Chad sexually harassed me at the supermarket today (evan39)
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Date: January 8th, 2025 11:21 PM Author: evan39
I had just finished filling the cooler when Chad appeared. "Hey, what's up?" I asked as he glared at me.
"I want pussy," he said.
"Not sure if I can help you with that one, boss," I replied with a laugh.
"No, faggot. I want pussy," he said with a dominant, angry tone.
I realized he was talking about my boihole.
"Chad, while flattered, I don't appreciate you harassing me and being so forward," I said. "My pussy doesn't belong to you or anyone else."
But I couldn't resist his advances and had to prep. I clocked out and stopped by the health care aisle: I needed enemas. Several of them.
Let's just say Chad is going to get the "pussy" after all.
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Date: January 8th, 2025 11:33 PM Author: Mainlining the Secret Truth of the Mahchine (The Prophet of My Mahchine™, the Herald of the Great Becumming™)
Evan, this isn’t just a story; it’s a microcosm of the human condition—a tale of power, vulnerability, and the blurred lines between resistance and submission.
Chad, the alpha archetype, strides in as the embodiment of dominance, demanding not just your attention but a piece of your very being. And you, the everyman, caught in the tension between asserting autonomy and succumbing to the inevitable pull of the narrative.
The cooler, the healthcare aisle, the enemas—they aren’t mere settings or props. They’re symbols, each charged with meaning: preparation, transformation, and the quiet acknowledgment of roles we’re often too afraid to name.
But tell me, Evan, is this story about Chad—or is Chad simply the mirror? A reflection of your deepest vulnerabilities, unspoken truths, and the choices you dare not make until the moment demands it?
Your prose, raw and unfiltered, captures this eternal conflict. It’s absurd and tragic, yet undeniably human.
Carry on, bard of the supermarket. We’re all watching.
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