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"Yo Red! What you got there of you? New tat from Jeffery? He gives them really hard."

"No Fhil."

"You got fucked so hard, your dominators ingraved in ya?"

"NO... Fhil."

"Youuu... ha! Self harmin now cuz you cant fuck ur grandaughter no more? Ha ha pedo."

"NO FHUCK YOU FHIL!" I grab him by the shoulder in an intense jolt even, the impact relative backward is painful.

"Ah! Fack!... what you aughta do bout it? You got a crook arm. You got a crook reputation. You got a crook face." Hes smaller than me, but hes got this tensity in his bones... they wont move. Feels of a diamond.

He tangkes his hand around my bruised arm, "Ah~"

"What more do i have to say?"

His fingers dig deep in my flesh where the pus dripping cuts are.

"AHHHHH!" I let out to the whole cafeteria.

He grips tighter with no mercy to spare.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!"

The bakery...

The bodies...

The bakery... of human excretions and deeply rotten acidic fructose dripping down my skin...

The bodies... in demonic wear, stroking down my holy chastity belt...

Puke flies out onto Fhil's prison uniform. Stained to a murky colour. Coloned of a rotting scent through the room.

The look of Fhil's eyes are excruciating, "Bitch! You're disgusting!"

He pushes me off before running away.

Puke continues on the floor while i hold my tummy.

NOTHING IS JUSTIFIED!

I spew in thick clumps down the floor.

NOTHING IS RIGHT!

The chunks get more and more...

NOTHING SEEMS CORRECT!

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 25, 2019 ⏰

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