I was only 9 years old,
I loved Yuri so much. I owned all the body pillows and sex dolls. I pray to Yuri every night, thanking her for the life I have been given. Monika hears me and calls me a 🅱️ulli. I know she’s just jealous of my devotion to Yuri. I call her a whore. She breaks my code and tells me to go to bed. I’m sad, alone and upset. It’s cold. I feel a warmth coming torwards me. I can feel something touch me. I turn around, it’s Yuri! I was so happy. Yuri snaps her neck and whispers into my ear, “this is my knife.” Yuri grabs me with her soft and perfect hands and puts me on my knees, I am ready. I spread my ass cheeks for Yuri, she penetrates my butthole with her massive and poetic penis. It hurts so much, but I do for Yuri. I can feel my anus, as my eyes start to water. I push against her mighty reading force. I want to please Yuri. Yuri cuts a mighty cut as she fills my butt with literature. Monika walks in, and Yuri looks at her straight in the eyes and says, “It’s Just Yuri now.” Yuri removes her mighty shaft from my bloody anus and zooms through the window.
Yuri is love, Yuri is life.