![]() "Yeah, yeah, nothing is real, our brains are hooked up to so machine in the real world, shit like that." I assume you're familiar with your typical simulation conspiracy, right? ![]() What's important is that //we're living in a simulation.// Yeah there's definitely something wrong with this chick. You can never be to careful with these things. The figure takes off their cloak, revealing themselves to be a beautiful woman.įorgive me for dragging you down here like that. Patreons already have access to the newest release of the game, and backers can vote on fetishes and girls they'd like to see added! Hey there, thanks for playing my game! If you liked it, please consider backing the game on patreon. "You know what honey?" She says, as she presses her body close to yours. In all these years you still haven't tired of her touch. You wrap your arm around your wonderful wife. Truly this is the best life you could have ever lived.Īnd there aren't any decisions you wish you'd made differently.Įven if your life was a game with a rollback feature, the kind where you can just press the back arrow and change your decisions, you wouldn't change a thing. You and your wife grow older, but also closer. Your wife, your coworkers, your kids-look! Even Morpheus found the time to stop by! You're surrounded by everyone you care about. The retirement party is everything you've ever dreamed. It's like a second honeymoon, except this one lasts forever.Īnd just think. You miss having them around but you and your wife find lots of ways to enjoy your newfound freedom. You kids grow older and move out of the house. Pretty soon you find yourself a wife and kids. You continue you on with your life, you go to school, you get a good job, and nothing out of the ordinary happens. ] You decide it's probably best not to follow a stranger's voice into a dark alley. Maybe you should ] As you turn down the alley, a cloaked figure grabs you by the wrist and drags you out of sight. It's as though he's been looking for you all his life. You're about to continue on your way, but just as Morpheus leaves, you hear a voice calling you from out of a dark Alley. You both agree to try and find some time to hang out next week. Nothing much brother, what's up with you? Rescue workers frantically search the ruins of nearby buildings for survivors. You're walking on Main Street, like a total Chad. A man-shaped portal carves itself into existence. ] Suddenly, the air in front of you crackles with electricity. You're on Main Street heading towards the supermarket, like a bitch. The sheer force of your dominance generates a shockwave that levels several nearby buildings.Īlli can't seem to comprehend just how earth-shattering the dominance you're displaying is.ĭisgusted by her close-mindedness, you decide to ] You grab a nearby watermelon and fuck the shit out of it. Satisfied, you decide to go for a walk on ] Your penis grows an extra 2 inches, just out of spite. You flex your Chadlike muscles and tear your shirt in half. Holy shit bro! That was the chadliest thing I've ever seen! You tell Alli that she can fuck off! If she wants milk so badly she can get it herself. ![]() ![]() It seems like even after 18 years of living with this woman, she still thinks of you as her fucking errand boy. Looks like Alli wants you to go on a fetch quest for her. We're out of milk, do you think you could run to the store and pick some up for me? The professional pornstar Alli Rae walks into your room. ] Do it on my face baby! Ĭarla goes into the bathroom to get cleaned up. > You keep pounding away at Carla's pussy. You put your dick back inside Carla's pussy.Ĭarla's your girlfriend, I guess I should have mentioned that earlier, I got distracted while I was describing the rest of your room. Where do they get off, anyways? Pretending like that new vegan diet of theirs somehow justifies their. And if those bougie //fucks// you met at the cheesecake factory think that they can convince you that you've got something to be ashamed of they've got another thing coming. Because when it really comes down to it, you //like// your mediocre bed and your mediocre window. From now on, you're only gonna say good things about your room. Do you honestly believe that somebody with your degree of privilege has any business complaining about the size of their bed? No, of course not! God damn it! That's it, that's the last straw. There's probably people who sleep in the dirt //everyday//, and they'd //kill// to have a room like you do. Like, seriously, what if you had been born in Saudi Arabia or something. And you know, if we're being honest, a jackass like you really is lucky he has a room at all. You guess the bed //could// be a just a bit bigger, but you really have to straighten out before that becomes a problem. You really don't have anything to complain about all things considered. There's a bed, a computer, a window, all the usual stuff. ![]()
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