....I think we both know.uhhhhh...
what...is this?
I hate that I have to read this again. And yet my brain looked for this copy pasta just to confirm that I, in fact, am not a degenerate for understanding this comic.Octopuses do not have any bones with the exception of their beaks. So if you are responsible and depraved enough to be literally the life support of your 8 limbed friend, you can debeak it like how you’d declaw a cat and then push your member into its feed chute.
You can then let it subsist on your baby batter.
The Octopus is smart. Very smart. It will learn that without its beak, it cannot feed on anything else but your human seed that has to be milked from you.
Every morning, you will feel your clothes slide off and a damp weight on your lower half.
The sensation creeps up on your body until most of the jiggly mass has enveloped the entire length. It will start pumping as fast as it can for it is hungry.
The animal gyrates its empty stomach and the folds of its brain rubbing on your glands, begging for nutrition.
You climax and give the marine creature’s breakfast. The pumping slows down but doesn’t stop to milk out the last few drops of its meal.
Looking into its yellow animal eyes, it looks back with a thousand-yard stare. This will be routine for all of its meals for the rest of its 3-5 years on this god forsaken planet.
Holy God please make me forget thisOs polvos não têm ossos, com exceção de seus bicos. Então, se você é responsável e depravado o suficiente para ser literalmente o suporte de vida do seu amigo de 8 mancando, você pode decompô-lo como você descarta um gato e depois empurra seu membro para sua rampa de alimentação.
Você pode então deixá-lo subsistir em sua massa de bebê.
O polvo é inteligente. Muito inteligente. Ele aprenderá que sem o bico, não pode se alimentar de nada além de sua semente humana que tem que ser ordenhada de você.
Todas as manhãs, você vai sentir suas roupas deslizar e um peso úmido em sua metade inferior.
A sensação se arrasta em seu corpo até que a maior parte da massa irregular tenha envolvido todo o comprimento. Ele vai começar a bombear o mais rápido que puder, pois está com fome.
O animal gira seu estômago vazio e as dobras de seu cérebro esfregando em suas glândulas, implorando por nutrição.
Você clímax e dar o pequeno-almoço criatura marinha. O bombeamento diminui, mas não pára de ordenhar as últimas gotas de sua refeição.
Olhando em seus olhos de animais amarelos, ele olha para trás com um olhar de mil jardas. Esta será a rotina para todas as suas refeições para o resto de seus 3-5 anos neste planeta abandonado por Deus.
Why did you wrote this? Why did I read this?Octopuses do not have any bones with the exception of their beaks. So if you are responsible and depraved enough to be literally the life support of your 8 limbed friend, you can debeak it like how you’d declaw a cat and then push your member into its feed chute.
You can then let it subsist on your baby batter.
The Octopus is smart. Very smart. It will learn that without its beak, it cannot feed on anything else but your human seed that has to be milked from you.
Every morning, you will feel your clothes slide off and a damp weight on your lower half.
The sensation creeps up on your body until most of the jiggly mass has enveloped the entire length. It will start pumping as fast as it can for it is hungry.
The animal gyrates its empty stomach and the folds of its brain rubbing on your glands, begging for nutrition.
You climax and give the marine creature’s breakfast. The pumping slows down but doesn’t stop to milk out the last few drops of its meal.
Looking into its yellow animal eyes, it looks back with a thousand-yard stare. This will be routine for all of its meals for the rest of its 3-5 years on this god forsaken planet.