Rawr x3 nuzzles how are you pounces on you you're so warm o3o notices you have a bulge o: someone's happy ;) nuzzles your necky wecky~ murr~ hehehe rubbies your bulgy wolgy you're so big :oooo rubbies more on your bulgy wolgy it doesn't stop growing ·///· kisses you and lickies your necky daddy likies (; nuzzles wuzzles I hope daddy really likes $: wiggles butt and squirms I want to see your big daddy meat~ wiggles butt I have a little itch o3o wags tail can you please get my itch~ puts paws on your chest nyea~ its a seven inch itch rubs your chest can you help me pwease squirms pwetty pwease sad face I need to be punished runs paws down your chest and bites lip like I need to be punished really good~ paws on your bulge as I lick my lips I'm getting thirsty. I can go for some milk unbuttons your pants as my eyes glow you smell so musky :v licks shaft mmmm

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You are playing 2fort, in a somewhat empty server. Stuck at a 4v5, a peculiar fellow joins the server named "Pixie the Fempyro Dragon", and you decide to play Soldier. You run into the BLU base, and steal their intel. "I'm doing it! I'm gonna cap the intel!" you think, blasting your way to victory, when all of the sudden an enemy pyro turns the corner. His degreaser is aimed at you, and he's got an unusual pink Brigade Helm with orbiting hearts. You fire a rocket, and you see the crimson lightning fly out of your launcher. It's a random crit! The pyro is done for! But all of the sudden, the pyro DEFLECTS the rocket, dealing a lethal blow to you. And in the killcam you see them do the Gas Blast taunt introduced in the Pyro Update, and a message appears in chat. Pixie the Fempyro Dragon: Oowpsie!!!! :3 I made a big stinky OwO You do not understand. You try to respond but your hands are paralyzed. A singular droplet of cold sweat streams down your nose. Your confusion turns into terror as you glance at their profile picture, which is a BBW-futa anthro fox. Your face turns red. White spittle is coming out of the corners of your mouth. You try to spam your lenny face bind but you simply cannot. The terror fades away, and what remains is a sense of existential dread. Nothingness. You give up on even trying to move out of spawn. Hours pass, days pass, and weeks pass. Engineers passing by on their way to the Intelligence would tell stories of you. "Say, Dell, you see that stone-faced fella at resupply?" "Why I have, Buck. What's up with him?" "Why I reckon he one of them AFK types." The Engineers try to unravel the mystery, but never come close. The secret remains buried inside of you, burning at your very core. As the Engineers, Snipers, and Demomen of Teufort leave, you are all that remains of the server. Your legacy is merely a whisper in the wind.

𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃

OwO! You have summoned me?

*Forms black mud beneath you and thicc black tentacles wrap you tight*

*Drags you into the mud and teleports you inside the demonic stomach then endlessly torment you and puts on a collar*

*Poops you out of the mud later all corrupt and edgy*

*spanks ur ass and reminds u whos the master now*

^（｀ω´ ）^ψ go forth my minion!

𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃𐂃

I slap, choke, stomach-punch, ♥♥♥♥♥-whip, and anally-rape my young wife every night -- and I don't pay her a penny. She knows that at 10pm sharp each night, she must be nude and lying face up in our bed. I tie her wrists to the headboard of the bed, and then I slap her face 10 times a minute for 10 minutes. Then, I choke her neck for 60 seconds. As I release her neck and she gasps her air, I deliver a solid punch to her stomach. Then, I use a leather belt to whip her ♥♥♥♥♥ for 5 minutes. And then, without any lubricant other than a bit of saliva, I anally rape her for 60 minutes with my 11-inch erect ♥♥♥♥, typically ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ between 3 and 5 times deep inside of her rectum. We do this every night at 10pm, without exception.