Mike Turansky or is it Turanski
21/03/2003
During the evening of 18th may 2003 at about 6.47pm, mike turianski arrived home. he removed the squirrels from his jacket and sat in the hall, next to gwenith his pet poodle.
While he was sat in the hall his buttocks gradually returned to their relaxed state. the wombles that had been flagelating his buttocks for most the afternoon had not been particulalry harsh on this occasion, so they were less tense than normal for a sunday afternoon.
When he was suitably happy with the state of muscle tension in his buttocks, mike loosened his belt, dropped his g-string, squatted and presented his naked backside to gwenith. Without any prompting, the dog got up on all fours and bit into mikes left buttock. The dog chewed off a reasonable chunk of the buttock and continued to masticulate while mike squatted, no obvious change in emotion on his face. After chewing 3 or 4 times the dog swallowed, bit off another chunk from the left buttock and chewed on it. Gwenith continued to eat mike's bum until about 6.56pm, by which time parts of mikes pelvis were visible and she had chewed down to the top of his thighs.
And without any signal Gwenith stopped and sat back on her hind legs. Mike turned round and patted Gwenith affectionately on the head and said, "Good girl".
Mike then completely declothed, walked further down the hall and descended into the basement.
Waiting for him in the basement was his minature pet godzilla, who was having an indoor barbeque with a couple of lizzards.
"Evening Mike", said the pet Godzilla.
"Evening" Mike replied.
"Nice day at the office?"
"Yeah, alright".
And without further conversation Mike turned his back to godzilla, bent down slightly and supporting his body with his hands on his upper legs presented his chewed off backside to Godzilla. Godzilla reached into his Miss Selfridges handback and his cupped hands emerged holding some wert putty-like substance. He rubbed the substance into the area where mike's buttocks previously occupied. Meanwhile about several lizzards flew into the room through special lizzard shaped holes in the basement walls. They glided towards mike and Godzilla, circled round and spat out a similar substance to the one Godzilla was handling on to mikes backside. The lizzards continued to flow out the walls and spit the putty stuff onto mikes arse for a couple of minutes. The lizzards then flew back into the holes.
A hatch opened in the basement ceiling and an inverted fox tied to a pole decended into the room. The fox appeared to be singing the song "mad world" written by tears for fears, recently covered by gary jules. The fox had a beautiful voice and it was very moving. The pole stopped as the fox became level with mikes putty filled arse, and as he continued to sing, the rough and wet putty moved and firmed into a pair of well shaped buttocks. By the time the fox had finished mad world, the arse looked pretty good and the fox ascended back up into the ceiling through the hatch.
Mike straightened his legs and stood up.
"Right then, I think it's time I hit the sack then" said Mike as he turned towards Godzilla.
"Okay, night then"
"yeah good night".
Mike then fell asleep, naked on the floor
