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People want to fug Star. And Hekapoo. And Jackie. And Eclipsa. And Marco. And Marco in a dress.

I still want to plough Star Butterfly rotten. I want fill her with so much of my ball-sourced buttercream that she resembles a damp cannoli. I want to reshape her every orifice to be a mastercrafted sheathe for my pork saber. I want to jerk off into her shoes every morning so she has the comforting and familiar presence of my nut squishing between her toes.