So you're walking down the street and you notice a blob in a red Adidas sweatshirt. The Blob seems friendly and familiar so you approach it and put an arm on its shoulder. The person turns around and it reveals it is just a fat asian sumo wrestler so you apologize for touching this man and walk on. You go along with your normal day as if it were any other day you go home and you lay down but he realizes something's off. Someone has broken into your house the window was smashed open and someone's been rummaging around your stuff. But what could it be. You reach to the door but you hear a voice come from the bathroom. You open the door and it is the one and only Shia LaBeouf writing the words stupid individual into your bathroom mirror. You tell him to get as you hit them with a conveniently-placed broom. You go back to your bedroom to find a blob hanging out in your bed. You rip the covers off to reveal the one and only korbonicus chilling there eyeballing you. The corbeau nakis before you was irrisistable he looks at you and you look at him and he makes a move and brings you down to the bed. You stare into his eyes as he slowly gyrates his torso near you. There's nothing you can do but accept what is going to happen for we all know that consent is a myth. You turn around on all fours accepting the incoming korbyn as he thrust into you. After 3 long grueling hours of extensive anal pain korbyn releases is soapstone from Dark Souls 3 into your anal cavity he screams rururu and jumps out the window but you know he will be back but next time and numbers fin.
