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Aight but u gotta see it from my perspective,looking down.....
🕑 Added 2024-11-29 03:37:07 +0000 UTCAight but u gotta see it from my perspective,
looking down...
You're just not fully human anymore in my eyes. & look how easy it was, like you really were born just to be an accessory for me. A toy. I mean, comically easy to manipulate... Ya drop to the floor mouth open with just a glance, & you thank me with genuine earnest after I've just made you do the most evil shit. Make you bend to any sick whim all night long & you're all 'grateful for the opportunity.' Seeing how stupid you are brings out a totally different side of me.
I love psychoanalyzing my fags, finding out who they are, who they were, using it against them. I was confused at first. Like is it because... my shadow's creative mean streaks aren't something everyone witnesses & it makes you feel special being on the receiving end? Becoming an outlet for my abuse some sort of thrill? Or is it some sort of altruistic, you feel good being useful to me, even if it's as my punching bag?
I'm just havin fun. Will wipe my shoes on your carpet or something hella disrespectful & I watch you react. You act so heavy, so important, like you're in church, reverent & ecstatic, & I'm all - bro all I'm doing is making fun of you.
You're wired to worship me.
I guess something about my internal language, my microbiome, has a control over you you probably don't really understand yourself. But essentially, my microbial sphere controls you.
Whether it's a wave wafting off my pits as I stretch, the stink of my drenched socks after a long day, even the rare, briefs left in the hamper imbued potently from some deep skid marks.
All things any normal person might encounter & find downright revolting.
& yet somehow, in the wiring of that fucked up faggot peabrain, all of these smells serve only to convince & compel your whole being into acquiescence. Such an obedient lil simp for daddy's stink. My metabolism’s complex notes reverberate in your fagtard skull & you can't stop inhaling. All thoughts drained & ur only priority my happiness. My dumb kiss ass.
It’s a sweet fucking deal.
The deeper my DNA gets into your cells, the more useless you become without me too. No matter how shitty I stay treating you - you stay thanking me, profusely. Devoted. LMAO. Groveling at rank feet. Begging to suck the salt & lint out from my socks. It's pitiful. & it's incredible - how utterly weak you become for me.
i flex my feet in your face & you go cross-eyed. How's my footjam taste faggot? My shoes in the corner practically fogging up the windows & you're uncontrollably salivating. Sweet, salty, & umami... all the terpenes, esters, compounds my apparently delicious foot biome produces.
I could speculate that yeh, that's ur fagmind sensing a richer, more complex, & stronger community presence of flora than ur own. Sensitive to my sophisticated chemical messages, your body translates them for you & betrays you, you have no other choice but to follow your instinct, usually shock, awe, respect & deference. I exploit this revere for fun, because I can, & as a reward you're offered precious chances to share in some genetic transfections with me.
damn nature is wild.
how we all here 'cause some rat way back when found a nice hiding spot?
I'll concede it’s difficult to say which behaviors end up being the advantageous traits & dom the genetic food chain. Whoever fits best, not always who’s the most fit.
So, who fucking knows, but as it stands i'm going with the simplest, most hilarious explanation which is... ur a run of the mill fucking bottom feeder. Here to fill your role, eating my waste, thanking me for it anyway you can.
Really doesn’t matter, i’m just stoney & analyzing for no reason other than i'm still bewildered how anyone lets themselves act as low, subservient & pathetic as you do for me. Alright enough contemplating the nature of your fag condition & its debatable ecological niche.
What's important now is that your fag mouth is a perfect fit for the role of my animate subhuman ped-egg. Push my foot deeper into your throat laughing at the noises that escape & wiggle my toes into your tonsils just to feel my massage get extra tight & warm as you struggle, sputter & convulse. Sometimes kick ya in the head or clit, for the same effect.
Suck on my big toe till it's a little soft then get to work on that callous.
Lightly use ur teeth & keep sucking on it at the same time. Nurse on that big toe, queer, there you go. Then, when your can taste ur mouth filled with plenty of my toecheese, stick out your tongue & show me.
Grossss bitch, ha,
Chew it.
Now swallow.
You're welcome ped egg, not keep going.Damn what a fucking garbage can. Highly amusing.
& how cool we're both just doin what comes natural. Seems like you got a bit shafted in this deal, but I guess by your blissed out eyes all's right in ur lil fag world. Eating all the lint & dead skin off my heels, & looking in your eyes I can tell - there's no place you'd rather be.
Huh, isn't that right stupid homo?
