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Paris, France 1870

The Viscomte De Shagme, was a civilised man, a cultured man with a fondness for the arts, but was careless with his pocketbook. After a meeting with his man of business he discovered that he was without funds. He had been a mad sexually over active buyer of sex toys and male prostitutes. He collected the last of his belongings and left his ancestral home with only a bag filled with sex toys, among them was a jar of population paste, a dildo which he kept in his trousers always, a leather whip and food colouring. He decided to join the bohemian quarter in Paris, where his homosexuality would go unnoticed.

He sighed as he left the house and put the key under the mat for his prostitute slaves to find. On the long walk to the city he got his dildo out of his trousers and played with it, to while away the long hours of the walk. He was sexually excited as he arrived in the city, seeing a Starbucks situated in a pleasant courtyard he took out his last few francs and sat at a table and ordered a skinny blueberry muffin and a skinny decaf latte as he wanted to keep his figure for his new station in life. He had decided to become a courtesan for the patrons of the opera populaire. He was surprised as his mobile phone rang; he hadn’t even started putting up the fliers he had made himself with a printing kit and some population paste. He checked his handbag to find they had all fallen out on his journey into Paris.

“Hello?” he asked.

“Hello we are the owners of the opera populaire and we want to get laid tonight as a celebration of our love. Are you pretty and have girly hair?” asked Andre.

“I can be what ever you want me to be,” drawled ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen.

“Come to the opera populaire I am very sexually excited and your voice arouses me, let me put Firman on the phone so he can be aroused by you too,”

“Hey that will cost extra,” said ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen.

“We will do anything,” groaned Andre and Firman as they had a surgical urge in their groins and touched each other in an intimate way.

“What time?” asked ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen.

“Now!” they cried, as they sprayed population paste all over each again.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Christine lay back against the silken sheets as the phantom of the opera pounded her pussy forcefully with his huge cock.

“Sing for me, my angel of music, help me make the music of the night,”

She wrapped her legs around him and screamed, pulling a sex face, it looked strange to the phantom of the opera and made him feel like a circus freak, he wanted to kill her, but instead shagged her harder until she came and he filled her with his population paste, his face got so wet from sexual sweat that his mask fell off his face, this excited Christine so much that she had multiple orgasms.

“Curse you, damn you, you little lyin…”

“For fucks sake stop singing already then I wouldn’t have to keep faking my orgasms all the time,”

The phantom of the opera got up from the bed and adjusted his cape before leaving the sewer and getting a cigarette. “I am going outside for a fag,”

She sat and watched him leave, wearing nothing but his black cloak, it was only too late when she noticed he forgotten to put his mask back on, it was still stuck to her heaving breasts from their sex marathon.

“Erik,” she called out, holding the sweaty mask in her hands.

The phantom of the opera stood outside the opera populaire in the early morning cold, his cape flapped in the breeze, exposing his loins to the elements. He noticed a strange she-man watching him with interest from across the street in the local Starbucks. The Phantom of the opera noticed the strange person coming towards him, with a strange look on his face, it made him feel like a circus freak again, he opened his cape to take out his huge knife only to find his cock. He tried to get a hard on before the man reached him, so he could stab him with his mighty weapon. The young man was so ugly that he found he could not.

Christine appeared at his side, only her meat curtains covered by his white mask. The viscomte was broken hearted to see that the phantom of the opera already had a sexual partner.

He cried randomly and walked into the opera populaire for his date with the owners.

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“Dear Firman just a brief reminder, our prostitute has not been paid,”

“Dear Andre he has no penis, he’s a funny kind of person to expect a large retainer,”

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen looked at them in shame, as they pleasured each other in front of him. His first time as a male prostitute had gone horribly wrong when they had been unable to locate his dick. On his way out of the opera house he was set upon by two female suitors, Meg Giry and her mother, whom burned with lust for his girly features. They pinned him to the stage of the opera house while everyone else continued to rehearse around them. Carlotta watched with interest as they took a scalpel and tore a hole in the only pair of trousers he had left. They cried randomly as they found there was nothing there. They set him free and tied Piangi to the stage instead, mounting his meaty body. Carlotta was so aroused that she tore off her clothes and joined in.

Andre and Firman clapped loudly with sexual pleasure and delight. “See Andre that’s what the audience wants,” said Firman.

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag cried once more as he felt his life was over. He looked in his bag for the only things he still had left, his jar of population paste and food colouring. He had left his whip and dildo behind at the opera populaire, in fear for his life he dared not return to retrieve them.

A window opened above his head, as someone poured out the contents of their chamber pot into the street, covering him in a golden shower of urine. A piece of random newspaper fluttered down from the piss pot and stuck to his face. He pulled it off and read it with interest. The phantom of the opera and Christine Daae, the opera hoe, require an interior decorator

A light bulb that hadn’t even been invented in those days went off over his head. This was also crawling with pubic lice. He could feel their pincers and he shaved his hair off in the street, with his electric razor and used super glue to stick them on his pubic area where they belonged. He took the huge wig he had stolen from Carlotta and placed it on his now shaven head.

He read the address for the job and realised he had to return to the opera populaire once more. So he sat in the street and wanked off his tiny dick for several days before a jar was half full of population paste. He then got out his food colouring and mixed it together and added urine from a passing dog that had just pissed all over him. After shaking it vigorously for ten minutes he crept back into the opera house. He remembered to raise his hand to the level of his eyes even though he didn’t remember why he had to do that.

He fell down a trap door on the way and fell in some water, for which he was grateful for as he hadn’t had a bath in ages. He got a little worried he found a big iron grate was descending on him. He quickly got out of the water annoyed that his bath was cut short.

He finally came all over the door to their underground home…he pressed the doorbell and waited. The Phantom of the opera pulled his big cock out of Christine, in outrage as he got up naked from the bed and went to answer the doorbell, naked.

He flung the door open wide, Raoul was momentarily in a trance at the site of the phantom of the operas aroused penis. The phantom noticed that the stranger was looking at him strangely and making him feel like a circus freak, so the phantom of the opera attempted to stab him with his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock.

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen, was so sexually aroused by it that his miniature, tiny, microscopic, minute, mini, petite, diminutive, wee, minuscule, infinitesimal, insignificant, unimportant, irrelevant, of no consequence, not worth mentioning cock became hard. “I have come about a job monsieur phantom of the opera,”

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen started taking off his clothes and took out a jar of his home grown population paste paint and handed it to the phantom of the opera. The phantom of the opera looked at Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen strangely and made Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen feel like a circus freak, something that Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen found deeply erotic.

“Come in while I finish what I was doing before you arrived,”

“Sweet sexy phantom of the opera,” sighed Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen in sexual pleasure, as he watched his naked ass move in the breeze, a strong foggy windy mist enveloped them.

They entered the sexual catacombs, Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen felt physically attracted to the phantom of the operas horse, which was tethered nearby. The phantom of the opera returned to the bed and Christine, whom had been waiting patiently, idly playing with her meat curtains. The phantom of the opera slapped her hands away and began pounding into her once more with his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock.

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen sat on a chair and watched them with interest, secretly wishing that he were Christine at that moment. The phantom of the opera opened his mouth to speak, while thrusting into Christine with his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock.

“So what makes you feel, ugh oh yeah…sorry what makes you think you are suited to this job?” asked the Phantom of the opera.

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen was too busy touching his miniature, tiny, microscopic, minute, mini, petite, diminutive, wee, minuscule, infinitesimal, insignificant, unimportant, irrelevant, of no consequence, not worth mentioning cock in an intimate way, to listen.

“Stop looking at me in that strange way, you are making me feel like a circus…oh God yeah I am cumming baby Christine, opera hoe,” groaned the phantom of the opera as his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock filled her with his population paste.

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen looked in jealous envy at the copious amounts of population paste that the phantom of the opera produced.

“Please repeat the question my sex maestro” groaned Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen in sexually arousing intimate coitus excitement whilst squeezing out his minute drop of sperm collecting it with his little finger then placing it with tender love and care in his population paste paint mixture.

“You have got the job,” said the phantom of the opera, not caring what job it was.

The phantom of the opera pulled out of Christine and lay on the bed and lit up post coital cigarette. Christine got tired of all the rampant sex and decided to get dressed and go shopping at Tescos superstore, for some more sex toys, not knowing that they were sold out due to ugly the transvestite drag queen’s purchasing the last of their stock only the other day for his homosexual love slaves.

*********ugly Raoul’s the transvestite drag queens flashback*************

Tesco’s

“I am sorry sir we just don’t have any more sex toys, you took the last of our stock on your previous visit five minutes ago,”

*************end of flash back****************

Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen thought back after using his telepathic abilities on Christine to read her mind. He smiled whilst getting a sexual erection in his now visible briefs at the thought of having the phantom of the opera alone this was his chance to seduce him. Christine left the sewer. The phantom of the opera saw Christine leaving, but thought nothing of it at the time.

The phantom of the opera lay back on the bed sheets that were stiff with dried population paste, and took a drag of his cigarette, noticing that ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen was sitting on the stool and regarding him strangely this made him feel like a circus freak he was about to stab ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen with his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock when suddenly he noticed a dark stranger lurking in the shadows he thought nothing of it. His passionate plea to murder ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen had sadly passed; he opened his mouth and produced sound.

“Get started with your job then let’s see how experienced you are, I hate to cut the fun short, but the joke’s wearing thin, let your job begin,” Said the phantom of the opera in frustration.

ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen pulled out his manky clothes and began to stick them on the walls as an understudy for wallpaper he used his miniature, tiny, microscopic, minute, mini, petite, diminutive, wee, minuscule, infinitesimal, insignificant, unimportant, irrelevant, of no consequence, not worth mentioning cock as a paint brush to cover the walls with his population paste paint mixture. It took several weeks before he had finished pasting his shirt to the wall. He stood back and admired his work, the phantom of the opera noticed Christine’s prolonged absence, during this time, but thought nothing of it.

She returned five months pregnant with the phantom of the operas baby, having taken so long as she had waited for the new stock of sex toys to arrive by ship from China.

The phantom of the opera noticed she was pregnant, but at the time thought nothing of it, he laid her on the bed and immediately started pounding his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock into her. Four months later ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen had finally finished the job, disturbing their sexual intercourse when Christine began to give birth to their baby and they begun to have sex again. The phantom of the opera had noticed that Christine the opera hoe was in labour, but at the time he had thought nothing of it and had continued to make love to her.

Finally, sated the phantom of the opera got up from the bed and noticed that ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen had gone, leaving only a red rose tied with a black ribbon, and a piece of parchment crafted with the remainder of his population paint and his thong.

The phantom of the opera opened his mouth and began to read…

In the words of that famous nineteenth century actor Arnold Schwarzenegger “I’ll be back” love hugs and population paste…Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen

He ripped up the note and thought nothing of it at the time. He returned to his in labour lover he tried to straddle her but when he attempted to enter her with his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock but failed as something was blocking his entry.

“Get off” yelled Christine in sexual frustration

“I’m already off baby” He groaned in sexual awe

Christine the opera hoe shoved him off and widened her legs revealing a babies head forcing out of her meat curtains The phantom of the opera thought nothing of at the time and was too busy having an erection suddenly he was covered in Christine the opera hoes blood and mucus mixture
Because she had just given birth.

Mean while the now naked Ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen wandered the streets randomly wearing nothing but Carlotta’s piked opera wig
Startled with sexual excitement he noticed a poster for Celine Dion who would soon be performing at the opera populaire this made him think of an idea to seduce the phantom of the opera for his homosexual fantasies.

He meandered the streets searching for a pawn brokers store for a Casio, he planned to exchange Carlotta’s piked opera wig in exchange for the Casio he lucked upon his destination in the dark shadows of Paris’s Chinese brothel he smiled randomly in sexual excitement as a little old Chinese man knocked him out by throwing his old unwanted Casio at him and ran off with his only possession Carlotta’s piked opera wig. He awoke six seconds later and noticed his beloved piked opera wig was missing he felt his bare shaven naked in the nude head and felt a Casio in its place this made him have an instant erection.

He continued to sit in the street and switched on the Casio, rubbing it against his groin in anticipation. He inserted his miniature, tiny, microscopic, minute, mini, petite, diminutive, wee, minuscule, infinitesimal, insignificant, unimportant, irrelevant, of no consequence, not worth mentioning cock into one of the screw holes and pleasure himself as he wrote a poignant love song for the phantom of the opera.

I’m queer, there’s nothing to fear, and I know that your cock will go on,
Near far, or if I wear a bra, I know that your cock will go on…
Once more, you open your cape and you’re here in my hole and your cock will go on and on..

He jogged in slow motion toward the opera house whilst holding his groin and his Casio in the same hand because he only occupied his little finger
To masturbate he burst through the opera house doors naked still clutching his groin and Casio and ran to the underground catacombs passing Ludo’ Hoggle and The Goblin king From the crash movie Labyrinth starring no one famous were masturbating whilst glancing at a photo of Sarah’s Father He thought nothing of it and continued downwards on his sexual journey of discovery of the phantom of the operas dark despair and the prisons of the phantom of the operas mind he was sexually aroused by the phantom of the operas essence.

Meanwhile the phantom of the opera was touching his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock while reading a playboy magazine, Christine had left him in charge of babysitting while she went to tesco’s to buy some new baby toys, the phantom of the opera noticed that the baby had crawled out of the crib and swam away earlier, but had thought nothing of it, as he had often done it in his former days as a circus freak.

The doors burst open to reveal, ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen, clutching a sweaty Casio and his groin in the same hand. He threw the magazine to the floor in a fit of rage and his cock dripping all over the floor from unshed passion Raoul was suddenly aroused and switched his Casio in excitement and opened his mouth and began to speak in a musical way.

I’m queer, there’s nothing to fear, and I know that your cock will go on,
Near far, or if I wear a bra, I know that your cock will go on…
Once more, you open your cape and you’re here in my hole and your cock will go on and on..

Suddenly the stranger which they had noticed a few months earlier lurking in the shadows the strange yet familiar stranger stepped out of the shadows after several months of spying on them with interest he revealed his face by removing one of the phantoms kinky black leather masks to reveal Simon Cowell he opened his mouth and began to speak.

“looks, personality, talent no you’re manhood is non existent you are the worst possible kind of contestant ever and as for you the talent less mask wearer what kind of stage name is the phantom of the opera?” Simon Cowell insulted them both with constructive criticisms then glanced at them both strangely

This aroused ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen but made the phantom sick with rage as it reminded him of his days as a circus freak and made him feel like one he pulled out his large oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock and attempted to stab the pop idol judge.

Suddenly Christine burst through the door and dropped the babies toys into the fetid sewer which their baby had previously swam away in at the sight of ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen in the nude and the phantom of the operas oversized, elephantine, gargantuan, huge, mammoth, vast, massive, colossal, immense, giant, enormous, wide, spacious, broad, roomy, thick, extensive, ample, plentiful, abundant cock probing Simon Cowell she screamed and decided to leave her perverted lover for Simon Cowell who she immediately felt a lust in her loins for she grabbed Simons masculine chest and they ran off into the boat.

“Looks, personality, Talent yes” judged Simon before snogging Christine

In a fit of depression of his lost love and child he almost decides to resort to shagging ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen he approached ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen with homosexual desire ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen was sexually aroused finally his dream would come true after grabbing ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen and thrusting his tongue down his throat the phantom of the opera noticed ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queens miniature, tiny, microscopic, minute, mini, petite, diminutive, wee, minuscule, infinitesimal, insignificant, unimportant, irrelevant, of no consequence, not worth mentioning cock he realised even ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen could not fulfil his sexual needs.

“Wait here my love bunny” The phantom of the opera lied whilst retrieving his sub machine gun from his old love making room called a bed room.

He randomly loaded his sub machine gun and ran into the room which ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen had decorated for him with his home made products He shot ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen. He fell into the sewer water dead, where the phantom of the opera’s baby devoured him and swam away to the open sea. After the phantom of the opera’s surreal experience, he looked around his home for the first time and noticed that the décor by ugly Raoul the transvestite drag queen looked strange and reminded him of his old cage, back in the days when he was a circus sideshow freak. He returned to his old love making room called a bedroom and retrieved a rocket launcher and fired it at the ceiling, causing it to collapse, he was killed instantly and this was the end of the devil’s child forever.

Years later on an archaeological dig they found a skeleton beneath the rubble clutching a sack with twisted sack ears, nearby lay another insignificant skeleton still holding a Casio, playing a haunting melody.

THE END
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