My M8s

Bust a Tit

If I get kidnapped, imma bust a tit. I got kidnapped. I busted a tit. If I wasn't a rare purple werewolf, I would've died. That would've fucking sucked. They took me to their house. But there, the Graham's were waiting. We didn't say a thing. I just pulled my pants down. And that's when my dream came true. Ha. Came. Lol. Somehow, my body stretched wide enough to take all the dick. Graham's in the back and Kyle's in the front. It was a massive person sandwhich and I was the meat, well, they were the meat, but you know what I mean. They all just slid in there, one after the other. I actually think the black hole in my vagina opened up and stole parts of their souls, but whatever. I am the only person who would take these many dix without getting payd. It was p rad. I was so full all the time that I started vomiting up semen. It was the best moment of my life. I mean, I did cough up blood a little bit, but whatevs. Maybe they ruptured something, I did feel a dick year through my stomach lining, but it felt great. I started to remember how things were supposed to feel as a moon goddess. I couldn't really love someone before because I loved dix too much. I still do, tbh.
I climaxed so many times that rainbows started exploding from my tits. We went at it for 69 days and it was the time of my life. All of my frustration and anger came out. Ha. Get it? If you do, could you explain it to me? Yeet. Thanx. After the last day, my body ripped in half from all the dix. If I wasn't a rare purple wolf, I probs woulda died. But I didn't. Finally, someone spoke.
"Grahm, what are you doing here?" Kyle called as one of them pulled me into their arms and got out of the car. It was like a clown car. It fit like, seven Kyle's.
"Kyle, please. Don't complete m8ing ritual with her. I really love you!" Picograhm exclaimed and I whipped around to look at Kyle.
"The what?" I asked. We were t mates. I didn't bond us. This isn't meant to be.
"She's my m8, Grahm. I have to."
"Please, don't leave me. Don't leave this. I love you!" Grahm cried out as he fell to his knees in front of the Kyle that was holding me.
I may be a stupid protagonist with no meaning, but this was my meaning.
"No!" I cried and I got out of Kyle's arms.
"I'm supposed to be making people happy. Instead, I'm keeping two people who love each other apart. That's not what being a goddess is about."
"Kylie, don't do this, I love you!" Kyle protested and he reached out for me. I knew what I had to do. I was on my list. I bonded them together. Everything was quiet.
I turned to face Kyle. "Kyle?"
His arms slowly descended to his sides and he wouldn't look at me anymore.
"Kyle? Do you still love me?" I asked as I tucked my black and red and green hair behind my ear.
"Who are you?" Kyle asked and for me not loving him, it hurt like a bitch for him not to love me back. I guess it was possible for me to love someone. It didn't matter anymore.
"Kyle?" Grahm asked and Graham's and Kyle's came together. No really. They came all over each other. It was gross.
I guess I just hid my self hatred underneath immense stupidity and selfishness. I got one thing right tho. It didn't matter anyways. Why be a moon goddess if you can't even have love? I went back to the tree where I sucked Kyle's dick for the first time. Where I found love. I hung myself from the tree and because I wanted to die, I did. And I could've sworn I saw a rare purple wherewolf watching my last breath from deep within the forest. I closed my eyes.