bongobongobongo mons
edit: added zeraora! and skitty

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
AnasAbdin
noise dept.
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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trying on a metaphor
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

Product Placement
occasionally subtle

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
YOU ARE THE REASON
almost home

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NASA

roma★
taylor price
RMH
Peter Solarz
i don't do bad sauce passes
d e v o n
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bongobongobongo mons
edit: added zeraora! and skitty
bongobongobongo mons
edit: added zeraora! and skitty
why did i make this
My Almighty Weiner 2/ one year anniversary
This is the second time I wrote about my great weiner, In the year I’ve been writing I’ve gotten no cleaner, But it must be a great workout cause when my “guests” leave they always look leaner
But let’s talk more about my cock, Like how when I get ready I’m hard as a rock. Not to mention when I slip on a condom it’s like putting on a long sock.
Although I try not to put it in too fast cause of the size, Taking it all at once is never wise
For now that’s enough about my deep-v-diver, I’m not saying its perfect, but heil my Kaiser.
Update 1
I want to apologize for the lack of uploads. Lately I have been busy with a job that goes from 9 to 5 I haven’t had much inspiration for a new post and I feel like uploading weekly pressures me into writing something I may not be 100% into or be 100% proud of. What I have been trying to turn some of the older posts into audio but I have been having trouble but they will be up soon.
Pokemon Go Rawr XD Edition B)
(This version of the story will soon be recorded and placed into a video format)
So I know Pokemon Go is getting a bit old at this point. And just telling this story makes me look like a little late Mary Sue. But regardless I had kept playing Pokemon Go even after a large portion of the posers had stopped I just couldn’t stop, the game itself was just too addicting to put down. I would usually slap my ear buds in and take off exploring new areas of my town. Now I live in a fairly large town with spots where Pokemon of all kinds show up.
So I had most of the Pokedex complete, and at the time I was hunting for Rattata, the hardest and most difficult Pokemon to find and catch. I knew today was the day I would catch that little purple slut. I had walked about a mile when it appeared in the Pokemon near me. I looked up and noticed a group of people, one of them was wearing a team Valor shirts. Being a proud member of the always well respected team Instinct, I just had to verbally destroy those poor, nonplused fools. I walked up to them but then suddenly unexpected happened.
I saw that they were all 13 year old scene kids. Their excessively large, rainbow colored hair, their wearing of Suicide Squad snap backs, and skinny jeans. One wore a Black Veil Brides wrist band, another was wearing a Sword Art Online shirt, but worst of all three of them had Blood on the Dance floor jackets. Even worse was there tortuous cry, which seemed to ring in my ear as I heard it. Rawr. When I heard it I could no longer stand and I crashed to the floor unable to get up.
When I fell they all turned and saw me and began to walk towards me slowly. I knew it was all over for me, my vision began to blur and I could faintly hear another Rawr, mixed in with KAWAII and DESU. One leaned down and got very close to me and said “If we ever see you here again will make sure you won’t rawr XD at your sempai ever again”.
Economics with Toe Far
I must be a bad supplier Cause this dick is always in demand
The Endless erection
I woke up, my head hurt like someone had dropped a semi large cat on my head several times. When I went to sit up, it felt like a troll had been standing on my genitals, it was sore. It was standing up like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, tilting to the sides just a bit but not falling, even though I waited a bit for it to calm down. I figured I had to give my ol’ flesh gator a good slap, which normally would fix the problem, but this time it hurt so much. I tried again but lighter just tapping it, and it felt at if Bilbo himself had squeezed his baby hands on it. I tried to recall what could have possibly placed me in such a predicament. I wondered of the sword fish I had the night before could have done this, but then I remembered that only freshwater fish do this to me, the one I ate was a salt water one. I pondered and contemplated over this until it hit me. I had only taken half a bottle of Viagra but my body was use to taking a whole bottle
Pokemon Go: Rawr XD Edition B)
So I know that Pokemon Go is a bit old at this point. And just typing this story makes me look like a late little Mary sue. But regardless I had kept playing Pokemon Go even after a large portion of the posers had stopped playing I just couldn’t stop, the game itself was just to addicting to put down. I would usually slap my ear buds in and take off exploring new areas of my town. Now I live in a fairly large town with spots where pokemon of all kinds show up so I had most of the pokedex complete.
At the time I was hunting for Rattata the hardest and most difficult Pokemon to catch. I knew today was the day I would catch that little purple slut. I had walked about a mile when it appeared in the Pokemon near me. I looked up and noticed a group of people in team Valor shirt, me being a proud member of the always respected team Instinct, had to go and verbally hurt them. I walked up to them but something unexpected happened. I saw that they were all 13 year old scene kids. Their excessively large hair, their wearing of Suicide Squad snapbacks, skinny jeans, and worst of all there cry. As if I walked into a pit of of horror and despair, it was quite but I could already feel fear build when I heard it. Rawr. It echoed in my ears I fell down, weak, powerless. When I did they heard me fall and began to approach me I knew my fate was sealed. When they got there I could see that one of them had a Sword Art Online shirt, and whisper something about Kawaii ヽ(*≧ω≦)ノ or a desu (ㅇㅅㅇ❀). One leaned down close and said “If we ever see you here again will make sure you won’t rawr XD at your sempai ever again”.
Alexander the Greater
So I was attending a historical convention, and would be cosplaying as Alexander the Great, except I would be super kawaii desu. When I arrived I got the odd look every now and then but for the most part everything was normal, a took pictures with some people who agreed I looked very kawaii (´∀`)♡. The day went on until I needed to use the restroom, but the convention hall was quite large so locating the restrooms wasn’t easy, I made my way down a large hallway that seemed to go on for awhile. Finally I could see the bathrooms but there was a hooded person standing out side of them just waiting. I slowly approached, nervous by the man until he turned to me suddenly, without making a sound. The hood seemed to some how cover his face making it impossible to see. He only made a small deep grumble, saying if I wanted to go I had to do what he said. I didn’t want to but I really had to go and I wouldn’t make it on the way back down this hallway so I said I would. He took my hand and lead me into the bathroom. I’m sure if anyone would have seen us it would look like a super romantic scene in a anime love story, and it was be the most kawaii one ever. But for the moment this man lead me into one of the stalls, and he took it out and said I knew what to do…and I did. I started and after a bit I asked him “how am I doing sir”. He stopped and looked at me then tilted his head then said “did you assume my gender?” He walked out of the room angry and before the door was slammed I heard him say “more like Alexander the not so Great”.
Update 1
I want to apologize for the lack of uploads. Lately I have been busy with a job that goes from 9 to 5 I haven't had much inspiration for a new post and I feel like uploading weekly pressures me into writing something I may not be 100% into or be 100% proud of. What I have been trying to turn some of the older posts into audio but I have been having trouble but they will be up soon.
Motor oil change
My car had been running odd lately and I figured it needed an oil change. So I planned a trip to the local mechanic who had changed my oil tons of times in the past. The car I used seemed to waste oil incredibly fast, but I couldn’t afford a new car so I just put up with it. When I arrived my mechanic named Ogbar greeted me, making a joke about how I was his most loyal and frequent customer, I laughed a bit and agreed with him, then taking a seat in the waiting area. Today was strange as there were no other customers which was odd but I barley noticed. After 20 minutes had passed Ogbar had walked into the waiting area saying the oil change would take longer than usual due to him being under staffed. He then brought up a special customer rewards program for only the most loyal of customers. He explained how people in the program could pay for jobs with “special favors”, and as interesting as the offer was and it truely was interesting I wouldn’t have time to preform such a task, so I declined and reached for my wallet to get my money to pay. When I reached in I couldn’t feel any money!!! I knew I had just enough for this in cash the night before but that was it my bank was empty. Sheepishly I looked back at Ogbar, and told him my situation and he shrugged his shoulders and only said he was sorry but he couldn’t do the job for free. I knew that my only choice would be to take him up on his reward program, he gave a big smile and put his hands on my shoulders, lowering me down to the floor on my knees. I started with my “payment” and it wasn’t to long after that he had finished all over my face. I thought about what could have happened to the money I was sure was in my wallet then it all made sense. Ogbar must have known I was coming in the next day for my oil change so he hired a ninja to break into my house taking the money and knew I wouldn’t check it. It was all so clear, the only thing that wasn’t clear was my oil…
Jazz Master
Jazz music has always been my favorite kind of music. I’ve always tried to emerse myself more in the music first by studying it to the best of my abilities and then by buying my own saxophone. Then teaching myself to play said saxophone ,but I knew it still wasn’t enough I needed to truly push the combination of man and jazz so close that the lines begin to blur and almost become one entity. So one day I decided that the time was now to truley become the jazz master. I decided I would accomplish the mountainous task by sticking the saxophone I bought up my urethra, then and only then I would be one with my brass gift from the heavens. I started by spreading my legs wide open, which in retrospective didn’t really help but I had already started and couldn’t stop. I started by inserting it my the mouthpiece, it made it pretty far in and quite easily. But the hurricane had not yet hit like I knew it would as the more complex pieces of this beauty started to enter my one eyed snake hole. Once an hour had past I had nearly half of it fully inserted then after three more hours of brutal hard tearing I was three fourths of the way there. The bow truly was the final stretch of this metaphorical marathon, after a tough, rough, 7 hours I had done it. I became what I truely loved most, The Jazz Master.
Slam bam, poetry slam
GOVERNMENT! 9/11 BUSH IS RESPONSIBLE BUT NOT FOR WHAT FALLS LIKE THE TOWERS
Lemons up my anus
I feel unsure of this and almost scared to do it. I reach to my side grabbing the first lemon feeling it over. Its small but I know the place it’s going will make it feel like a blimp fitting into a one room apartment. With the one hand I’m not using I clench it into a tight ball catching some of the sheets in my hand. The one holding the first lemon moves slowly towards my ass inserting it slowly. As I had predicted I felt a huge rush as soon as it was in it hurt so much but I couldn’t stop. After the initial wave of how great it felt I grab the second lemon, using a similar process of inserting it my ass. There were a few difference from the first one. For instance this one was no taller but was indeed wider and had some resistance due to the first blocking its path. But never the less I still got it in, it hurt much more and had felt twice as good. The third one was easily the biggest lemon I had ever held, it barley fit in my hand. Like some kind of monster lemon had been given to me. I couldn’t turn back now that I had done it, I was two strong and was going to go 3 for 3. So I took a deep breath and just had stuff it right up. When my anus started to shape around it I had to shout out loud curses. Practically screaming to the whole world of this great pain. After half an hour I had done it I had gotten the monster lemon up my ass, along with the other two. Something started to happen. The first two lemons began to bruises and sqeezes down to the force of my asshole, but when the large monster lemon or at least I thought it was began leaking its juices. But this wasent lemon juice, it was grapefruit juice…
My Secret lover
I lay in my bed, the room lit very poorly as the candles I had set up only gave passing flickers of fluorescent beams of light. My room cooled trying to keep the summer heat from entering my home like an intruder. But as I drift off into a dream land I hear the window down stairs open with more force than would truely be needed to, I already knew who it was. They made there way slowly up the stairs rushing towards my room, when the sound of them moving up had stopped I could hear the slow turn of my doorknob, and then the slow open of more door giving me time to do what I knew my intruder wanted. I rolled over on my stomach just as my door was flung open with a power that rivals tornadoes in the deep South. I bite into my pillow already getting ready for what is about to happen, but I know it cannot truely prepare me for what is going to happen. Right away I feel the rip in my pants as if a battering ram had knocked down a heavy wooden door. It had entered into my ass with almost no chance of me putting up a fight. The mighty cock had torn up my inards like someone was stuffing a pine tree up my ass, I squirmed and wiggled trying to adjust to the unnatural penis, in both size and power. When I felt the first twitch I knew it would be my end but I didn’t care. After several more twitch a felt but one drop and then a blast had gone off in me like a shotgun, I pushed away but was pulled back close to him with his strong, yet small arms. Finally he was completely out of me but my rectum was forever destroyed. Before he left he told me but one thing “O SHIT WADDUP!” and that was the last I ever saw of Dat Boi