The Wacky Adventures of Harry the Homicidal Homeless Dude

His sister; she lives in a little house a few streets from here, she'd recently been supplying him with food and money, but he'd greedily devoured the food as quickly as he could, to leave room for the drugs which he'd stubbornly used with the cash she had generously given to him, which had taken huge amounts of work, putting her in the threatening position of living outside. She had needed that money, yet, you need it too...For stuff.


"What the hell are you doing in my house! Get OUT!" She cries, as with a new hunger, you rip off her clothing, and shove a cloth in her mouth to silence the yelling.

You notice her slender, curved body, and her crystal blue eyes, she's quite a few years younger than you, with her incredible looks, she'd score someone better, alot better than her own bum of a damn ugly brother. But you have needs too..You have needs...Desperate needs..

Perhaps some Gungan would be able to ease his nerves..But it's too late for that. He needs his sister. But he's finally got her! In his arms and up her ____!!




"According to you. That never happened." He whispers, zipping up his pants as he leaves the house