Contingency

You pop on your couch and turn on the TV, deciding to check out the news for the day. Taking a look at the clock, it's already 3 am. Time sure flies by.

'Click'

As the national anthem begins to play, a few white words pop up against the brightly colored background:

" 3 AM -  End of broadcast day

This concludes our broadcast day,"

It seems like you just missed it, what a shame. You reach over for the remote as the last message rolls in.

Have a good night-"

The screen turns to static, startling you as a high-pitched whining sound is emitted from your speakers.
You quickly turn to volume down, halting that hellish noise.
Before you even get the chance to think, a logo appears on the screen, bearing a sword and what appears to be a... stick on it. The words 'US department for the Integration of Citizen's Kindheartedness". You don't remember having such a department.

The screen flashes, and a document pops up
"DO NOT USE AFTER ❤️❤️/❤️❤️/❤️❤️❤️❤️"

                                          Contingency Message Reel
Locator: US-DICK / 426 - D - 69Y
To be used in the case of the complete takeover of the united states by otherworldy beings.
Public Broadcast only upon confirmed sightings of the celestial bodies warping.

Before you even manage to make out the date, the screen switches back to the emblem of the department. You turn the volume up, as a twisted version of the anthem begins to play.
"Contingency message will now begin.
Please comply with the following instructions. G͡҉͏̧͠O͏̵D̶́͢D̡҉͏Ȩ͘͟͡Ś̴̸̨͢S̨̡̨ Bless America."
After seeing the glitched text, you feel your body getting heavy, to the point you can't even close your eyes anymore.
Slowly, the screen switches to the image of an American flag in the shape of a heart as a message slowly begins to scroll on the screen.

"Dear Americans.
The B̛͢҉E҉̢̛̕Ş̵́͟҉Ţ̵̛̕͏ has now arrived.
Despite the sacrifices of our citizens
and the might of our armed forces,
the United States was forced
T̯ͣ͑͋O͍̞͙̻̱̾̀̌͐͒̏ͅͅ ̥̼̦̄̍̅ͥͪ̓͠Ş͈̭͔̞̯̙̈͋ͬͫͦÚ̠̩͈̳B̠̮͎̤͔̩MI̞̳͍̎T͙̯ͧ͋ͫͯ ͔̝̤̦͉ͯ͐T͏̬̝Ơ̈͊ͯ͆ ̴̝̲̲̱̝ͪ̂ͤ̄ͩ̑ͅO̯ͨͥͫU̙͖̗̫̮͙̔ͨ̓̅R̽͏̩͓̩ ̞͇͎͚̝̾͂͐ͅN̵͉̗͖͙̖̱̜ͥ̆ͥ͊E̠͍̤͇̭Wͤͬ͌̔ ͉̹ͯ̈́͒̋̈́̉M͕͍̀͑̽̍̏I̩̪͚̤̱̚S̡̞̝͙̦T̝͚̰̼̥͚͙̓̂ͮ̌R̛̳̙̭͖̯̤̦ͩͬË̞ͩ́̂̊̀Sͥ͛͟S̹̱̳͖̒͌̿ͦ̂ͮͪ.

Though they may occupy our borders,
our cities, our streets, our homes...

A̸̠̅̏ͦ̅͠ͅN̢͖͚͊ͦ̃ͭ̀D͖̙̻͉̠͕̈̋̏ͨ͂̍͊̍ ͕̯̹̝͖̹̫͕̭ͨ͋̈́ͪ̈́͛S̰̉̀̔ͩỎ̢̗̱̺̹̱̪̹̔ͪͮ͠͠ͅO̷̞͍̜͎̹̳͍̩ͪ͐͘͢N̸͖̬̼̣ͦͬͫͥ́̄̀̕ ̢̣̫̹̜̲̗ͭ̀̄ͥ̇͆ͫ͆́͞Ọ̡̯̘̯̹̾̋ͥ̚͝U̙̰̪̘͕͌͒̾ͭ̏̅ͪͬ́̚͘͠ͅͅR͇̣͇̙̟̭̔͒̃̓̋̎̔̕ ̶̙̤̭̭̺̝̘͓͑́͠B̝̰͚ͭ͛ͣ́̾̾͊Ȩ̴̱̠̘͚̻̬̊͒ͥͦ͗̀͆Ḓ̖̦͈̲̭̩͈ͬͤ̒̃ͨ͋̀S̟̝̗̬̫̳̱̹̾ͫ͒̏

They will neverA̹̥͚̣̠͝L͓̼̬͈̰͘W̸̯͈͕̱̝͔̠̩͕͘͡À̧̘̰̣̘͓̖͙͓̮͟Y̷̺͍̬̗͟ͅS͎̲̹͖̤ occupy our spirit.

That is why all Americans are now
Called upon to U̕͞N̴̷͟Z҉Ì̡P̨... to preserve
the memory of the United States
Clear and bright, C̸͔̰̗͓͖͈͢O҉̢̹̭̱͚̯̫̱̹͖̘̹̰R̶͓̼̟̮̟̠̖̯̪̭̗͘͢͢ͅͅŖ̭̳̱͓͍̘͖̫̣̭͙̮́̕͡ͅU͏̵̣̼̮̻̞̫̞͞Ṕ̶̭̪̮̼̲͚̬̠̥̦̟͓̬̜T̸̮̲͚͕͙̼̫̥̕E̷̡̗͈͕͚̭͠D̷̶̵̘̮̗̩͙̝͕̖͇̯͍̻̼̺̖̘̱̤̀͟ ̴̴̛͈̹̯͎̯̖̯̝͜Ḁ̭̭̗̟̘̣͔̘̗̺̤̠̹̹̀̕͢͟N̨̢̨̰̳̭̝͚̱̥͈̦͢D͏̴̴̫̜͉̙̜̯̝͙̯̠͎̤̫́ͅͅͅ ̷̛͚̩̖͍̫̠̥̦̤̼̠̗̪̤͉̦͟ͅͅW̴̨̯͙̮̹̫̤̖̙̦Ì̡̘̠͇͕̬̝̣̱̪̩̱̬̞͉̱̘͜L̶̪̯̻̜̪̯̤̩̝̼͇̰̳͢L̢͈̦̖͚̬̪̘͓͢͞I̷̛̝̣̻̮͍͓͕̠͖̰͈̬̺̫̯̯͈̘͡Ń̴̶̢͎̦̲̜̦̪̩͍͞ͅĢ̢̬̳̳̣̬̕̕͝ͅ.̴̸͕͎͉̠͈̣͖̭̘̭̦̙͕͎̲͖

Know that I have already
T̶̶̢̀A̵̢̡͞K̵͜E̵̢̡҉̴N̶̡̛͠ ͏̧͞T̵̀͘͠Ó̕͠ ͏͠Ć͠Ò͜͏҉N͡͠S̡͡͏U͘͜Ḿ̡̧N̸͜A̴̵͢T̸̨È̡̡̛͡ ̡͠T̡̛͝H̷̢̢͟͞E̵̢̨ ̨͢C̕͡H̀̀̕͠Á̕͟N͠Ģ̷͢͝͡Ȩ͞҉ ͜͢͟W̴̡I̵̧͠T̵̶̢͟H̷̕͏̧̨ ̵̡̢͢M̧͟Y̵̧̨ ̶̧̢͡W͏̵I͘͜҉̨̕F̀͠E̸̢͞.̵̸̧
Now, all Americans - besides children -
Are called upon to S͊͑ͩ̈̉̔͟҉T̐ͣͤ͆̾҉R̵̡̨̍̍̇͒ͮ̚Ĩ̷̏ͪ̽̚Ṗ̢̧͛̿̋̑̐̎͂
Before̻̳͓̯ͯ̌̈̿ͥͭ̚̚ͅ G̴̷̥̤͚̩̱̺ͦͭͯ̐̾͌̒̆ͮE̢̩̘̯̭͖͓̞͒́̋T͎̲͕̹͈̼̂͌ͤ̀̔̄̎̃T̬̗̩̝̻͖̳̲ͨ͐̾ͣ̾̓͛ͬI͌ͫ̒̾ͧ́҉̭͎Ń̶̩̲̰̝͈̲̬̩̊̄͒̾̃̏̐Ğ̩͇ͭ̓ͨ̉̓ͮͣ ̨̜̮̒A̤̞̝̘̐̑̐͌̿̎̀͢R͚̦͍͈̞̳̱̙ͫ̂̓̉̌͌̂ͅO͌͂͗̉ͥ̆҉͟҉̼̱Ű̖̞̹̱̘͓̟͗͛͆ͮ̑̒ͫͣS͂̍̐ͥ̉̋͗̏̑҉̨̱̣̳͈̞̘̺̫̬Eͫ̄̆̌̊̈́҉̛̜̺͇Ḓ̢͍͙͔͙̮͕͕̰ͩ̐ͪ͗ͦ̌̏̀.͍̺͉̣̗̎ͦ͑͊̕

Let our united resolve echo
through history: Even in defeat,
W̼͉͚̦͟È̛̬̹̘̲̗̹͇ ̨̞̰́ͅC͕͙̣͕̮̣̘̰͘͝Ą̵̤͎̪͉͔͔̘ͅM̢̗͔̗E̢̡͕͕̹̗̪ ̵͈̟̩̼̱̼̗̖I̵҉̞̟̙͔̠͚͎͇N̹̰̟͜Ș̨̫̘̗̲͎͎̼I̶͖̞̝̗̗͚̠̪ͅD̠͞È̷̬̳̬̗̹.̴̥̪͙͙͍̤͞

Ȩ̢̼͎͉̹̦̬̮̭̰̫̲̦̼̤͎̩ͬ̀͂ͬ̌ͭ͊̅ͩ̊̾̈͋ͨͥͩ̚̚̚͠͝V̴̵̶̡̺̠̲͇̟̳̟ͭ̉͊͒̀͊͐ͩ͋̆̏E̷̡̧̮̦̰͍̭͉̩̰ͪ̏͋̒̄̎͋̓ͤ͒̇͂͂̒͋͢Nͣ̽ͭ̇͌̓̉̆͋̚͘͏̶̡̤̣̮̤ ̶̷̴̛͙̬̼̬̻̰̠͖̪̫͋ͥͫ̈́̒̀̿͂̎͟ͅͅI̻̟̜̜̭̖̳͇͕̖̜̮̖̟͕̅ͥ̃ͦ͒̾ͤ̏͜͟N̽ͩ̔̓̂̊ͭ̇̅ͬͫ͐̌ͯ҉͉̙̪̗̠̩͚͇͈̺͕̝́ͅ ̴̧̧̝̹̞͕̲͑̄ͦͣ̈ͬ͗́̐̚͘͢ͅD̨̛̙͔̗̣̺̺̰̗̦͓̭̯̟̙̮̪̿ͦ̾͊̎ͨ́̀̔ͧ̈ͪ̌͆ͯ̔̔͊̔͘͟͜E̴̷̼͖̘͉ͤ͋ͣ̔̉̏̽̐͐ͪͨ̈́ͬͩ̐ͫͣ͝F̨̤̝̣͚̦̜̹̆̊̍͐̐ͯ̎͂̒̐̕Ę̢̦̳̖̦̙̩̬͈̙̦̹͇̜̰̗ͧ̈́͗͌͗͘͞Ā̸̢̫̠̘̝̥̭̬̇͒̈ͭ̈ͥͮ̆̑̑̂̿ͪ̋̀̚͘͟T̡̡̙̖̟͉̯ͣ̓̌ͫ͊ͦ̒̆͑ͣ̿͋͗́͜ ̜͍͇͈̰̮̟̝̮̮͕ͯ͛̂͛ͣ̄́͡͡ͅͅW̷̌̓͆͐̎̒͏̰̗̳̲̭̩̥̰̳͚̖̼̕͢Ế̢̠̗̪̖̤͈͙̩͕̱̞̳̠̲̟̣͓̭̐ͩͬ͊͗̐̿̇͑̒̑ͥ͛ͥ̿̚͜͜͠͞ͅ'̵̜͈̹̻͙̟̟̹͎̩̞̣̙̙̪̦̻ͦͩ̎̀ͨ̆ͦ̅͝Ř̢͉̟̙̹͈̺̺̥̤̳͙̤͚̗̎̇ͦ̄ͨ͑̓ͯ͡Ę̴͉̰ͮͮ̈͂͢ͅ ̧͒ͫͩͭ̓͗̑̿̇́͗̅͒̄̎ͪ̚̚҉͏̰̩̞̗̲̦̪͙̠ͅC̭̖̹̳͖͈̙͉̩ͮ͗̉̋̐̋ͮ͢U̸̷̺̮͙̫̹̞̝̖̝̟͖̯͕̞̠̰̭̓ͯ͋̇̽̂͗̊̅͊̾ͧͯ͊̅ͩ̀̚͠M͌ͣ̾͊ͦ͋̎ͦ̅͒́͏̡̘̙̙̦̠͓͙̮M̷̧̘̥̪͖͓̤͚͙̬̰̺̣͕̙͊̑̋͋ͦ̓ͬͮ̅ͣ̓̚I̴͇̩̙̠̹̓͐ͦͯͥ̐̇͋̈́ͩ͂̎̈͑̅ͨ̚͘͟͝N̸̴̡̗͕̖̩̦̬̲͖͈̳͉̱̞̹͆͗ͫ͒ͧͥͬ́̚͠ͅG̶̪͖̝͈͙̹̟͈̥̪̼̮̣̺͈͐ͨͤ͠͝͞.̸̝̞̩͓̫͎̝͐ͪ̉͜


-President of the United States"

You break into a cold sweat once the window to your side shatters. From the corner of your eye, you can make out a shadowy shape, as it dashes behind your couch.
Despite that, you still can't move your head away from the TV, as it switches to the image of a weird, heart-shaped fruit, the more you stare at it, the more you can feel a strange heat gathering within your loins. Instructions begin to pop up on the screen, along with images of strange women, with tails, scales and wings attached to them. You see the shape slowly making it's way between your legs

Ûͣ̃͑̋ͨ̒̚Ṅͤ̑͒̐̊ͧ̀͟Zͨ̇ͩ͒̌ͫ҉̵Į̚Pͭ̕҉̕ ̢̓̂̍̑͋̽ͯ̒̀I͋̿ͨ͂͂̏҉M̄͜Mͥͯ̒ͯͩ̑E̛̐̾ͭ͌Dͧ̔̅͗͢I̸ͧͮÄ́͗ͫͩ͑ͤ͆̊̓͢T̐ͫ͂̓͑͢͏Eͨ͆͆̾ͭ͜͞L̏ͫ͐ͭ̇͋͛͜͝Ỷ̑͐̈́ͣ͢

Honor you loved ones.
Be fruitful and multiply.

S͔̼̜̦͉͠P̸͉͍͡͞R͏̳̭̥̪̘̤̱̭E̢̮̠͎̤̖̗̭̕͟À̡̹̝̘̟̺D̸̫͇͈̥ ҉̭̬̪͉̖͍͜Y҉͙̳̬̰̗O̠̼̖̱̤͝U̷̥̤̹̦͟Ṛ̜͉̣̙̤̰̤̀ ̤̬͖̀S̺̳̰͕͙͉͢E̠̬̥̩̯̗̟͕͘E̞̖̗͓͖̥͙̩̺͠D̷̹̕

You can hear soft moaning right beneath you as something slowly pulls down your zipper. The heat is only getting worse.

Gͥ̇͡͏O̽͌̂̀͞ ́ͥ͛́A̾͆̊̆͗͡T͆ͦͦ̒ ́̎̈ͧ̿̽͒͊͢I̔͛͏͡T̵̏̄͆̐ ̷ͮ͘͡Ǎ̔̉ͭ̂ͦͣ̈̎́S̡̓ͨͤ͊͑̏̚ ̐ͫ̃̀̃̐̒̿L̴̓̽ͬ̄̾͝Ǫ͋̑͜N̵ͯ͗̈́̔ͦ̇̚Gͦͮ̆͋͗̑̽̚͟ ̷́͆̓̂ͩ̊͆ͭ̉Ă̵̍̓̅ͦ͑ͦS̵̅̾̋̄̒ͩ̾ͩ͏ ̶ͪ͂́͗̾̑̾͡Ȳ̊͒͋̇͒ͥ́̚Ö̷́ͯ͒̊̀̕͠U̷̡͑ͧ͑̏ͣ́ ͮ̋̐ͩ͏C̍̏̉͘Aͧ̔N̑̑͂̚͡͡

Use any aid you have available.
You'll both enjoy it.

Y̠̘̗͕͠O̴̷͏̘̦U͟͠҉͎̣'̸̶̼͕̳L҉̷͚͈̙͉̟͇͔̮͓L̡̙̠̠͍̠̮̦͝ ̷̴̳̱̼͙̲́N͏̺̬̳͖̟̹̬͇Ḛ͈V̨̰̩̝͖́͜E̵͙̦R̮̫͝ ̛͉͓̥̺͓̝̥͜͞ͅG͏̘͚̯̠̻͈͘O̤̯͓̬̯̺͞ ̸̧̤̘̖̦̬̝̟͘S͈͝Ọ͉̱͎͎̹̗͚̤͟F̟̘̬̲̰̥̀T҉̵̴̤̰͈̗̳̠̳

As the thing pulls down your pants, only your underwear remains. You can feel it's breathing on your skin.

T̅̇ͯ̃͑͘͢͠H̶̡͂ͦ̎͐̈ͩẺ͆̏ͪͬ͂̚͝ ̑ͨͪ͂̃ͯ̊̓͜T̂̈́̉ͦ͑ͭ͒͌ͬI̍̊́M̴̛̓͂ͥ̒̌̇ͪȨ̢͂͞ ̧͒͋̾̉͞H̵̊͂ͩ̍Ä̢́̈͡S̸̃̆̆ͦ͝ ̷̍̓ͫ͊ͥͭ̕Cͣ̕Û̽̆ͩ̀͏M̿̓ͥ̊̌̏̚

Access to a free hole is ideal.
Place lubricated hole(Reproductive organ) over mouth.
Thank you.

J̛̰͡O̡̩͠I͉̖̞͡Ǹ͎͖͙͇͓̺͚̲͠ ̼̳͓̱̦̟̩̦̀͘͘Y̞͖̻̕͠O͍̮̥̫Ú̴̲̦͇̯̣̩͢R̛̹͢ͅ ͏͙N̜͔̥̟̙̲͓E̢̮͖̞͎̦̗̞̖͟͞I̸͍͍̬̠G̟͙̹H̴̡̘̦̳̱̱͡B̶̡͇͇͈O̶̧͍̬̜ͅU̬͍͉͉Ŕ͚̝͓͘͢Ś̸̶̗̘͔͈͉ͅ,̛͍̮̘̙͜ ̡̼̝̲̘͙͚̩Ý̼O̡̪̪͚̞̕̕U̸̩̯̹̦̣̘͈͡R̨̰̝͞ ̹̤̭̗͓̭̘͇F̷͎̻̀A̫͙͙͖̫ͅM̮͉̻̱̥͇̜̭I̯Ļ̱̦̣̻͉̠Y͔͎̬̞͚͓,̨͖̰̮̪͔̦ ̞͖̰͕̥̪͢Y͚̞̦̪̗͠O̵̝̳̰ͅͅÚ̱̯̘̘̳̳̪̖R͎̠͠ ͏͏̯̪͓̬͉͉͎͓͈G̛̟O̧̦͍͙Ḑ̭̕D̵̹͈̟̭̣̗͙̺̮E̵̹̖̻̜̦̹̩̜S̛͓̳̥̳̦̀S̘̥͙͕̤̼̪̀

A soft pair of what you assume to be lips slowly envelop your member. The background images slowly change to scenes of those women having intercourse. You feel content.

A̡ͬͩ̃̃ͤ͠S̢ͪ̓̓̾̀͝ ̷̅͋A͑ ̂̂̋ͬͤ̐͟͝M̸̐̀ͦ̆Aͬ̅̉̾Ń͆͌̿̒͐ͣ̽̕ ̵̢̀̋ͣ̆ͨ͆̒͛Y͑͌̉ͤ͆͆ͫ͊͞O̓͂́Ù̎̃̔̉ͩ̔ ̵̵̧̌ͥ̾͊̈ͦͥM̾͐̃̀͠U̿̈́̎͑̓͑ͣSͦ̆͂̿̍T̸̛̈́̒͌̓ͣ͒ ͌ͦC̔͘̕U̅̏ͣͯ͑̈͆̐ͣM̵̧͛ͧ͛̄̑͑ ̿ͤͬ̾ͨ̌N͐ͦͮ͂́Ȍ̷̽͊̄̈W̋ͭͭͦͪͯ̓̃̒͟͢

Your new wife has already reached your destination
It's against the law to refuse her.

T̸̪̤̘̯͕̪̻͞H̲̜̺̼̳͍͘͢I̜̼̣͚̯̣S̥̖̩̻̤̝͇͘ ̱ͅM͖̪̖̙͝E̷͏̭S̡͕̹̗͟S̱̙̺̯̦Ą̴̛͈̮͈̝G̵̴͓̳̯̥̳É̳̭̪̜͍͇͙͘ ̡̻̟̫̳͍W̴̩ͅI̢͇̙L̩̦̰̼̭̭̖̯͇͠L̢̖̲͠ ̵̗͍͙R͏̗̺͔͎̤̱͜E̡̩̣͢͠P̴͓͎̣͘Ę̢̘A̰̹̱̰T͇̤͉ ̶̟̗̻U̵̴̢͈̙̭͚̙̖͇͈ͅN̵̶͎̥̮͖̺̱̜̹T͕̥͍̝̺̬ͅI͔͕͈͔L̢͉̹͍̝͕̤͢ ̴̧̣̤̯̩̦̻T̸͍̘̙̫͝͞H̡̯̺͖̰̗͕̻͔͇͢͠E͈̥̝͈̤̘͘͜ͅ ͡҉̥̤R̵̳͘O̭̭͖̖͕͍͔̰͜O̰͙͖͙̼͓͍̹̲͡M͏̞̘͚̮̻̱ ҉̡̟̲͚I̗͈̘̹̥̣͈̻͟͠Ś̵̤̤̲̥̯ ̢͕̯̠̫̰͉D̴̪͎̟́Y̢̫̺͚E̯͕̲D̴̗̭̥͍̜̗͇̗̪͝͠ ͖̭̫̹̪͖͕̜͈͟͞W͖̣̥̯͓̹H̲̥̱̺͇̝̀I̧̩̘͙̰̤̫̰͎͖T̵̡̘̩̱͕̪̼̣̱E̠͓̫̰̝͔̟̝̜.͙̰͖͍̤

You look down, a pair of purple eyes staring back at you. She's cute, the golden hair framing her face as two dark horns sprout out of her head, curved backwards. You grab the horns.

I̠̪̯̤̪̫̠͍̿̉͠F̫̙͚͎̼̘̠̃͂͟ͅ ͬͫ͡͏̪̭̯̀T̗̟̩̭ͦ̓Ĥ͖̹̩͍͇̝̞̔̏͛͒̚E̹̙̬̞̙͕̜ͬ̈ͭ́͋ͤ̾̚͞͡Ŗͭͮͣ̐͆ͭ̿ͧ͏̻̣̞̦̳̘E̸̖̖̗ͥͯ͡ ̷̬̓̔ͤͫ͋̀Ị̹͚̺̘ͤ̄̉ͬ̒Ṣ̸̪̜̗̠̭ͧͮͩͩ̽ͧ̄ͥ́ ̨̧̟̘͒͘T̏̽̒͌̑҉̦͚͕͙̱̤I̗͆ͭ̑̐̓ͅM̩̜͉̮̖̖̮͆͌͞Ȩ̶̗̗͎͍̽ͥͦͪ̀.̝̜̫͖͙͈͑ͦͧ̔ͭ.̴̛͖͙̙̠̝̇.̵̺͓̠͆ͤ͑͐̉ͤͪͨ͢
̼̬̘ͭͭ̍̽̀͘͠"̵̶̧̺̳̖̎̄̽V̙̝͖̼̉ͦ͒ͬI̟̳̗̤̖͎̹̋̅́̽ͪ̀̚̕C̨̝̮͌̔͗ͅT̸̗ͩ͐͒ͨ͒̓̕͠Oͥͥͮͨ̍̍̿͞͏̰̥̟̝͎R̡̡͕̣͓͇̳̱̒̅͆̈̅ͯ̽̈́Ỷ̸̠̤̫͕̹ͫͭ̃̅ͤͧͬ͞ ̵̢͓̹͔̱͔͂͛̈̓ͪͤ̔P̳̬ͨ̆Ö͔͖́͊̀ͪ̾ͯS̖͙̣̝͓͖̮ͬI̧͑ͭ̆̉̾҉͚̰̫̦͖̱̲T̳̺̟͕̼̊̉̌͆̊̉I̓́͢҉̻O̷̢̟̳̼̺ͮͩ͊͑̀ͤ̕N̵̴̦͎͍̲̜̱̱̽̂͘"̙̰͚̙̱̳͛͊̏͢ͅ

Remember the three "S"'s
S̴̶͞T̷̵̴҉R͝҉Ì̢̡͜P̢̕͢͝͝,̨͟ ̛͘͞Ş̢͝͝H̸̛͝͡A҉K̴̴͢E̸̸,̢ ̴͜͞S̸͡҉̵͟T̵̢̀͜͢I̡͘͟͝C͢K̴͏͘҉҉ ̡̡̨́Ì͝͡͡T̴̵̛͜͞ ̛́Ì̡͜͝Ǹ̛.̵̴͞

You start bobbing her head up and down on your shaft, your climax slowly approaching as blue marks slowly get smeared on your length.



R̿͂̈̍ͤ̇̌̐̃E̒ͮ́G͊̆̌ͬͧ̓͑Ȁͤ̏̊̂͂Ř͆̎͌̐̒ͭ̂̿͐̆͌̀ͭͦĎͬ̋̐͋ͭͪͨ͊ͦIͥ̔̂̔̀͂͊͛ͤͧ́̓ͧͭ͛̀̈́̀Nͤ͆͗̍͗̂ͤ͑ͮ̄̔͐̆ͮ̀G͊͆̊̓ͮ̂ͭ̂̃̐̎͑͐ ̾͌̐̾̆̃͋̍͋ͫͣ̂̓̊ͨ͑̍ͣY̿͆ͥ̂͛͒͗́̈͐͂̈O͊̀͗͋ͮ̋ͧ͋̃̐̽ͪ̃͆͐̊Uͧͣ̊̓̿̋̌Ŕ̉́̋̓̐ͦ̌̂̃̈́̔ͩͪ̏ͤ͒̅ ͦ͊͊̇̏̾͒͋̎̀̏̿ͤ̾ͩC̃̅͋̽̆H̄͂ͤ̔̓̋̋̐ͩ̃̂̈̀ͣ̏ͪ̈I̅̅ͭ͑͑͌̂̌̋ͣ̓͂͊͆L̔ͯͣ͑Dͥ̈́̌̅̓ͭͪ̔͒̔͂͊ͥͬ̽ͭͭR̉͂͛ͪ̒̆͆̍̅̊̽͆̉̔̃̏Eͧ́͗̊͛̋ͭͫ̎͛̿Ǹ̓̏ͫ͐ͬ͑̔ͦ̏̋̋̍ͮ̄ͥͬ̚:̋́̑̋̋ͬ̇͌̉̋̈͛

Tend to them first, send them to sleep, their time is not yet.
Use a calm tone of voice.

I̴̷̵̛͡F̛̕ ̵̨Y̵͜O̴͢͏U̢͘͝ ͏̷̶̀͠D̶͞O̸̴̷͞N̵͘'̢̕͜͠T̢̡̀ ̶̴҉̛H̴͟͟͞A͏̶͘͜V͢͝E̡̨͘ ̶̀͜T̛͜͡͝H̵͠҉̧E̵̡͘͜M̶͠,̧́́̕͞ ̶͞M̕͠A̕҉̛͞Ķ̷̨̀͞É̶̢͜ ̢́T̵̨͢H҉͏̴͢҉E̡̛͜M̶̢͞.͜

Your motions speed up, your moans mixing together with her. This is the BEST.


L̝̜̖̫̲̦̦̝ͪ̂͊͛̈́̾͑͊̽̃͋͌ͭ͐O̮̦̖̪̘̜̺̗̜̠̔͌̃̿̓͋͆͋ͧͯ̓̎ͅͅL̤͓̲̻̘̩̫̭̥͔ͧ̔ͬ̿̉ͣͣ̊͋̔̔ͨ͗̍̉͛̚Ĩ͉̲̲̼̗̙̤̻͚̦͙͇̜̹̇̀̅ͣ̈́͒ͪͅͅͅS̠̺̪̯͕͉ͦ͗̋̓ͪ̊̅ͥ̌̂̈́͛̔́ͪͫ̂͒ͅ ̻͓̺̭̪̎̍̉̊̓͐ͪ̈́ͬͩ͐̒̚Ả͎̠̭͓̭̬̦͔̍̆̇̋͋́̾ͣͣ̈N̩̪̮͙̩̫̖̗͉͈͇̲ͭ͋̉̀ͅͅD̪̮̝̟͓̯͔̭̝͉͔͖̲̝̳̼̐̆͊̑̇ͩ͂̊͂͒͋͛̉̚ ̫̺̦͈̣̗̼̘̯͉̟̓͑͂̈̒̀͂S̘̜̯͈̟͔̮͉̟̟͙̖̹̜͚̠̠̖̟̿ͨ̏ͥ̆̽̌̋͂ͨ̚I̹̜̫̼̬̯̺̭̱̹͕̬̼̬̞͙̖͆̓̔ͬ̂͋ͪ͐̔̎̆̀ͪT̼̱̭̜͇̍́͊͆̚H̱̦̹ͤ̒͗̂ͭͪͬ̇̍͗̃͐̊S͓̦͙̲̻̫̳̑̾͒̈͊ͪͣ̾̽͛͊͌ͅ
̰̗̦̘̦̣̩̪̪̯̞̄̿ͤͫ͌͐͛ͥͩ̐̐̈́Ṫ̠͍̗͕͓̙͕̙̜̰̝̙̻̘̟̦̟̞̣͊ͥ͑͗̊̐Ḥ͙̤̰͉͈̟̺̙͉͙ͣ̌̑̈̊̎̊ͨE̱̳͉̼̮̲͔̳̾̇͐͐̔̏ͅ ̘͙̫̣̻̩̙̦̗̲̩̣̥̺͇͗̈́̏̿S̹̭͔̬̳̱̥̫͓̯̲͎̲̣̬̋̏̓̆͗̿ͤ̍̂͑̾̓ͦ̔̈ͪM͕̘̤̟̗̺̣͉̠͒̓̌̀ͥ̇͒̋ͣ̄̿̐ͭ̐̑͛ͅA̖̞͚̰͙͈̮̞͓̥̾̂̃ͮͤͣͩ͛̆͛̀̀L̜̼͕̞͕̳̲̩͓̹͇̎͗̍͆ͤ̿̓L̙̻̰̙̜̤̮̅͋̓ͫͦ̉E̖̩̖̱̜͍ͫͪͧ̾̌ͦ̅ͥ̒̀̈͌ͭͦ̈́̋̈̾S̻͚̙̬̱͖͚̱̣̫͖͕̮̝̯̰̭̋̎̂́̋̆̅T̤͓̟̞ͨ̽ͨͦ̔͗̎̉͗ͥͣ̈̚ ̣͈͙̺̘̹̹͖͚̈́̎͗̈́̈̉̓̆̾͗͂͊ͨ̈ͩ̍̆ͭO̼̫̖̟̬̻̻̗͇̞̤̻̮̲̳̗͇ͦ͒ͧͥ̅ͫ̈́̊̿̋̎P̣̠͔̱̭̲̻͉̱̬͖̪͓̪̠͕ͯ̉̊̔̂̎̆̇̽͒̑̃̄ͮ̾͌̚T̫͖̭̯̞̪̫͙͔̯̗͓̰̩̓̿̑̅́ͦ̊̓ͫ̓̃͑͊̄́̌ͪͅI͚̗̩̠͎͚͙͎̺͓ͨ̊̅̀̉̇ͫ̓O͇̖͍̼̜̤̻̪͎͍͇̹̞̼̻̍ͦ̔̿̓ͯͫ̊ͬ̅ͭ̾̆ͧ͐̃̿ͨN̝̘̯̜̳͔̗͎̦̩͈͔͒̈́͗͑ͬ̅̂ͯ̌ͅŚ͈̘̬͎̥̖̞͎͚͍͖̺͕̜͉́͗̚̚
͖͔͔̦̤͎̠͚̝̖ͥ̽̾ͧ̅̄ͧͩ̂ͬ
̤͕̜̥͙̰̣ͫͮ̍͋̍̆̎̏̎̓ͥ̒̿͊̈́́T̠̳͍̰̣̠͓̬̊̓ͨ͊ͫͩ͋̈̑ͯ̒̊H͓̫̥̰̩̝̜̬̹ͯͥ̾̎ͮ͗̈͌ͬ̏ͬ͒̉ͧȄ͍̦͈͙̫͔̬̤̞̜̲͍̀̈̄ͧ̒̈̇ͦ̈́̿̐ ̱͔͔̣͔̦̼̼͎̺͔͎̰͎̐̑ͭ̉̏̐̂ͯ̏ͪ̆́̉ͥ̒̌D̠͔̯͕̻̮͈͔̥͚̜̞̱̬͕̫ͨͧ̋͂͑ͅẼ͇͚̪̭̹̳͖̞̣̥̤̝̱̳̮̖̠ͬͧͫM͇͍͎̤̠̬͍̥̼ͦͧ̔ͤ̾̈́̉ͩ̑̎͆̈̅̆̽̔ͅͅO̻̳͎̱̭̜͕̤̳ͩͤ́̎̑̚N̪̤̩̰͓̜͖̦͍̝͉͓̖̜̱͉̼͔͌ͯ̔͋ͫͭͯ̄̑̄ͅ ̠̥̹̦͚͙̫̋̓ͩ̔ͭ̾̔̿͒ͭͨ̒R̗̠̩͓̠̥̺̝̻͖̖̠̜̺̼̠͖̫ͤͮ̌̏ͣͭ̾͋̄̈́͑̿͛̈́̽̓̾ͩE͚͈͍̩͚̼̞̜͎̟̻͇͈̟͎̫̖̤̒̈̽̈́̓̎̏ͥͪ͒̃̿̓A̻̻̬̰̯͔̯̟̝̰̭̜̤̾͂͒̋͒͂́ͪ́ͨ͂̇ͭ̎͆̍̚Ḷ̻̗̳͋͌ͧ̐̒ͦͯM͍̯͚̹̜̳̫̗̰͚̱̞̩̹͚͇̱̮̱͆̓̋͋ͦ̀͂͊ͣͯ̊ͥͮ͑̔̌̋̏ ̖̝͓͔͎̮͈̠̟̪̬̄̃̌̇́͆̿ͅI͔̗̫̗̲̮̰̬̮ͩ̊̆̽ͮ̈́́̓͂ͦ̍̒͐̎̈́̆̔̈͆Ș͎̹̪̥͈̹̹̠͓̫̿̇ͦͬ͌͗̔̅̏̽ ͇̦͎͎͎͓͖͔͖̭̪͙̍̑̉̔ͩͯͥ̈͐ͩ͗̇ͣ̇̔ͫͧ́ͅN̜̦̖͙̖͙̝̭̯̮̺͍͔̄͂ͧ͌͗ͯ̓̈̆̉̋ͮ̾̌̈͒̀̚I̜̻̗͉͆̈́̂̓͐̓ͤ͂G͓̫̠̱̖̃̒̈̇͑̍H̹̲̫̜̦̲̦̓͋̋̍ͯ̉.͙̲͉͎͔͇̺̣̤͉͙͋ͣ̋̓ͩ̆̊ͪ
̹͎̗̰̳̤͇̣̭̃̏́̃̾̌̒̇̈ͯ

You cum like you never have before, your semen shooting down her throat right into her depths. Before you know it, you've already been stripped of everything, laying bare before her. She slowly crawls towards your chest, a content smile on her face.

The screen goes black, as a 'TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES' screen pops up.
The last thing you see before a beaming face pops up is the channel's name.

L͟ǪCA͟L͡ ̵6̶9.


A few hours later, along with the sunrise, waking up on your wife's lap. The window's still very much broken, something you'll have to fix later. Yet, you glance to the TV one more time as a last message appears. You hear your wife giggle as it pops up.

"Earlier today, this station aired what appeared to be a warning message from a U.S. government agency.

This has been confirmed as a hoax.

Local 69 apologiziesC̸͘͡͡O͏N̡͜͝͠G̡̀͘Ŕ̡͜A̕͏̸T̕͘U̵̶̶̧͡L̢̨͜A҉́T̶̛̀Ę̧͘͜͝S҉͞͡ for any confusionP̴̛̛̕R̛͡E҉̕G̶̡Ņ̸̢͝͝A̸̢N̨̧̕͟C̨̀̕͝Ý̧̛ that may have R̡͏E̢͘҉S̷̵͜U̵͟҉L͏̢͢͝͞T̵̨̢Ę̀D̶͞.

We will now return to our normal scheduled broadcast. Until next time, H̥̣̞͕ͮͩ͗̐͋Ą̳̳͖ͬ̽̾̈́ͥ̉ͥV͚̹̘̎ͮ͟E̬͍͔̪͇̝͙̾̏̒ ̺̹̹͚͙̣̍ͯ̑̈̔ͫ̀̚F̖̲̺U̼͉̻̓N̸ͪ̍͊͂̋̆."

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