I was only nine years old. I loved Winston so much, I had all the merchandise and movies. I'd pray to Winston every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Winston is love", I would say, "Winston is life". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Winston. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Winston. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "This is my Horizon Lunar Colony". He grabs me with his powerful monkey hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Winston. He penetrates my butthole with his tesla coil. It hurts so much, but I do it for Winston. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please Winston. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my butt with his love. My dad walks in. Winston looks him straight in the eye, and says, "Excuse me for... dropping in". Winston leaves through my window. Winston is love. Winston is life.
