here, today, op (retarded) while fapping, shidded, farded soiling his gamer chair and dripping down upon the floor then his mother gently started knocking on his bedroom door son, she said, the stench is growing - and i have no way of knowing, but i think that you've been going to those websites that we talked about before: to those sites of homosexual furry porn that you forswore. the sick and virus-ridden galleries of ponies you adore. then op, his anger regal, swiftly swiveled in his fecal puddle and unto the feeble figure of his matriarch he swore fucking die you stupid whore! at this, she fell, beyond the door. op heard her body fall, and then could hear her voice no more. mom, said he, i didn't mean it, surely your forgiveness i implore! tomorrow i will get a job and clean the jism off the floor. but op's mother spoke no more. surely mom is merely joking, she knows that my dick i'm stroking, to cartoons of anthro femboys choking on the cock i hunger for, this is just her way of getting back at me, and nothing more. and op then went back to stroking, in his diarrhea soaking while his aged mom was croaking, croaking there upon the floor. with her rotting body crammed just up against his bedroom door. quoth the op: fucking whore. then at length, his ardor sating, having finished masturbating all his anger then abating, op walked up to his door. there he found it quite frustrating that it wouldn't open anymore. op pushed with all his flabby might against the door so shabby, but the weight of op's mom was greater than his muscles could endure. so op gave up on trying, leaning on the door and crying, for no one would come to save him, dying there against his door. tendiless forevermore. just like op's mom forsaken, your mom's soul will too be taken in her sleep before you wake unto the vision of her gore, unless you reply op's a faggot and his mom's a whore.
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