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God knows what happens when the case is closed. For me the thirst for lust is never completed, it is just delayed. One needs to find more about it, the quench is a thing that is never conquered. It goes on and goes on. It is like the “Fetch me more” thing from this country. Is temporarily closed just to open it up after a few moments. Sometimes just a matter of minutes.
Those companies put on a big label on me. They wrap the cylinder properly. But of no use, I come out of it very easily. The bound which they create is of no use to me. They have the swag to display their name in 72 or more but I don’t care what they write or do. I simply know that I save the animates and that’s my job. Some people call it life.
The funny thing happens is the kind of deformation that happens when someone puts hot water inside me. It is a kind of body modification that happens and I kind of love it very much. However there is a chance given to me where I can prove I am living, But who cares, they hide it in the name of science. If that was true, then even Life has science. My response to stimuli is not recorded. But anyways, that’s a lifetime achievement and it requires luck to achieve such status. Not everyone gets this opportunity in his lifetime.
By S.D. Sycther
A case
No, no normal case I am. I am one fo the greats here. Without me, you can’t go out in the hot sun, And even if you could manage to go out, you won’t be there thriving for so long. You must be needing me more than anything but less than zephyr. I come in various sizes starting from your thumb to your forearm. And some bizarre state of affairs too, but that’s a different story altogether.God knows what happens when the case is closed. For me the thirst for lust is never completed, it is just delayed. One needs to find more about it, the quench is a thing that is never conquered. It goes on and goes on. It is like the “Fetch me more” thing from this country. Is temporarily closed just to open it up after a few moments. Sometimes just a matter of minutes.
Those companies put on a big label on me. They wrap the cylinder properly. But of no use, I come out of it very easily. The bound which they create is of no use to me. They have the swag to display their name in 72 or more but I don’t care what they write or do. I simply know that I save the animates and that’s my job. Some people call it life.
“But life is for no use if it is in the air. You must need a case to hold it.”Still, I am surprised why do they make in different kinds of molds? It is a vista to look at. What could be achieved in a simple cylinder is now made into some awkward shape. These males love flaccid shaped objects. And the name of grips they have provided has given me drag queen like structure. A small head, a narrow waist, and rest is the old shape. The rest two parts look like the boob-booty thing. Anyways, I don’t have any choice to it, but I do have an objection and I don’t want this anymore.
The funny thing happens is the kind of deformation that happens when someone puts hot water inside me. It is a kind of body modification that happens and I kind of love it very much. However there is a chance given to me where I can prove I am living, But who cares, they hide it in the name of science. If that was true, then even Life has science. My response to stimuli is not recorded. But anyways, that’s a lifetime achievement and it requires luck to achieve such status. Not everyone gets this opportunity in his lifetime.
My daily routine
I have to stand, stand and stand. These humans use me for the pleasure whenever they want, then they throw me down. Much like some of them do with their beloved right after they have gained their pleasure. Call it basic tendency or call it selfishness. But this is life.A dead end
My life can have a dead end. I can be standing and once I am used up completely, they read the following desciption….“ Crush the ______ after use.”
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