To all the Tate haters,
When we say "What color is your Bugatti" we're not literally asking about the color of your Bugatti. What we're saying is "What do you have to offer us that Tate doesn't offer" I want women, Tate has hundreds of women. I want money, Tate has more cash than I could ever spend in a lifetime. I want a nice house, Tate owns property in the most beautful places in the world. I want nice cars, Tate has 33 luxury vehicles. Tate has everything I could ever want, and he started Hustlers University to help people like me get these things. He could have just sat back, enjoyed his millions, and done whatever he wanted to benefit himself. But instead he chose to help people like me, and in doing so became one of the most hated men in the world. Most people would have given up and quit due to the harassment, but he continues to fight for the guys like me.
So I'll ask one more time, what color is your Bugatti?
So today I was makeing my stroll around the house and went into the pool room.
(I mean a room where we play pool, why did I have to correct that? Probably just an autism thing)
And I came face to face with my female cat on top of my male cat, I'm calling him "G" for privacy reasons. And the female one "Z"
I know it's normal for cats to mount eachother, male and female traditionally. But I thought my cat was lesbian. And Z was the one of top.
And G didn't look to be struggling. Until they noticed me and Z immediately stopped and ran off. Now i'm more worried and sad for Z now, she looks like she's haveing such a hard time figuring out who she is. But a new concern for me is that G might have something he's hiding too. I'd accept both of them if they just told me they were experimenting with who they are
And you have to know this. G is a big cat. Z is clearly only half his size.
This could very well be for a kink that G is hiding from me. And the possibility of the girl cat being trans. Wanting to be the one on top.
And she could clearly be struggling with these new feelings and views of herself because she's not like a human woman going through a sex change who can be given a penis like that.
And her little kitty paws can't put on any attachments to make up for it.
And since she was literally cought in an act unlike how she confidently watched me pee. And was visibly embarrassed, this is going to be a greater challenge, confronting her on these changes going on her life And trying to talk to G about his own changes, too.
This is going to be a fun summer
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Kafka: "Take it. You sissy bitch. Let me DESTROY your ass pussy." Me: "UGH~! MMPH! OOOOGH~! MOMMY KAFKA, PLEASE, S-ST-" Kafka rips her hand across my ass like a rubber band, leaving a tarnishing red mark. Kafka: "Did I say you can talk? No." *PLAAAP PLAAAP PLAAAAP!* Kafka's strap-on continued on.
I'm a lesbian, let me come out
🥵 I love Kafka so much, whenever I think of Kafka scolding me for being soft, I feel elated from the inside because I know she likes me and cares about me 🥰 Kafka said she likes to look at the puffy clouds outside the window with me, so I'm going to listen to Kafka and get up early every day and look at the puffy clouds with her 🥰 It's a great feeling, as sweet as chocolate falling into a honeypot. Kafka said that if someone called, she would feel very concerned, so I would purposely frantically answer the phone in front of her. When I see her getting jealous, I can't help but feel an unstoppable delight 🥵 Kafka I love you so much, the feeling of having a gentle older sister as a wife keeps me awake all night, constantly thinking about you, tossing and turning 😭 Kafka's meticulous care is about to turn me into a useless person in society, Kafka I can't live without you, I don't know what to without you 😭 ooooooo Kafka my Kafka 😭😭😭😭😭😭
Listen, I don't have much time, I've been held captive as a sex slave on the nearl's family house now some of you might raise your eyebrows and said "lol dude, why are you distressing over a good time?" so let me tell you this IT IS NOT
So like most of you guys, I dreamt of continuing the nearl family bloodline, I volunteered immediately without hesitation, I dreamt about this for so long, when a horse is in heat they will show signs such anxiety, squealing, signs of aggression, frequent urination, and looser bowel movement, did you know how hot is that? I could literally receive gallons upon gallons of golden showers and I would happily help with any bowel problem that they has, a horse could also exert a kick up to 2000 psi, I really want to have that amount of force right in my nuts, their aggression also means you could have a really rough seggs all night long
So there I am waiting eagerly in the bedroom naked for either Maria, Margaret, or zofia, or best case scenario all three of them at once. But... Imagine my surprise, when I heard the door creaks open there's no sign of any three of them, instead what I saw was uncle mlynar, all naked, with a huge throbbing horse cock, DID YOU KNOW HOW BIG IS THAT?! I SWORE ITS MORE THAN 50CM LONG WITH 6CM GIRTH I panicked but mlynar is just there not even looking at me, he's reading a goddamn newspaper, he didn't talk much and just slam my head into the bed while that huge throbbing horse dick just keep pounding my ass, I screamed and begged for mercy, but he didn't even seem to care, he's just casually reading that newspaper while keep pounding me mercilessly, after for a long time, I could see the light from the sun coming up he finally stops and calmly said "that's all for today, I need to get to work" I can't even speak anymore and just lie down there thinking about the life choices I made that I ended up in this situation, this has been going for days so please, help me
