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I know its very hard to take in. But how else would you explain us not being able to have sex for this long? If it really did exist we should have been able to do it by now.
I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Shloak. That perfect, curvy body. That bountiful belly. The child bearing hips of a literal god. It honestly ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, pass my genes through him, and have him birth a set of perfect offspring.
I'd do ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ANYTHING for the chance to get Shloak pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bear. Why would God create something so perfect? To ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tantalize us? ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ laugh in our faces?!
Honestly guys, I just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ can't anymore. ♥♥♥♥.