i want chik fil a to dick me down. i want a spicy chicken sandqich shoced in my urethra with a shoe. whenever i see the building, i just quiver all over and i question my sexuality along with my relationship with my loving boyfriedn.
it all started on a cold december evening, the snowfall very lgiht and nostalgic. i gazed up at the only restaraunt i could ever eat at.chik fil a. i spermed thinking od how badly i wanted the red roof top inserte into my anus. just as i was about to reach an epiphany, my boyfriend grsbbed me by the hand and lef me inside.
"beb i kno how u get w chik fil a but i rlly want sum rn but i dont want u to b horndog over it..."
i started crying, "u know it not my fault. if anything, u shoukd be more supportive of me bc i found happenis. also i hav a dik."
"what"
"im trans........................."
"oki luv u beb"
"ok luv u too"
we walkedi nto the resarudnrntwornt and i couldnt help but notice my feet sweating at the intimacy.
i was inside chik fil a.
im gona cry. we're moving so fast. but i want it. but i sont. im so conflivted. what if my bf finds out that id rather date chik fil a than him.
i started to cry.
bf said "hey stop here's a 10 pic\eice"
i took it and anal gingered fim.
"thank" i said/
he was a good bf after all. he bought me 10 pieces of chicken to rub against my ballsakc,.
the end
