POTTYHORSE X FAMILY GUY CROSSOVER
Petah get down here!
Ahhh what’s wrong louis?
It’s 6pm and you haven’t fed pottyhorse yet!
Ehehehhe my bad I’ll head down to the basement now.
Wh- oh no...
*peter unbuckles his belt, his flabby arse falling out like a waterfall of ruined flesh*
Peter please... please... I- I just wanna see my family again
*peter kicks over the chair, smiling down at the malnourished pottyhorse as he squats over his face, the rotund spectacle blocking nearly all light as poor quagmire can only stare up at the now widening pucker of peter griffin*
*BRRRAAAAPPPP PFFFRRRTFTFTF PPOOPPBB SWEWWE PRRRRBBBT*
Ble- ahh AAHHHHHH PETER PLE-
*PLOP POLOP BRRAAAAAPPPPP BBBREEEW PRRRREAAAAAPPPPP*
I-I’m gonna be sick again... peter please let m-
Mmmhmm yeah potty eat that shit! God I feel like when I met tom cruise that one time at the wheat convention! Oh FUCK here comes the motherlode!
*you can smell the rancid, rotting shit well before it even pokes its vile head from peters stretched hole, the godless log slowly pushes apart peters elastic pucker as if descends into the mouth of dear pottyhorse, it’s abhorrent, filthy smell choking the air, as the worm laden horror slips over his teeth*
gurgle- choke- gurgle- ack- p-Pete-
*BRRRRAPPOOOOO PPPLPDPDPDPDDPTNRBTNBTBRBRBBRBR BRRRp*
*Pottyhorse looks near death as he chews and swallows the log, as more vile fumes and particles collide with his face, he swallows every chunk, his face pale and his eyes blurred*
Wheeze, cough... p- please... let me go... I... don’t want to die like this.... please
*peter lowers his behemoth rump, the flesh flowing into every mold of pottyhorse's face like a downpour, enveloping his every sense*
Time for desert horsey
The toxic cloud pierces pottyhorse's nervous system to the core, and he slowly suffocates on peters fart, losing consciousness only to wake up at the same time, same place tomorrow*