I had a this dream (again)

Okay,
So I'm sitting on this beach in Paradise with Scumbag, who is wearing a Strawberry Shortcake costume and flicking Chuck E. Cheese tokens off of my forehead - when one in-particular token had caught my eye as it disappeared down into my cleavage.

I go to fish the token out from my bra, when I notice that my top is filled to the top with banana pudding. After some effort, I retrieved the token and sucking it clean of any remaining pudding - but found that I could not understand what it said. So I handed it off to Scumbag (who is putting on his lip liner). He reads it to me in Bosnian "VIP pass to Spacklerfest..." He says "Good for one Admittance."

"Wow." I plumed. I was very thrilled! I could feel my nipples get harder and harder by the second... But it wasn't because of the special token, it was because of the pain in Scumbags eyes as he realized He'd have to stay and I would be going to the party.

But just then...

Jesus Christ shows up, covered in "bling". He seems extremely mellow for a Monday, perhaps it was the fact that he had his finger up his ass. I took the token back from Strawberry Scumbag and show it to Jesus Christ. JC pulls his finger out for a moment and shakes it at Scumbag.

"You need to be here to feed the baby! But no worries." Jesus returned his finger to his ass as he spoke - prodding and jabbing "You will be compensated." Out from his ass, Jesus Christ pulls 5 shit covered e-tabs and sticks them to Scumbags forehead.

"Gad Dammit Jesus Christ." Scumbag is still speaking Bosnian.

Jesus pulls out his wallet. It is plastic, brown, and woven with yellow yarn. On it, it reads 'You are my sunshine... cunt.' "Okay, how about those and another $20... It's all I got."

So, throughout this conversation I'm busy smearing banana pudding all over my body; thinking that's the perfect thing to wear to the VIP room at Spacklerfest. But Jesus looks over and notices what I'm doing, and decides He wants to lick the pudding off the bottom of my feet.

I protest because that's where it feels best.

Scumbag is hurt, because now he is breastfeeding... And his milk has not "come in" yet. Scumbag makes it known he only eats banana pudding with Asian hookers.

In a fit of fury Jesus Christ calls for his father, God. In no time God shows up with a carton of Sunny Delight and a donut. I scream in a fit of horror because God is Calzone and Calzone-God looks at me like I'm top sirloin (slathered in banana pudding).

I start to run as God/Calzone reaches for me; but I trip over Shane and Psycho Baby, busting my ass on the sand. Shane starts to cry, Psycho Baby begins to curse and spit fishing hooks at me. Immobile and ultimately threatened; I reach for a coconut and use my arms to shield myself from the fishing hook fury.

Suddenly there was this huge flash of light and the sky strobed a bright pink color. Calzone-God retracted in horror and the Scumbag/Psycho Baby breast-feeding-fish-hook-fury dou ceased and went back to their nourishing.

Once the smoke from the blast subsided, there stood Shawn - the great warrior. He held a toy Ray gun covered in pig flesh and his cock hung out from the bottom of his plastic power ranger armor. Immediately, the fishing hooks that were stuck in my pudding gravitated toward his cock like paper clips to a magnetic paper weight; and I was free to move to safety.

Shawn spoke with a stutter "S-s-s-st... S-s-s-sss-t Sta Sta Sta.... S-stay away from M-M-M-mm-mm-m-m-m my siss my siiiiss.... s-s-s-...s-s-s..."

"Enough Dilly. God-Calzone crossed his arms "Take it easy on the flim flam totes. You're getting all bound up in the round up about this shizzim. I'm just going for cupcakes."

"Shazam!" An all too familiar voice boasted from beneath the ocean; and up from the murky depths raised this fish-like thing with a HUGE vagina for a face. I squinted against the bright sun and harsh reflection off of the water, only to find out it was, indeed, Bostick. "Shit face. You have to kill the girl!"

I was petrified. That vagina fish that looked like Bostick had a huge staff with staph. Anybody that's had a staph infection knows that shits hard to shed... and then, how would I be able to go to Spacklerfest?!?!? Though Jesus Christ and Shane seemed fairly laid back (and possibly entertained); JC with his finger lodged complacently in his ass, and Scumbag perched on a sandy hill, breastfeeding psycho baby... Only now he had big, beautiful, voluptuous tits. I wanted to suck one, at least pinch a nipple.

Plastic Power Ranger cock magnet Shawn began to bicker with vagina face fish - like a couple of old ladies. As they ranted, Mesh popped out of the underbrush... Took one look at their outfits... shook his head... and crawled back into the jungle.

After seeing this, I decided that while everyone was distracted with bullshit, I could sneak out through the bushes unnoticed too. So, I ducked out... Fighting through the thick jungle brush with my strap-on ...on.

"Where do you think you're goin....cutie?" I froze. The voice didn't sound familiar, in fact, it was foreign, but it was female. And after that question came a giggle... But an echoed giggle. And before me appeared two beautiful maidens in white gauze gowns; Valyna and Huneeb. They were entangled in each others dresses - almost like conjoined Siamese twins. My strap-on began to grow. The girls continued to giggle at me.

Before long I had them both on the mossy grass of the jungle beach in our own little naughty lipstick lesbian-like world; and was pleasuring them both better than any (almost any) man could. In the distant background of our eroticism you could barely make out the sounds of lasers blasting and shards of lightning from the staph staff being exchanged. Apparently God-Calzone must have been hit because it began to rain.

Wet, horny, and totally into each other; we girls lapped at the banana pudding and giggled profusely at our agenda. And then I brought them to climax, and as they did so together, it created a sound unlike any I've heard before - and out from the trees popped Tumbleweed on a rhino.

The Valyna and Huneeb nymphs scurried to Tumbleweeds side. Weeds flowing red hair wrapped the girls securely - like a blanket. I sat mesmerized at her rhino... It was fucking huge! Tumbleweeds hair lifted the girls to safety, behind her on the rhino, as she chanted her words to me.
"I don't think you paid for that."

And then the three rode away.

I cried for a moment.

Looked at my token.

Rubbed it.

*to be continued