super hot and awesome and segsy story about u and the beloved burga on the chair
yes he may be on da chair fo today but tonight he will be on smth else ;)
credits to knaye for inspiring me to live another day and create this masterpiece
after a long day at school, you kick off your shoes and drop your bag at the kitchen table, where ur disgusting and not segsy mother is cooking you and your families lunch. she tries to greet you and ask about your day but that peasant isnt worth your time so u throw her mothers ashes on the floor and make your way to your bedroom.
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without hesitation you jump onto your bed and sigh, your so tired and all that stress from school is gave you a headache. you pull out your phone and just lay in your bed. after a while of laying there, you finally hear your mum stop crying and call you for your lunch. you drop a anvil down your staircase onto her and angrily walk back into your room, where you start to smell a delicious and warm smell, almost like walking into your favourite 5 star restaurant. you have never felt something so good in your life, 'what could smell so hot and segsy and yummy?' you think to yourself. your desk chair slowly turns towards you, showing the burga on da chair sitting and glancing up at you. 'ive been waiting for you, y/n', he says with a wink and a mesmerising smirk.
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'b-b-burga on da chair?' you say with drool. you gasp and you drop your phone on the ground. his segsy eyes make you blush. you giggle and say 'w-what are you doing in my room burga on da chair?'. your already so honry from seeing the lettuce peek out from his toasted buns. 'ive been meaning to see you y/n, theres some things i would like to discuss with you.' he replies, biting his lip
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he stands up off the chair to reveal his 293847563829013874 metre shlong. you moan and run to lock your door but he already beat you to it. he pushes you against the door and corners you in with his mighty and powerful mayonaise hands. you roll your eyes back into your head as he begins slap cheese all down your body, making you one with da burga. he grabs you by the hair and throws you on the bed and makes you put on a knaye t shirt. 'i think you would pull it off perfectly because its so segsy and hot and sesgy and awesome' he mumbles while looking you up and down.
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he groans once you have the shirt on and goes down on you, his 746543723465473 metre horse cock does wonders. you feel the tomato rub against the fabric of the knaye shirt. your bed is full of burga crumbs and you begin to cry because of how big his pp really is. he asks 'whats wrong y/n? are you not enjoying my coochie destroyer 9000?' 'no its just so powerful burga on da bed, how do you keep it going?' you reply. 'well theres something i havent told you' he says nervously. before you can ask he drowns u in his special sauce and you moan so loudly even your paralysed mum can hear from downstairs.
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as you finish organisming, he looks you in the eyes with a serious look. you realise that was the end of the romance 'w-what is it burga?' you ask sadly. 'the reason i can handle my massive amazing 574834875 metre pernius is because, y/n, im a virgin. and when i have the sexual intercourse i die.' he responds as he sheds a tear. 'WHAT!' you cry. no way this is happening. he used his one time to do the segs on you. you are so flattered yet so heart broken. 'i really loved you, burga on da bed.' you weep.
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'i love you too y/n, and i always will. dont forget that.' he sighs. burga wipes a tear and caresses your cheek. you smile as hot and segsy body is still over you. he gets off top of you and slides his shlong back into his bottom layer of lettuce. you sob as you both lay side by side. you turn your heads to look at eachother, shoulders still touching. while still in tears, you say 'i will forever miss you and ill never forget this burga. i will truly never get over you.' he sits up with his back towards you still on the mattress. burga's head turns towards you and he runs his mayonaise fingers through your hair, leaving it full of sauce.
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you see the life about to leave his eyes as he trembles to the ground. all of his burga parts begin to fall out. he grabs your hand and says ' goodbye, it is my time. thank you for letting me spill my special sauce. you burst out in tears one last time and cry 'you are my one true love burga, please.' then you realise those were your last words to him because before you knew it, burga had passed. you lay there next to his lifeless body and wonder. now your life finally has purpose.
