The CWCville Tales Episode 6 - Therapeutic Times

Chris enters the General’s office, still on crutches and limps into the chair.

“Thanks for coming in Chris.” The General says with a sense of concern.

“No problem” Chris replies. “I just want you to know that after what happened last time, I am dedicated to stopping Trump’s evil plans and will not rest until he is dead.

“That’s... good to know.” The General responded “But I called you here because I want you to take some time off the investigation.”

Chris seemed shocked “But you can’t! Trump’s next move could strike at any minute!

“Don’t worry about it. He always spends this week at his spa resort in Bali.” The General assured Chris. “Besides, if you go out again with those injuries, it could kill you.”

Chris, with a new form of confidence says “I don’t care what you tell me to do. I’m saving the universe whether you like it or not.”

The General seemed annoyed “Oh my God, the first time I actually want you to be lazy and you’re saying no? These injuries must be serious. Tell you what, let’s try again.

The General picks up a frying pan from his desk and smacks it on Chris’s head.

“Now let’s try again.” The General suggested “Chris, do you want to spend the week at a spa to—“

“Oh my mashed Macadamia nuts, yes!” Chris replied instantly. “I’m sick of this secret agent and helping people crap!”

“Great. You’re back to normal.” The General said in a depressed tone.

Chris arrives in the spa and walks up to the reception desk.

“Oh hello, you must be Mr. Chandler.” The receptionist says.

“That’s right.” Chris replies “Now who’s gonna give me my tasty oiling session.”

Chris licks his lips in delight at the thought.

The receptionist seems confused “Um, yeah. We start you off with a hot tub session“

Chris moans sensually

“Get the fuck out of here!” the receptionist yells

Chris walks into the hot tub room and wanders towards the nearest bath. He takes off his robe and dives in, letting his folds soak in the water.

Suddenly, a man jumps in the pool next to Chris. The man stares at Chris and says “Hello.”

Chris sighs “Alright, I’ll suck you off! God! How many times do you have to ask?”

“Whoa whoa, hold on! I don’t want you to do that!” the man replied.

“Of course you do!” Chris shouted “I can see it in your eyes!”

The man shook his head “Look kid, I don’t know if you’re a homo or whatever but—“

“Now excuse me!” Chris interrupted “I don’t appreciate that! Just because I offered to suck your duck you think I’m a homosexuality! Unbelievable!”

The man stares at the floor and speaks quietly “I mean... if you want to do it... I wouldn’t... you know... hesitate.”

Chris stares at the man’s crotch. “I mean, I did agree to it. It would be rude if I pulled out now.”

A helicopter flies over the spa and lands on the roof. The door opens and President

Trump walks out to meet an entourage. One member speaks up “Welcome back, Mr President. I hope you’re able to have a relaxing day.”

Trump smiles “Oh I will. But first I have some business to attend to.” Trump leaves a pause “And by business, I mean I have to take a colossal dump then kill an autistic kid. But I’ll relax for sure.”

Meanwhile in the steam room, Chris has just finished performing fellatio on another man.

The man smiled at Chris in encouragement “I’ve got to say, a lot of men have done that to me, but you’re one of the best. I mean, the way you keep your tongue moving but still keep a firm grip on the balls. You’re a champ, kid.

Chris stuttered “Well you know, I always take pride in my work.”

“Oh yeah, but that’s definitely not your first time is it?” the man asked.

Chris doesn’t reply. He then heard a familiar voice “Sorry to miss the excitement.”

Chris turns around to see Trump wearing a gold komono.

Chris jumps up and stares at Trump “You. What are you doing here?”

Trump rolled his eyes “Well, I was supposed to be going to Bali, but there were too many Balinese people there. It sucked”

“Well that doesn’t matter.” Chris responded “Because now you’ve fallen into my hands.”

“Really?” Trump asked as he looked over at the man behind Chris “Hey Tony? Did you get all the info you needed?”

“Yeah, it was easy.” Tony replied. “He told me all his motives. I didn’t even have to say anything. He volunteered to suck me off and then told me why he wanted to stop you.”

Trump laughs. “Fantastic job Tony! You’re the greatest agent I could ask for.”

A tear ran down Tony’s eye as he choked “Thank you sir, what an honour.”

Chris interrupted “Alright, enough of this! Time to end it all Trump!”

“Game on, pedofork.” Trump frowns.

At the hedgehog orgy house, Sonichu, Rosechu and Wild turn on the TV to see a breaking news update.

The reporter announces “And some breaking news coming in, a naked man outside a health spa has been recorded attacking President Trump, threatening to perform oral sex on the president. The man has been detained by Secret Service agents and sent to a maximum security prison, where he will most likely be stripped of the last shreds of dignity he has.

Sonichu looks at Wild “Well, I guess we can pay on bail.”

The reporter continues “Also, the president has announced a $50 billion bailout on the prisoner being released.”

Wild sighs “Why is your dad such a retard?”

“Ah, who cares what we think?” Sonichu responds “We’re not allowed to affect the plot at all. In fact, only four of the Sonichus are allowed to speak.”

Rosechu replies “Two words. Lazy writing.”

Sonichu smiles “Thank you! What happened to the idea of making this series darker anyway? It’s all exactly the same lowbrow jokes that were used in 2009!”

“Yeah, jokes that are just tragic when they’re used now.” Rosechu states

Wild explains “I reckon the writer will just stop this story now because he’s can’t think of a clever way to end it properly.”

“Huh, you were right.” Sonichu says.