. Don't take it personal, I love the sound of pretty girls like you gagging on Kangaroo nuts. Listen, girl. I wanna cover your little tummy in spray cheese, and lick it off like I was a dog. Have you tried anal? Tomorrow, I'm going to go out to the store, and find a nice veiny dildo, so when we're having sex, I can slide it up your cute little ass. Loosen you up, in case I want to go up."

Frodo turns the tv off, and goes to relax a little in bed when Sarah bursts through the door dressed in a giant Wallaby costume.

"Surprise. I'm Gary!"

Frodo instinctively rushes towards her and begins to kick and punch and flail. Sarah falls back into the hallway with Frodo on top of her.

"I have the strangest boner."

Frodo looks at Sarah in the costume, he sees through his blind hatred for Gary, and sees his beautiful wife under it.

"I do, too. Why are you dressed as Gary?"

"You have some real passion for him. I thought it might be fun. Why did you attack me?"

"I thought you were Gary's sexier cousin, Mary."

"Right, I'm going to take this off, and we can have sex again."

"Does it have an ass flap?"

"Yes."

"Leave it on."

Sarah and Frodo are lying in bed, the costume is now on the floor, and they're both entirely naked.

"Can I ask you something, honey?"

"Sure can."

"Are you happy with me?"

"Of course. I love you. Why?"

"The infidelity. These rape matches you're signing up for. It just makes me question how strong our bond is. Plus, you have a third child with Azrael, I can't give you kids."

He rolls over and kisses her. If we showed you how he had tongued her asshole not even twenty minutes before, you'd know how fucked up that is.

"Babe. I'm plenty happy with you. Our bond is as strong as ever. Hell, it might be stronger now. I love you. I would give all of this up if you'd ask me to. I'd quit the Asylum if you'd ask me to. You name it, and I'll do it."

"After Caroline, no more of these sexual matches?"

"Fine. No more sexual matches after Caroline. Now, if I win, do you want to partake in the victory or not?"

"No. That's your prize. You fuck her hard, though. When I suck your cock afterwards there had better be some of her cum on it. I will be watching, and I want to see her beg you to quit hurting her with that dick. And I also want to see her eyes roll back into her head as you pump her like she's never been fucked before. Actually, is she a virgin?"

"I have no idea. Why?"

"She reminds me of the girls in school who didn't get laid enough so they all got super bitchy. She's just like that. Maybe that's why she took the match, so she can see what a dick feels like. You gonna ram it down her throat, baby?"

"You want me to?"

"Show her all the ways a cock can improve her life. Yes."

"Ok. Can do."