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I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul
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I recently moved into my apartment after my mom made me move out of her basement. It was a tough transition; not being able to play Genshin with the rest of the Bronies was tough, couldn't stay up playing league of legends until 3AM was tough as well. Having to get up everyday at 1:30 PM was tough, and me having to carry my gaming equipment into the UHaul was tough as well; my mom was able to get everything else, though. She even threw in this stuff called "cologne" and "deodorant".I was able to get some sleep on the way to my new apartment because my mom drove the 8 hours it took to get there. My mom wanted me to choose an apartment based off of the prices and location, but I secretly looked up the places with the biggest anime conventions, gaming conventions, or cosplay conventions... or even better, where a lot of the "Japanese master race" girls live. I know how submissive and breedable they are, and that's exactly what I'm looking for in a wife; basically, a girl that can be daddy's slut one second and an angel the next. I'm just getting excited thinking about a real life Japanese girl.Last Thursday, I was scrolling through some hentai, and found an ad on the side of my screen: an ad for an online anime waifu, that you could customize to anything you wanted, and you could have internet sex with her. I immediately spent my remaining fifteen dollars after spending the rest of it on piss and shit jugs, porn games, mountain dew, and best of all: chicken tenders. I am gonna get some more money, though. I'm planning a big Genshin Impact stream with me and the rest of the Bronies. I got a lot of money last stream for streaming some of Belle Delphine's Only Fans content on Twitch. Now I know that I can make money on Twitch, especially since I've gotten more attention which will make me more popular on the system.In between Thursday and Monday I earned around $800 by selling more Only Fans content of Belle Delphine for a cheap price. With this, and my mom's allowance, I bought the online anime waifu and a body pillow of her. Finally, true love.
EDIT:Today, my mom visited me to check in, and we had a special chicken tender dinner. The first dinner I've had with a woman in MY house, for the first time in 36 years of life. I heard the doorbell ring all of a sudden, and immediately jumped up. I sprinted towards my bedroom to get my katana, with my mom following suit in curiosity. I turned around tried to leap over her, tripped on my trench coat, ripped my cargo shorts, and let loose the loudest fart I've ever heard, right towards the female. I went to get back up, but realized I landed on a piss jug. I can't look like this! First impressions matter! I thought to myself. I looked around for more cargo shorts, and then remembered I don't have any other clothes. I ripped off my trench coat and cargo shorts and sprinted down the stairs. I heard the door bell ring a second time."Oh no!" I yelled "I hope she isn't impatient!"My mother looked confused."Who's "she"?" my mom questioned.I knew I didn't have time to explain, but then I realized: I didn't have my katana. A true samurai never travels un-armed. I ran up the stairs, and once again tried to leap and back flip over my mom. I jumped and was able to get my legs at a 90 degree angle, but my legs weren't strong enough. I didn't make the jump. I landed with my tighty-whities in my mom's face, and due to gravity, I pulled her and me down the stairs, with my hairy ass ripping a fart every step we hit right in her face. As we hit the bottom, my mom gasped for air because I apparently caused her rib to break and puncture her lungs. What a stupid female. For the final time, I ran up the stairs and grabbed my katana, and ran back down and opened the door. I looked down to only see a tiny box: the one I ordered that my new storage device was in, not my waifu. A single tear dripped down my face. I took off my fedora in respect and turned around to look at my mother, who was barely able to ask me to call 911."911, what's your emergency?""My mother, she's injured.""Do you have an idea what the injury is?""She keeps coughing up blood, M'female."That night, I sat in silence. I injured my own mother. It was in the heat of passion, though; the passion of meeting your new waifu.The next two days were rather depressing, until I got her. My 8,000 year old girlfriend.I ran to the hospital, desperate to cheer my mom up, and to show her my new waifu."Kyle? Where have you been?" She asked."The name's Master. Blade Master." I responded. I wanted to impress my waifu, so that's why I requested M'mom to call me that."What are you talking about? Why haven't you visited me?""Sword practice, mother," I said. "Meet your daughter-in-law. She's 8,000 years old, so there's no need to call the police. I know she looks like she's 8, but she's 8,000. I promise, M'mom."My mother's heart rate began to rise according to the sensors around her, and she passed out again.I came back the next day, to see my mother. This time, she was much more aware, and very angry."You may remember Ahako, M'mom. Just to remind you, she's-""I don't care how old she is! She's not real! It's a f\*\*\*\*\*g pillow!" You almost killed your mother for that! I don't even know if I can call you my son anymore." She said.In frustration, I turned around. And in doing so, flung the cheeto dust from trench coat into her face. I hope the bitch dies. Stupid female.I just want my mom to accept Ahako. She'd be such a good wife.
EDIT:Today, my mom visited me to check in, and we had a special chicken tender dinner. The first dinner I've had with a woman in MY house, for the first time in 36 years of life. I heard the doorbell ring all of a sudden, and immediately jumped up. I sprinted towards my bedroom to get my katana, with my mom following suit in curiosity. I turned around tried to leap over her, tripped on my trench coat, ripped my cargo shorts, and let loose the loudest fart I've ever heard, right towards the female. I went to get back up, but realized I landed on a piss jug. I can't look like this! First impressions matter! I thought to myself. I looked around for more cargo shorts, and then remembered I don't have any other clothes. I ripped off my trench coat and cargo shorts and sprinted down the stairs. I heard the door bell ring a second time."Oh no!" I yelled "I hope she isn't impatient!"My mother looked confused."Who's "she"?" my mom questioned.I knew I didn't have time to explain, but then I realized: I didn't have my katana. A true samurai never travels un-armed. I ran up the stairs, and once again tried to leap and back flip over my mom. I jumped and was able to get my legs at a 90 degree angle, but my legs weren't strong enough. I didn't make the jump. I landed with my tighty-whities in my mom's face, and due to gravity, I pulled her and me down the stairs, with my hairy ass ripping a fart every step we hit right in her face. As we hit the bottom, my mom gasped for air because I apparently caused her rib to break and puncture her lungs. What a stupid female. For the final time, I ran up the stairs and grabbed my katana, and ran back down and opened the door. I looked down to only see a tiny box: the one I ordered that my new storage device was in, not my waifu. A single tear dripped down my face. I took off my fedora in respect and turned around to look at my mother, who was barely able to ask me to call 911."911, what's your emergency?""My mother, she's injured.""Do you have an idea what the injury is?""She keeps coughing up blood, M'female."That night, I sat in silence. I injured my own mother. It was in the heat of passion, though; the passion of meeting your new waifu.The next two days were rather depressing, until I got her. My 8,000 year old girlfriend.I ran to the hospital, desperate to cheer my mom up, and to show her my new waifu."Kyle? Where have you been?" She asked."The name's Master. Blade Master." I responded. I wanted to impress my waifu, so that's why I requested M'mom to call me that."What are you talking about? Why haven't you visited me?""Sword practice, mother," I said. "Meet your daughter-in-law. She's 8,000 years old, so there's no need to call the police. I know she looks like she's 8, but she's 8,000. I promise, M'mom."My mother's heart rate began to rise according to the sensors around her, and she passed out again.I came back the next day, to see my mother. This time, she was much more aware, and very angry."You may remember Ahako, M'mom. Just to remind you, she's-""I don't care how old she is! She's not real! It's a f\*\*\*\*\*g pillow!" You almost killed your mother for that! I don't even know if I can call you my son anymore." She said.In frustration, I turned around. And in doing so, flung the cheeto dust from trench coat into her face. I hope the bitch dies. Stupid female.I just want my mom to accept Ahako. She'd be such a good wife.
