SpongeBob hung on tightly as the rocket began to make it back to Earth. He saw his familiar blue planet not incredibly far away. Home. However, SpongeBob was no rocket scientist, and he didn’t know how to land the thing, so as it plunged into the ocean, his land wasn’t exactly the safest imaginable, but alas. He crashed back in the familiar town of Bikini Bottom.

SpongeBob pushed around the rubble of the spacecraft, looking for the Golden Dildo, only to see it glowing in the distance. Without hesitation, SpongeBob ran up to it, and grabbed it. Wishing to have sex once again, he started sprinting towards Squidward’s house.

SpongeBob ran so fast, his pants fell off as he ran through town. Everybody saw him, parents covered their childrens’ eyes, police ran after him, but SpongeBob was persistent. Finally, he was back at Conch Drive, as he ran inside of Squidward’s old Easter Island Head home. SpongeBob didn’t visit often, but he knew exactly where Squidward was. He had committed it to his heart. He opened up the door to Squidward’s room, Golden Dildo at hand.

“It won’t be long now, buddy,” SpongeBob said as he forced the Golden Dildo up Squidward’s ass.

Suddenly, Squidward’s body started shaking. Squidward started levitating, as he begun to let out an intense glow. Between two of his tentacles, another thing that seemed to be a tentacle grew, but it was much, much longer. His eyes opened. Squidward’s body lowered to the ground.

“Squidward! You’ve returned!” SpongeBob cheered, glad to see the sight of his old friend in front of him.

“I guess you could say I came back,” Squidward seductively replied. He whipped out his newly-grown 46-inch long penis, and he and SpongeBob started fucking rapidly.

“This is great!” SpongeBob excitedly said. “We can be fuckbuddies once again!”

Squidward, although happy, saw Patrick lying dead on his floor. “What should we do about him?”

SpongeBob thought for a moment. “I kinda want to just be with you, Squiddy o’ pal. Maybe we can revive him tomorrow.”

Squidward was still worried. He wasn’t sure where to keep the Golden Dildo. Most of his room was covered in cum, and he didn’t want to get it all sticky.

“I think we should leave this with someone we trust,” Squidward said. “They should keep it while we rest at night, so no one could come in and steal it.”

“I like the way you think, Squidward!” SpongeBob said. “Mr. Krabs would be excellent with handling it!”

SpongeBob and Squidward walked out to Mr. Krabs’s house. They opened the door, and walked up to Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs was surprised to see Squidward alive.

“Where did you come from? I thought you were fucked to death!” Mr. Krabs said in suspicion.

“I was, but my best pal SpongeBob here was able to bring me back to life!” Squidward gladly explained.

“B-but how?”

“We used this!” SpongeBob said as he got out the Golden Dildo.

SpongeBob gave the Golden Dildo to Mr. Krabs.

“Make sure you don’t lose this, okay?” SpongeBob said.

“Don’t worry, why would I give up something this golden?” Mr. Krabs assured.

SpongeBob and Squidward knew the Golden Dildo was in good hands, so they walked back home. Although they were planning to sleep that night, they couldn’t stop themselves from fucking all night long, even though Patrick’s dead corpse laid on the ground next to the bed.

The next morning, SpongeBob and Squidward walked back to Mr. Krabs’s house, as they caught him pounding his meat with his big meaty claws.

“It’s nice to see you this morning, but we’re only here for one thing,” SpongeBob said.

“Heh… what would that be?” Mr. Krabs asked as he awkwardly shuffled his feet around.

“We want the Golden Dildo,” SpongeBob said, as he let out his hands.

Mr. Krabs let out a sigh, since he had to admit to the truth.

“I sold it to some guy from Atlantis.”