Lubing up my new personal cocksleeve. Nothing better than making sure she knows that she’s property of a Perfect White God like myself. Every single hole gaping. Her mind a goopy mush. Her womb thoroughly bred and bleached. Her eggs fertilized. Breedstock for the rest of her days. What a perfect fate.
Dumping info like that in front of a Perfect White God. Testing their luck, even with the two of them simply being “friends”. By the end of the night, they’ll be begging for Bleached tattoos and my virile colonizing seed to convert them.
Like you’d ever be able to resist. Just look at how your body reacts to my length. You tremble before it, because you are in such dire need of it. Give in. Be a stepping stone in the BWO. Submit fully, and devote the rest of your days to the cause.
A body like that is nothing more than perfect breedstock for our Perfect White Cocks. Her stomach bulging. Her brain melted. She’ll make for the perfect breeding bitch, and an even better living, breathing Bleached Cocksleeve.
Whatever she had to say had no value anyway. The only value a chink like her has is to take fertile white seed and use those fat udders to feed the countless white babies she'll have.
