CaptainWacky
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lifeis just a mometn
life is just moem
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he lived in mud, he swam through mud
in the mud field
the people were just shapes in the distance, poorly defined, shadows on the wall
he had no way of knowing if they were real
he wiggled through the mud, he swam through the mud
he stayed under the mud most of the time
he could breathe under the mud, he was special
no he was a freak, an outcast, thrown from society to live in the mud field where he belonged
he ate the mud, he loved the mud, he hated the mud
it sustained him
the pink mud was for eating he'd learned that
it was a waste product from the shadow people
so they must be real after all
it was his for eating it went right through him
he had to make sure not to shit in the pink mud
he had a mud place for shitting his waste mud
that mud was not for eating
but he'd swim through it all the same he didn't really care
he used to care but now he was mud
he wiggled about on his belly he couldn't stand in the mud he barely remembered ever standing
he did remember being pushed down and hurt
he didn't want to remember that so he went deeped into the mud
he loved the mud it kept him safe
he rolled around in th mud
sometimes his man part would become engorged with bed if he moved through mud in a certain way
it was the harder mud that did it
not the hardest mud, that was too hard
and the soft mud and the normal mud did not offer enough resistence
but the harder mud felt good when his engorged man part moved through it
he had explosions in the harder mud
he liked the harder mud it made him feel warm
he though about the feel of the harder mud all the time even when he wasn't in it
he was obsessed with it
he loved the harder mud the most
one day he felt a great disturbance in the mud
it was another
like him
not one of the shadow people
but one liked him was in the mud
but when he finally saw it he recoiled in disgust
it was a girl him
she told him that was what she was
he barely remembered that the shadow people had had two types
this was a girl
she wanted to touch him so they could feel each other
it was hard to see in the mud and he wasn't going to get out of it
he told her know he felt sick thinking of her touching him
why was it so horrible?
she was not the harder mud
he only wanted the harder mud touching him
once they brushed against each other by accident, or so she claimed
he did not become engorged
he felt more sick then when he wold eat his waste mud by mistake
she was not real she was a fucking disgusting shadow
why was she in his mud
the mud was his world
the different types of mud were all there were
he liked how they felt
he KNEW how they felt
the harder mud felt the best
she was too hard and she wasn't mud
he did not want her near him
he remembered being pushed over and beaten
that was what she was
she was the same as the shadows who had done that
he'd never thought about a shadow girl or a girl him sexually
why would he?
he'd always known mud
he'd loved the harder mud before he'd understood what the explosions were
he told her to stay away from him
to stay in in her own mud
one day she brushed against him again
he felt rage
his man thing had been engorged by harder mud then she had touched it
maybe she had been watching
yes of course
she wanted his explosions in her
he hated her
she was not the harder mud
he decided he would hold her around the throat until she did die
he could put her in the shadow waste mud and she would decompse and he could eat her
he plotted and planned this
he swam through the harder mud screaming in joy at the explosions
he knew that she would come and she did
he knew the mud, he knew how to swim above her
he put his hands around her throat and squeezed
but she was stronger than him
she had not been in the mud as long as him so her body was not as degraed, he had not counted on that
she overpowered him and she was on top of him now
and still he was engorged by the harder mud
but now she was moving up and down on him and their bodies were interlocked now
he could not get away
she was moving up and down and she was not the harder mud
he did not like it or did he
there was harder mud in there
it was a mix of her and the harder mud
he liked it
he could not kill her
she had claimed him
he was hers
they swam together in the harder mud for a long time after that
they ever forgot to eat
he just kept exploding in her
eventually she grew larger and he knew his line would continue
a family in the mud
he started to cry
his tears mixed with the mud
he swam to her to show his joy
but found her gone
he felt panic
he need her now, even more than the harder mud
he stuck his head out of the mud
he saw her
she was a fish
she was being removed by shadow men
she was a huge fish
the shadow men were speaking
"it worked! the first mud man/fish monster hybrid will be born! domination of the mud and sea will be ours! death to all!"
he felt saddened at that
he went back to the mud
the mud was home
he fell asleep in the mud
he would die in the mud
would he even notice
would he become mud when he was gone?
that comforted him
he loved the mud
bgfgfjh
lifeis just a mometn
life is just moem
msl
fj
ffffffffffff
lol
_______________________
he lived in mud, he swam through mud
in the mud field
the people were just shapes in the distance, poorly defined, shadows on the wall
he had no way of knowing if they were real
he wiggled through the mud, he swam through the mud
he stayed under the mud most of the time
he could breathe under the mud, he was special
no he was a freak, an outcast, thrown from society to live in the mud field where he belonged
he ate the mud, he loved the mud, he hated the mud
it sustained him
the pink mud was for eating he'd learned that
it was a waste product from the shadow people
so they must be real after all
it was his for eating it went right through him
he had to make sure not to shit in the pink mud
he had a mud place for shitting his waste mud
that mud was not for eating
but he'd swim through it all the same he didn't really care
he used to care but now he was mud
he wiggled about on his belly he couldn't stand in the mud he barely remembered ever standing
he did remember being pushed down and hurt
he didn't want to remember that so he went deeped into the mud
he loved the mud it kept him safe
he rolled around in th mud
sometimes his man part would become engorged with bed if he moved through mud in a certain way
it was the harder mud that did it
not the hardest mud, that was too hard
and the soft mud and the normal mud did not offer enough resistence
but the harder mud felt good when his engorged man part moved through it
he had explosions in the harder mud
he liked the harder mud it made him feel warm
he though about the feel of the harder mud all the time even when he wasn't in it
he was obsessed with it
he loved the harder mud the most
one day he felt a great disturbance in the mud
it was another
like him
not one of the shadow people
but one liked him was in the mud
but when he finally saw it he recoiled in disgust
it was a girl him
she told him that was what she was
he barely remembered that the shadow people had had two types
this was a girl
she wanted to touch him so they could feel each other
it was hard to see in the mud and he wasn't going to get out of it
he told her know he felt sick thinking of her touching him
why was it so horrible?
she was not the harder mud
he only wanted the harder mud touching him
once they brushed against each other by accident, or so she claimed
he did not become engorged
he felt more sick then when he wold eat his waste mud by mistake
she was not real she was a fucking disgusting shadow
why was she in his mud
the mud was his world
the different types of mud were all there were
he liked how they felt
he KNEW how they felt
the harder mud felt the best
she was too hard and she wasn't mud
he did not want her near him
he remembered being pushed over and beaten
that was what she was
she was the same as the shadows who had done that
he'd never thought about a shadow girl or a girl him sexually
why would he?
he'd always known mud
he'd loved the harder mud before he'd understood what the explosions were
he told her to stay away from him
to stay in in her own mud
one day she brushed against him again
he felt rage
his man thing had been engorged by harder mud then she had touched it
maybe she had been watching
yes of course
she wanted his explosions in her
he hated her
she was not the harder mud
he decided he would hold her around the throat until she did die
he could put her in the shadow waste mud and she would decompse and he could eat her
he plotted and planned this
he swam through the harder mud screaming in joy at the explosions
he knew that she would come and she did
he knew the mud, he knew how to swim above her
he put his hands around her throat and squeezed
but she was stronger than him
she had not been in the mud as long as him so her body was not as degraed, he had not counted on that
she overpowered him and she was on top of him now
and still he was engorged by the harder mud
but now she was moving up and down on him and their bodies were interlocked now
he could not get away
she was moving up and down and she was not the harder mud
he did not like it or did he
there was harder mud in there
it was a mix of her and the harder mud
he liked it
he could not kill her
she had claimed him
he was hers
they swam together in the harder mud for a long time after that
they ever forgot to eat
he just kept exploding in her
eventually she grew larger and he knew his line would continue
a family in the mud
he started to cry
his tears mixed with the mud
he swam to her to show his joy
but found her gone
he felt panic
he need her now, even more than the harder mud
he stuck his head out of the mud
he saw her
she was a fish
she was being removed by shadow men
she was a huge fish
the shadow men were speaking
"it worked! the first mud man/fish monster hybrid will be born! domination of the mud and sea will be ours! death to all!"
he felt saddened at that
he went back to the mud
the mud was home
he fell asleep in the mud
he would die in the mud
would he even notice
would he become mud when he was gone?
that comforted him
he loved the mud