"You are tonight, bonebag." The reflection smirked, "But I'll give you credit -- usually, a !&^&^-eating jock like you don't start fighting back until like 5 AM and $@$*. You got yourself a strong head perfect busty babes
"What are you even talking about? A-AhhHHH!" Blake gives a pathetic yelp as he looks down at his shirt -- both of his nipples are pushing forward under his shirt, but they feel like they're being pinched like purple nurples! He looks up to the mirror and sees his reflection has both nipples being yanked by his hands.
"Here's how it's gonna go down, fleshie." Polter says in the mirror, "Turns out, you're too strong for me to hold your brain for more than a couple hours. So if I can't control your mind, I just gotta manage you carefully." He lets go his nipples, letting Blake huff and groan in relief, rubbing his stinging nubs a bit.
"But what the &&^&?! I thought I got rid of you!"
"Pffff. What, with the cross gag? Think Jesus on a stick was gonna &&^& me off?" Polter scoffed, "I ain't a demon, jackass! I'm a &&^&^$ poltergeist! Case you're a bigger dumbfuck than you look, there IS a difference."
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