Today you, crusted with spunk as you are, are going to
muster the ability to speak. As the
young man who owns you pulls you from his bedroom floor and makes to place you
upon his penis you’ll let loose a single plaintive protest:
“Noooooo…”
The young man will pause for a moment, shocked. Then he’ll throw you into the laundry hamper
and select another sock to place over his genitals while he savages
himself. You’ll be relieved, but don’t
rest too easy: your sentience relies on the very specific level of dirtiness
you possess at this moment, and once that balance is upset you’re going to go
back to just being another sock. And sooner or later that kid is going to put
his dick in you again.
Congratulations Semen Stained Sock!
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