Lord Æthelstan's Booby Pisser

CURRENT WORLD RECORD HOLDER	Boobies Peed On	Secret Room Found
✨1. Nico 🚀✨ 2. Kazuma 3. Lord Æthelstan 4. Kazuma 5.  Creach 6. Lord Æthelstan 7. Kazuma	256 241 201 151 141 116 114	No No No No No No No

Submit a screenshot of your end screen to become a World Record Holder if you can beat the top score above. 

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Ever been caught with your pants down? Now imagine you’re a flying pork unit in space getting attacked on all sides by piss hurling double dick cannons, rabid space hounds with a thirst for pee pee, and Australian in-bred Chad factions, all trying to keep you from your deepest desires.

Your name is Captain SGT Billy B Boner. You lost your body years ago in the great Shmeat wars to your arch nemesis; the Asstralian Dicktator Prince Albert Everhard. But thanks to future tech you’re able to live through your most vital organ; that 9 inch 50 caliber cold steel hog rocket you call a cock of yours. Guess we didn’t need that senseless brain after all.

Your home planet was destroyed in the war due to Prince Everhard’s colossal cumshot artillery. You escaped, but at the cost of your planet, family, and body. Living in space as a rogue piss monger ain’t easy. You’re just trying to make your way through this universe, hoping to find some pleasure in the little things. After losing everything you once loved,  seeing the horrors of war and falling into the pitfalls of PPSD, your thirst for the smut and fringe lewd sex acts are about the only thing that brings you joy anymore. All you care about now is drenching jiggly space mugs with your golden immorality. Not everyone can make real pee anymore due to so many people opting for cybernetic implants, so your piss has become a delicacy, and boobies from all over the galaxy are requesting your steaming hot pee pee dump. Your heat seeking moisture missile will stop at nothing until you have covered enough tits in this galaxy, big and small, for two lifetimes. But your pee pee fame comes with a price. It has brought a bounty on your head at the hands of Prince Everhard. He knows you’re still alive sending waves of piss upon the  mammies of every solar system in a 2 light year radius. You have a feeling he’s been tracking you, so it’s best to lay low. But after a few weeks of hiding out and not unloading a single drop of your velvety pee pee, you decide to go searching for trouble. You’ve heard from a local booby bandit about a new conglomerate of tatty bo jangles in the outer reach of YTC-3. There might be some nice milk floating around but the prickle in your pickle tells you there might be something more sinister around those parts. Your urge to piss gets the best of you and once you get to YTC-3 you realize that tingle in your shaft ain’t just the blood rising, cowboy, IT’S A TRAP! Asstralian Dicktator Prince Albert Everhard ambushed you, and his space fleet of double trouble cock rockets, piss lapping space hounds, and backwards hat wearing Chad-Bots are cuming in hot. Are you prepared to throw your dagger dick into danger once again in order to shoot 98 degree liquid justice into the galaxy, or will you go limp and cower away into the shadows of the Chad army. Your only goal is to saturate those boobies, soldier.  Stay alive, and Stay hard, baby.

PS don’t touch the boobies directly with your unit, or you you will pre-cum and die