Fuck. What's up, my hoes? I actually have no idea what fish souffle is so this is gonna be fun.
The fish souffle jingle jangled around on the counter, waiting for access to your butthole. You sat on it and let your asshole absorb the fishy goodness. You moaned like a crippled giraffe and started to foam at the mouth. After it reverse-digested, you spat it onto a platter and put some sprinkles and a dick candle on it. It was the perfect anniversary gift.
I've been running out of ideas lately, so I guess I'll be taking requests. -Kill me. Please
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mOM it'S not a PhaSE (HD Part 2)
FanficI was forced to write this against my will. Please send help lmao. WARNING: OFFENSIVE. NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART.
