Wounded Warrior

 

"Uh-oh Dylan, I know that guilty worried pouty face all too well. We had an amazing night but now you are all ashamed of yourself for sucking a Forced Fembois peeny and taking it up the tushy, freaking out that you are like a homo or something. It's such a fuss over nothing, I'm totally satisfied and proud of ya, Dude.

Of course you're a Real Man, I only like Real Men, my Step Mom paid a dream team of brainwashers to make hella sure of that. Let me buy you breakfast Sweetie, oh pur-lease don't even think about it!

 I know you are way broke Mister, Dylan don't be silly it's cute, I love looking after a boy. Can I take you clothes shopping super soon? I love styling boys. Yar like hip streetwear but you are so down on yourself this morning you probably think you deserve to be dolled up in my old Forced Fem Reform School Ballet Recital Tutu!"

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