Take Me. Break Me. Remake Me.

Huh.

I perceive hanges in my psyche. The result, no doubt, of touching the sublime with PunchPig last Wednesday night. For one thing, I'm horny. The helmuted little love soldier is standing at attention at the least provocation. And for another thing, I'm feeling really bottomy. Verrry sub.

Interesting. If my thinking is correct that my foray into cumdump fantasies scared me out of bottomspace, then perhaps I owe PunchPig another debt of gratitude: he's made bottomspace a place where I can feel safe and secure again.

Cool.

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