Look at your dad. Look at how happy he now is with a big fat
dick up his ass. This is all your fault you know, your dad wouldn’t be a fag
now if you hadn’t fired me. You said I was crazy, but clearly I knew what I was
talking about. Your dad just can’t stop begging me for my dick.
So yeah, you may have fired me, but I’ve kept my research
alive and well. It’s not perfect, the drug was supposed to only last for a
total of twenty-four hours. It’s been eighty hours and counting and your dad
still has an insatiable appetite for dicks. It might be permanent, we’ll have
to wait and see.
I’ll send him back to you in a few weeks, once I’ve finished
up all my tests. Then I might use this new drug on you. You do have one fine
piece of ass. We’ll have to wait and see, this is all your fault anyway, you
cheapskate bigot.
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