Two months later.

"Dad, it's time we talked."

Phil looked up from his magazine and at his little boi, who was glaring at him.

"Yes, my sweet baby boi?" He asked.

"I don't want to be your little bitch anymore, dad," Dan said, slamming his fist on a random table.

"Shit, I knew this day would come."

Phil put his magazine down and took off his glasses, sighing.

"Danny boi, you can't change who you are."

"But I'm not a bitch! I don't want to be!"

"Boi, shut up."

"No, dad."

Phil glared. "Shut. Up."

"Make me."

And then Dan was force fed raviolis until he was sick, and then was spanked and sent to bed with no sex, but he was making plans. He was plotting his revenge...

-

Two days later.

"Hey dad?"

Phil looked away from his magazine and looked up at Dan. "What?"

"I was wondering if we could try something... extra kinky..."

Phil looked interested. "Like?"

Dan smirked. "Why don't you come and find out, big boy?" Dan smacked his own ass, smh.

Phil licked his lips in a really creepy way and stood up, watching as Dan stopped to grab the big ass can of ravioli, the small ass can of ravioli, some fat pretzel sticks and a few popsicles.

"Come on, boi, get your cute little twink ass in bed now so I can fuck it."

"Patience, daddy."

Phil growled and followed Dan into their shared bedroom. As Phil went to pounce, Dan stopped him, smirking.

"What now?" Phil complained.

Dan put on his cutest face. "Can I have a little bit of dominance tonight, daddy? Please?"

Before Phil could say no, Dan fell to his knees, touching Phil's thighs. "I'll make you feel oh-so good, and I don't even have to get inside you myself! You can still top! And if I mess up, then you can spank my cute little butt, or do whatever you want to me, okay, daddy?"

Phil pursed his lips in thought, and found himself nodding at the adorable, pleading look his slutty boi's cute little face.

A wide, angelic grin broke out on Dan's lips, but on the inside, he was smirking like Satan.

"Mkay, so you just lie down now, yeah, daddy? Take your clothes off first."

Phil took off his pants, and then his shirt and then his socks, and then he lay down on the bed.

Dan tied his arms to the bed post with much difficulty, and then went down to suck Phil's dick tbh.

He shoved a popsicle up Phil's ass and Phil swore so much bc damn that was cold as ice (pun intended tbh). And Dan shoved the pretzels up there, too, for good luck.

Dan began to sing his fave song after he pulled away from Phil's "leaking popsicle". He grinned as he sang: "Somebody once told me the world was ravioli..."

Ten minutes later.

Dan pulled the popsicle stick and pretzels out of Phil's asshole and all of the sticky, melted popsicle gushed out.

Phil looked a bit upset but a bit flushed and dazed. He probably enjoyed everything Dan did to him.

Dan grinned evilly as he picked up the small ass can of ravioli, showing it to Phil before he shoved it up Phil's ass.

Phil screamed.

"BOI, WHEN I GET UNTIED, YOU BETTER BE PREPARED BECAUSE I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU SO HARD, YOU'LL WISH I WAS SHOVING RAVIOLI IN YOUR ASS!"

Dan chuckled, biting his lip. "Whatever you say, Phil."

"Dan, you're gonna get it."

"Not if I just leave you tied up."

"You. Better. Not. Because when I get untied - I will get untied - I will fuck your sneaky, bratty little ass until it's raw and teach you a lesson or two if I have to, boi."

Dan giggled nervously, opening the giant can of raviolis and eating them cold. "I'm just messing around, daddy, of course I'm not going to leave you tied up. Why would I ever think about doing something like that? Heh eheh heh..."

Dan took the ravioli out of Phil's asshole and untied him. Phil quickly pinned Dan to the bed and stripped him.

First Phil spanked him, hard, while Dan recited 'Shrek is love, Shrek is life' ten times in a row.

Dan's ass was in pain but he was loving it, like McDonald's, because Phil was having it his way, like Burger King. And when Phil shoved his whopper past Dan's onion ring

Shit McDonald's doesn't have onion rings

(What the hell do they have)

Doesn't matter, the point is that Dan was about to be getting fucked and he loved it.

"Please fuck me, dad," Dan whined.

But before Phil started thrusting, he said, "Hm, make it rhyme with ravioli and maybe I will."

Dan was shook.

Like sh00k.

But he knew exactly what to say.

"Ravioli, ravioli, please fuck me in the assioli?"

"That's my boi."

And Phil fucked him.

But Dan sort of got his revenge first.

But Dan still remained as Phil's bitch.

Nothing really changed.

-

Fin.

HAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHA WTF WHY DID I DO THIS

IM SO

AHAHAHAHAHA