Duke's Damp Dream

The little Thomas-like boy was walking under the wavy, color-changing sky. He was satisfied by the sky going through the colors beyond the rainbow, maybe even beyond reality, but the waves in the transition made him feel queasy, so he only shoved it into his peripherals as he looked down before turning his head everywhere else. Against his worries, he started walking through these trees that resembled solid dung with the smell still attached. He saw monkeys (if he could call them monkeys) with butt cracks for faces, and they were swinging on vines that erupted in distorted "damn Daniels," a gay singing straight songs, and Bobby Shmurda memes.

The boy ran from the scene as he felt his stomach tie in knots and shout reminders of where he came from. He tripped on the root of a tree, and rather than his face being dragged across the grass, his teeth dragged across an entire kitkat bar. As the young boy was trying to get up, he accidentally took the corner of the bar with him. He knew it wasn't right, he knew it wasn't right, he knew it wasn't right. He wanted to snack on it as any little kid would, but, out of habit, he tried to break apart the corner the way it's supposed to be broken apart.

Before the boy could enjoy the chocolatey taste of the kitkat corner, he found himself battling tongues with a stranger. Without thinking, he clung to the stranger as their tongues were, not really fighting for dominance, but fighting to keep what the clearly want going on forever. The Thomas-like boy opened his eyes to see it was another boy his age, but he showed no signs of wanting it to stop. Immediately, the sweet taste turned into something more bitter, and the boy backed away to see that, in place of his partner, there was a girl his age. She was pretty, don't get him wrong, but the taste wasn't something he'd enjoy. The girl slowly turned into an iguana as he backed away and then turned into various snakes before he started to run.

The boy kept running until he reached a cliff that bestowed upon his nostrils an aroma of piss and pot. The boy saw the snakes behind him before jumping off the cliff and leaping into this crazy sea of Snoop. He felt calmer as he resurfaced, and looked to see dancers taking on the forms of demons and Mark Ruffalo. They did a few spins and can-cans before performing some nude synchronized swimming around him. The boy was calmer and careless. He wasn't bothered by nude demons and Ruffalos around him, so why would he be bothered by the fact that he was too high to remember to keep himself afloat? The boy was sinking and he saw many pretty colors coming from pearls and shells, and there was even a small French crab crawling all over his back. Rather than panicking about the unknown, he couldn't help but laugh. Why was he laughing? How did he have enough air in his lungs to laugh for so long? Who cares?

While the boy was sinking, he saw the color-changing sky that initially made him feel queasy, and reached up to it before his back landed on something. The something slowly lifted him out of the water and the sky became so much clearer. He looked at the thing that lifted him out and saw that it was a squid.

"Enjoying your time, are you?" the squid asked in a voice that the boy could describe as a mixture of a snakey thespian and Rob Gavagan.

"Mmm, it's wonderful, daddy," he answered, "I just wish I could have more."

"Well, you're sure to have more pretty soon, my needy mynx."

The boy felt a geyser erupt from underneath him before everything went to white.

Remus became more awake, and noticed that his pants were down, the light in his room was dimmed, and the snakey thespian he was submissive to had his face covered by a familiar sticky substance.

"Um, how long were you...?"

"About 10 minutes. That must've been some wet dream you were having, huh?"

Remus looked at Deceit for a good while just thinking about his wet dream, and finding himself quickly wanting more of the snake's pleasure.

"Ooh, you've got an eager libido. You want another round?" Deceit asked eagerly and smugly.

Remus's actions took the role of his voice as he leapt into the snakes lap and began to grind. As much as they want to be heard, the best part of being a side that Thomas would prefer to ignore was that they had all the time in the world to explore what their libidos would make them do.