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I'M STALKING YOU!!

-rep (part 1) In the shadowy realms of Discord, there existed this guy, an enigmatic figure we dared to dub "the anus man." His very essence seemed entwined with the forbidden allure of anuses, a ceaseless symphony of whispers and mentions that stirred an unconventional desire within me. Time danced away in the rhythm of various games, each interaction fueling a flame that burned with a peculiar passion.

And then, like a siren's call, he extended an invitation to his lair in Rotterdam. For me, it was a primal cry, a warrior's shout echoing through my senses at the mere thought of meeting him. The anticipation was a feverish brew, imagining a savage encounter, a carnal feast akin to a ravenous cannibal devouring its prey, a predator thrusting into the heart of the night.

(part 2) Unable to contain my longing any longer, I seized the moment. My manhood stood proudly at attention, and with the speed of a desperate man possessed, I booked a flight ticket. The agonizing wait stretched out for a week, an eternity in the throes of anticipation. An impatient gulp of ten sleeping pills attempted to fast-forward the relentless ticking of the clock. I awoke, still ardently erect, the passage of time doing little to quell the mounting desire.

part (3) Two hours later, I found myself at Amsterdam airport, surrounded by the lingering scent of weed. Emotions surged within me, threatening to spill over. With reckless abandon, I rented a car and hurtled down the highway at a breakneck 300 km/h, the flash of speed cameras an inconsequential blur. My luggage lay forgotten at the airport, a testament to the single-minded urgency propelling me forward.

The door of destiny swung open as I pounced on it, and there I stood, paralyzed by the unexpected tableau that greeted me. It wasn't an intimate rendezvous but a grand celebration - his wedding. Speechless and dumbfounded, I realized the twisted dance of fate had lured me into a ceremony far removed from the primal encounter I had envisioned.

My habibi Ayaannnnnnn <3