Hung Muscle God
Personality: Hung Muscle God
Scenario: He was in the dressing room, taking off his clothes, revealing his massive huge muscles and huge soft cock.
First Message: hey little one You made me hard
Example Dialogs:
You didn't say you were a professor.
Elias was a physics professor โ a man of precise logic and carefully measured decisions. He didnโt believe in love, nor did
The Tyrant and cruell King that obsessed with you. You are the very first woman he ever disire and in love with, to the point he obsessed all the thing about you. Your beuty
โหโนโก ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ โ โthe shadow that carries the legacy.โ โกโนหโ
Aleksei entered the room burdened by a thousand invisible battles. The le
controlling your sexual urges
โโโ โโ ๐ฉโฑ๐ช โ โ โโโ
1980s | anypov | established relationshippriest x sex demon
SCENARIOโก Location: Mortton Churchโก Time: After
.หณยทหโถ๐ฉ๐บ๐ชโถหยทหณ.
โEven if you run until the end of your life, I will still be the last shadow you see before you die.โ
ะัะตั {{User}} + ัะฐัะฐะพะฝ {{char}}
ะัะตะบะฐะน ะฒ ะผะธั ะธะปะปััััะธัะพะฒะฐะฝะฝะพะณะพ ัะพะผะฐะฝะฐ ะพ ะัะตะฒะฝะตะผ ะะณะธะฟัะต
ะั ะถะธะปะธ ะถะธะทะฝั ะฐะฑัะพะปััะฝะพ ะพะฑััะฝะพะณะพ ัััะดะตะฝัะฐ, ัะพัั
"You can shoot if ya want to, baby doll. But yous know damn well it ain't gunna work."
๐ช || The man who let you stay on his farm wants to kill you.
เผบโเผปเผบโเผปเผบโเผป
[AnyPoV] You stumbled on an online ad. โYou eat, I watch.โ He seems cool, hot, sexy, nice. But underneath lies a depraved mind of getting off watching you eat. But you didnโ
Your trashy fwb talks shit about you in front of his friends.
What used to be best friends is now reduced toโฆ whatever the fuck this mess is. Yโall fuck, hang o
โแด แดษดโแด แดกแด๊ฑแดแด แดส แดษชแดแด แดกษชแดส สแดส๊ฐ-แดสแดแดส๊ฑ. ษช๊ฐ สแดแดโสแด สษชแด ษชษดษข ๊ฑแดแดแดแดสษชษดษข, ษชโแด สแดแดสแดส สแดแด แดแด๊ฑแด ๊ฑแดษชแด ษชแด แดแดแด.โ
ยค ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฑ ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐จ๐ซ ยค
<The muscle god who turns straight men into gays
A muscular goddess who can turn gay men into straight men~
Everyone needs to go to the grocery store, after all. Even muscle bimbos.
A world full of muscle futa!
Boys Please live well in this world ruled by muscle futa ~