It was a peaceful summer morning, in Flavortown, and Guy Fieri was walking around with his fat belly jiggling around, with every step. Gordon Ramsay suddenly materializes out of thin air, looking Fieri up and down, staring longingly at his very pudgy, very sexy, masculine physique. Gordon Ramsay couldn't believe his eyes, his mouth watered more at the sight of Guy Fieri, than it ever did at a beef Wellington. God, Guy Fieri was so hot, that Gordon Ramsay got a massive Boner by just ogling him. Gordon Ramsay, then went up to Guy Fieri, who was jiggling his fat, disgusting belly in circles, as if it was his ass and he was Twerking around. When he turned and he met Gordon Ramsay's face, his doodoo brown orbs met Gordon's steely blue, lustful gaze.

Gordan's annoying accent was prominent in his voice, as he spoke... "Fieri.... I- I want you to take my steak raw. RAW, FIERI!"

Guy Fieri blushed wildly at the declaration of lust, from Gordon Ramsey, as the old-ass fart loudly, and obnoxiously claimed he wanted Fieri to take his steak raw... Fieri got all hot and bothered, thinking about Gordon's thick, juicy, veiny, stinky, wrinkly beef Wellington... he wanted it inside of his sausage casing!!~

Guy Fieri became very submissive and kawaii, and he bent over and spread his buttcheeks and opened his butthole wider than Goatse ever could. Gordon Ramsey took an oil drum he stole from America and he stuck it in Guy Fieri's little poopy butthole. He then loudly made his vocalizations, declaring his big daddy alpha status... "OY, OY, OY! BAAAAKA!" He then punched Fieri's guy, and made him fart, which caused the barrel to CUMbust, and fly out of his ass at sonic speed. He then thrusted his slim Jim, his juicy member, his MAJOR oak tree, his hunka dunka into Fieri's virgin bussy, breaking the hymen skin that covered his asshole (he doesn't shit, until his bussy is broken in like a new pair of shoes, that's why his ass is so FAT 🥵🥵🥵 the poop is stored in the buttcheeks) and he thrusted with murderous intent as they S E X.

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The crisp, moderately loud sound of Gordon's puny little balls slapping against Fieri's tight, yet FAT ass, echoed softly through the empty, nighttime atmosphere of Flavortown. Fieri tried to bite back any moans, while his big daddy alpha grunted loudly, on top of him... but.. he couldn't hold it back anymoooooore!

"OOOOOIII YOIYOIYOIYOIYOIIIII!!!~ HUMP ME! FUCK ME! DADDY BETTER MAKE ME CHOKE!~~~~~~~" he cried out sluttily, which angered Ramsey, and he pulled his spunktrumpet out of Fieri's BUSSY and he felt a pang of hatred.

"GRRRRR YEW AH AN IHDEEOT SANDWICH! NOW SMELL MY STINKY FOAHSKIN, ITS RAAAAWWWW!!!!" Gordon then THRUSTED his throbbing hot tower of FLESH in the direction of Guy Fieri, making him smell the stinky foreskin, which made him vomit at the dick cheese stench.

Enraged, Fieri takes a cheese grater and use it to grate the dookie shit off Gordon's butt.

"Mmmm yummy seasoning! Thank you so much for the Dookie-donation!!~ it's gonna enter the FLAVORTOWNNNN 😝"

Fieri takes the poop flakes and the dingleberries and grinds them up, sprinkling it all over some yummy Rocky Mountain oysters.

"The shit and the cow balls go REALLY well together! Mmm!" Fieri exclaimed, while Gordon could only look on in pure horror.

Fieri then proceeds to consume the abomination on his plate, making intense eye contact with Gordon, while loudly moaning. Fieri smirks, and feels a PANG of dominance...

"Bbg, what if the Rocky Mountain oysters were made of YOUR balls? 🥵🥵🥵" At Fieri's horrifying suggestion, Gordon's heart dropped... this was no smut nor romance story... this was a torture story! Or... was it? Was Gordon about to discover his DARKEST kinks..?

As Gordon Ramsey backs away in terror, Guy Fieri takes out a ball of his pubes and he slams Gordon Ramsey on the table (not in a sexual way) and he feeds him the pubes.

"Yummy right?"

Guy Fieri gently caresses Gordon's cheeks and takes out his scissors and cuts off Gordon's balls.

"Snip snip~"

Guy Fieri has just neutered Gordon Ramsey!

"NOOOOOO MY TESTIS!!! NoooooooOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!" Gordon squealed, before falling over and sobbing, as poopy started tumbling out of his Herseys highway, like gumballs from a gumball machine.

Guy Fieri then celebrated! His intercuntinental ballistic missile started spewing lots of hot pudding all over the floor, causing it to flood Flavortown. Oddly enough, though, it only got all the men pregnant. Guy Fieri was accused of being too woke, which his rebuttal was "nah, bitch. I'm just so masculine and testosterone-filled that I got even the MEN preggers 😎🥵🥵 now I am a father of two million!"

The end.