/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>24085657
Sometimes I fantasize about Coqui walking home from the Nutley Costco Wholesalers late at night and getting accosted by a group of obese ginzos.
"Madonn! What's a cute young frog like you doing out so late?" the least heavyset one would say, wheezing heavily in his jogging suit.
"I think she's lost! It ain't safe for a little girl to be out at this hour! Bad people hang about these parts!" another would say, taking a huge bite out of a smoked Italian sausage.

Before Coqui could say anything they would whisk her into the back alley behind the Wendy's on Main Street and start having their way with her.
Soon the only things you could hear were the sounds of the Wendy's air conditioner and unwashed, uncircumcised wop cocks plunging into her cloaca. "You ain't evah seen an uncut one? That shit is just a racket for the heebs!" one might say, his voice muffled by the rattling of his gold chains.

Coqui would be railed in all positions imaginable, pressed against the flab of the middle aged Italian men. "Ey Vito, you want another turn on this freaky frog" one would ask his peer. "Nah Jackie, I just ate a big plate of Ma's Garlic Parm Linguini - I think if I keep raping this amphibian hooer I'm gonna ralph everywhere"

Eventually the men would finish (and Skinny Bobby would suffer a stroke due to overexertion) and disperse. Leaving Coqui alone behind the Wendy's glazed in the spectaculate ejaculate of the men.

A teenage Wendy's employee would then come out into the alley on a trash run, look down at the aftermath, shake his head and say "Mr Montasanti, it happened again!"