Garfield stretches out in his tiny box and slowly gets out of it. He's a lazy fuck so I mean, why would he want to get up? Garfield never hardly moves his literal fat ass. Though, the doorbell rang, and his owner, Jon-Tron, was out at the time. Gar walks to the door and opens it slowly, poking his fat head out of it. There stood before him, the shitter titter himself, Steve Harwell. Gar shuddered in excitement, steve was his long time super secret crush, and ever since "All-Star" was released and when he heard it on Shrek, he coulnd't help but fall in love.

"Steve Harwell? What are you doing here?" Garfield asked him and Steve stared down at him. Although, Steve was also heavy and coulnd't see the fat as fuck cat, so he knelt down and petted the cat's head.

"There's so much to do, and so much to see here." Steve stared into the cat's eyes and then leans in closer, pressing his lips onto the cat's. Garfield blushes madly like the colour of the lasagna that he ate 5 minutes ago. They break the kiss and Steve whispers sensually in his ear, "You wanna take the backseat?" Gar dragged Steve into the house, slamming the door behind them and pushing him to the ground. Gar turns into a big bara humanoid cat and rips off all of Steve's clothing, revealing his cock, which looked like a hotdog with lasagna on it. It was purrfect for Garfield.

"G-Garfield, what are we going to do on the floor?" Steve asked in an innocent tone. Garfield leaned down, pressing his muscular six pack dick against his resting asshole on the floor and whispers in Steve's ear.

"Im gonna make a lasaga in you." And with those words, Gar flipped Steve over and shoved his humongus cuck into Steve, making him scream the lyrics to "All Star"
"Hey now STEVE. You're an ALLSTAR" Garfield grunted with each thrust he made against Steve's howling asshole. Soon after rehearsing the lyrics to the song, they both made sweet suculent lasagna and the cummies were grand. They fucked. Fuck you. The end 3