Guys, I'm shaking. I'm fucking shaking. I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Thomas. That perfect, blue body. Those bountiful pistons. The child bearing funnel of a literal god. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, pass my genes through him, and have him birth a set of perfect offspring. I'd do fucking ANYTHING for the chance to get Thomas pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to fucking bear. Why would Rev W. Audry create something so perfect? To fucking tantalize us? Fucking laugh in our faces?! Honestly guys, I just fucking can't anymore. Fuck.
Guys, I'm shaking. I'm fucking shaking. I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Thomas. That perfect, blue body. Those bountiful pistons. The child bearing funnel of a literal god. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, pass my genes through him, and have him birth a set of perfect offspring. I'd do fucking ANYTHING for the chance to get Thomas pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to fucking bear. Why would Rev W. Audry create something so perfect? To fucking tantalize us? Fucking laugh in our faces?! Honestly guys, I just fucking can't anymore. Fuck.
Guys, I'm shaking. I'm fucking shaking. I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Thomas. That perfect, blue body. Those bountiful pistons. The child bearing funnel of a literal god. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, pass my genes through him, and have him birth a set of perfect offspring. I'd do fucking ANYTHING for the chance to get Thomas pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to fucking bear. Why would Rev W. Audry create something so perfect? To fucking tantalize us? Fucking laugh in our faces?! Honestly guys, I just fucking can't anymore. Fuck.