I was only 12 years old I loved Berwald so much, I had all the merchandise and seasons of hetalia.
I pray to Meester Sweeden every night before bed thanking him for the life I've been given.
Berwald is love I say, Berwald is life
My dad overhears me and calls me a faggot otaku weeabo
I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for Berwald
I called him a cunt muffin
He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
Im crying now, and my face hurts
I lay in bed and its really cold
A warmth is moving towards me.
I feel something touch me
Its Meester Sweeden
I am so jubilant
He whispers in to ear "m' w'fe"
He grabs me with his powerful swede hands and puts me on my hands and knees
I'm ready
I spread my ass cheeks for Berwald
He penetrates my sensitive butthole
It hurts so much but I do it for Berwald
I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
I push against his force
I want to please Meester Sweeden
He mutters a mighty thickly accented roar as he fills my butt with his love
My dad walks in
Meester Sweeden looks him straight in the eye and his face grew intimidating and angry
Berwald leaves through my window and took all stole all our weed
Berwald is love, Berwald is life
