skipper loves ken fan fiction
Sam unexpectedly acquired a dating simulation game named "The Female leads Truly Loves You". He was quickly captivated by the game, which featured numerous beautiful female leads. Crucially, it was a harem-style game where the mc could maintain romantic relationships with various female leads and engage in sexual relations with them. Just when Sam thought achieving sexual relationships with these female leads was the game's goal, the ending shocked him profoundly. When all the female leads discovered the male protagonist's love for multiple girls, they exhibited inexplicably insane behavior. True to the game's title, "The Female Leads Truly Loves You", each one wanted to possess the male lead exclusively. The crazed female leads resorted to extreme measures, killing the male protagonist. They dismembered his body and preserved it in formalin. They decapitated him and kept his head by their pillows to accompany them in sleep forever. They drained his blood to create a specimen, ensuring they could see their beloved male lead every morning. ... Realizing his fate would be death, Sam chose to avoid these female leads. However, they seemed to possess magical abilities, always finding him using various means. Fortunately, Sam had a system. By thoroughly conquering these female leads, he could avoid the deadly ending and even gain enhanced abilities.
Racist old woman: I'm gonna say the N Word! Private: That's racist! You can't say the N Word! Skipper: Mrs. Obama, I've done it. I've stopped racism! Mrs. Obama: Thank you Skipper. Now I am free to roam this Earth. Trump: Not if I have anything to say about it. And I do! I'm gonna say the N Word! Skipper: MRS OBAMA GET DOWN Trump: Niggaaa Skipper: Mrs. Obama, where are you? Are you okay? Trump: She is no longer with us, Skipper. And with her death, I am finally free to say the N Word whenever I want. Martin Luther King Jr.: Not if I have anything to say about it, Trump! And, I do! Prepare for my Civil Rights Beam! Trump: AAAAAAUG Trump: Skipper, my son, you wouldn't let me die, would you? Skipper: Shut up, cracker Trump: AAAAAAUG Skipper: Hey Kowalski, who's that guy in front of us rising out of the water? False Obama: It is I, Barack Obama! Kowalski: Mr. Obama, what are you doing here? False Obama: I have come to exact revenge on you penguins for allowing my wife to die at the hands of Donald Trump. Skipper: But Mr. Obama, we did everything we could! False Obama: I've already made up my mind. Skipper: Mr. Obama, don't do it! This won't bring Michelle back! False Obama: Niggaaa Penguins: AAAAAAUG Skipper: Skipper's Log, #32. Barack Obama has struck us out of the sky by saying the N Word. Kowalski: It just doesn't make sense, Skipper! Obama would never say the N Word! Skipper: I don't understand it either Kowalski. But some things you just gotta live with. Unless... Donald Trump! I shoulda known it was you! False Obama(Trump): Skipper, my son, I see you've discovered my master plan. Now that I've taken over Obama's body, I have full reign to say the N Word whenever and however I please. Skipper: So what you're saying is you're inside of another man? False Obama(Trump): Why, yes, I suppose you could say that. Skipper: But Mr. Trump, wouldn't that make you GAY? False Obama(Trump): No.. this can't be! Trump: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Skipper: Well boys, we did it. Racism is no more. Mr. Obama: Hello, Skipper. Skipper: Mr. Obama? What are you doing here? Mr. Obama: I came to thank you for your great service to this country. Skipper: No thanks necessary, Mr. Obama. Mr. Obama: As a token of my gratitude, I'd like to give you the N Word Pass. Skipper: Mr. Obama, it is an honor to call you my nigga. Mr. Obama: And as to you, old friend