I don't think it's getting more fun... it's actually getting redundant. I mean, I write, ya know? But I don't write the same shit over and over again. Srsly. Can I get a sequel or something? Like, it should follow up with how the mentally challenged attacker managed to give me teh gonosyphilaids with his laughably small pecker. 

 Okay, so let's just review this cinematic masterpiece. A man so ugly he hides his face knocks on my door. I, in my true altruistic fashion, invite the fugly little bastard in. I ask how his pathetic day has gone, as if I care. The details are so painfully boring that the whole scene is edited out and suddenly we're in a bar. The way it's worded, he's slightly intoxicated when he drops the roofies in my drink. Considering I don't drink and his dumb drunk ass can probably barely string a full sentence together, I'm obviously not drinking it. All becomes a blur in his God-smitten head, I just play along. The writer was apparently too unimaginative to layout the scene for the rape, so we're anywhere from a dark alley to his cockroach infested digs. We'll go with the alley. I struggle to get away, using my face only, apparently. I mean, that's normal, right? Yea. So, that doesn't work. Shocker. Then he tears my clothes off; some time passes, during which I can only assume he's waiting for the Viagra to kick in; then he drops his own clothes and inserts his "bare erect PENIS" into my rectum (damn near killed 'em), without lubrication. I can only assume "penis" is in all CAPS as a form of overcompensation; noted. I struggle for a moment, but eventually concede. Probably because I've realized I can barely feel it, so I might as well wait it out... maybe try to push out some poop for shits and giggles... yea, that was a pun. Anyway, so he gets off and that's it. What a lame ending. I mean, srsly. It's literally the lamest scat rape porn ever, ltrly... and anyone who knows me knows I've read/watched a lot of scat rape porn. ''''''''''''