The more you plunge, the smaller the Creamsicle gets. The smaller it gets, the more the game's grip on reality loosens. Which may suggest that the boner food is laced with something? Whatever the case, it causes Left Backup Enrico's spine to rebel and start twitching like a demonically possessed Beyonce ...
... and the invisible stick up Right Backup Enrico's ass starts spinning him around like he's one of those mechanized lollipops, but minus the lolli and plus a man in underwear holding his dick as if the centrifugal force is threatening to make it fly off.
In the end, the game's madness catches up to it and everything melts, and the demons that have trapped the Enrico triplets in the eternal void of sucking expose themselves:
So ... we win, I guess?