WorshipGraves

There's a natural order in which we all exist in this world. You're somebody who's always going to wanna simp over me. That's how we operate in the context of each other. So many guys think the word "simping" is something to feel ashamed about, but after a while, a "true" simp just learns to accept it, because there's nothing truly wrong with it. There's nothing wrong with being easy to control because someone makes your heart rate spike and your veins rush when you look at them.

You love my ass so much, don't you? Well I want you to ruin your orgasm for it. I'm going to instruct you on just how to do that. You're going to stroke your cock for my ass, and right as you get to your orgasm, I'm going to make you finish, then completely ruin that high. I'm excited to fuck up your fun.

Me existing gets to you so much. I can make you into my bitch at the drop of a hat, whenever I so please to. I get you so fucked up, my perfect body gets you so fucked up, and my clever brain gets you fucked up. So sit back and let me fuck you up more.

I'm breaking up with you. Why? I realized you bore the fuck out of me. You expect me to pull all the weight and you're a dumb ass beta loser. I can't disrespect myself by being with you anymore, I've done enough charity work by sticking with you.

I'm glad you agreed to come and find somewhere private with me at this party... I'm a little surprised to see someone like you here, but that's fine. It's given us this chance to be alone and have some fun. So, have you ever fucked someone at a party? We can be quick, nobody will catch us. Matter of fact, I'll put you fuck me in the ass if you let me see your dick first. I'm all ready for it, so show me.

You're such a desperate loser for my ass that your wants go beyond wanting to stare at it, worship it or jerk off to it. You want to stuff your face right against my ass so you can memorize the exact smell of it. It's disgusting.

You stupid man, you've fallen right into the bait I've set out for you. You'll figure it out sooner or later why I've taken you and turned you into one of my test subjects. My subject Number 2. I like playing with my food and you're going to find that out on your last day. You're now in the jaws of Me. You're not going to get away from me, you're going to spend your last days alone. And when I'm ready for you, I'm going to snap you in my jaws and you'll be gone forever.

Let's get one thing straight, we are two very different types of nerds. I'm a hot nerd; one that is adored and made to be worshipped. You, you are a loser nerd; the type that has such strong beta male energy that you could never ever be someone on my radar. You are meant to worship me, you are meant to dream of having someone like me. Hell, even when you imagine getting a chance to fuck me in your fantasies, I'm still telling you how I would never want you and how you're a waste of my space. Your mind just can't make up any other reality to cum to.

Every good thing anybody in your life has ever told you has been all a big lie. I don't even know if they realize it yet are if they're just being too damn nice. But lucky for you, I'm here to tell you the truth. I'm here to give you the reality check that all of those people around you won't dear if you, because they're too busy enabling you.

You keep living in this fantasy land where you keep convincing yourself you're nothing but a sissy man. You want to be degraded for it, you want to be shamed for how you wear feminine clothing and lingerie. You feel pretty when you do this stuff, but you think it's just all apart of the sissy fantasy. That's where you're going, and I can see where this is going for you. You're just in your starting stages of exploring being who you actually are inside: A Trans Woman. Let's dive into that for a second...

You are a sad excuse of a husband. You go around behind your wife's back all to spend and send to me. She doesn't have the same bitchness I do and that's what causes you to seek me out. You have a perfect life and it's still not enough because you know you're a beta bitch who needs to be drained and degraded for the rest of his life, and a nice, loving wife wouldn't want to make you feel like that. That's fine, hell, maybe me and her should both drain you of everything you're worth.

I know you don't just like the look at my ass, you don't even just like thinking about kissing it, or grabbing it, or fucking it. No, your interest in my ass isn't as simple as that, is it? You want to go further than that. You drool at the thought of getting to lap your tongue at my ass and to taste it. That is your vice and the fixation on your mind when you look at my ass. A true freak for it.

You're just waiting for the moment I turn around and you can look at my ass, right? You're waiting for the moment when I tell you to pull your pants down and to wrap your hand around your cock and start gooning for me. Well lucky you, that's what I'm going to ask you to do. I want you to keep gooning for me until you don't have a singular thought in your head, and all you can do it keep stroking your cock and staring at my ass and listening to my voice.

I want to train you for something very special today. Train you to crave the taste of your own cum on your tongue. I'm going to tell you how to stroke your cock, and I'm going to have you trembling and get you so ready to taste your own cum for the first time... But it'll be fair from your last.

You're so far gone. You don't care how much I tell you how worthless you are, how much I despise you and only want you for your money. You still sit and listen to every word because of how struck you are by me. You'd let me tear you down completely if I wanted.

Stop everything, sit down, and just watch my small tits bounce in slow motion.

It's a new month, which means it's time for you to pay your dues of worship for me through means of this Worship Tax.

I want you to take out your small cock. I want you to take it out so I can tell you how to stroke it, how to stroke it while I talk about it. You'd love to hear me talk about your cock while telling you how to pleasure yourself with your hand, wouldn't you? Of course you would. That's the most attention it'll get from anybody.

You are so unlovable, you realize this, don't you? I could never love someone like you. It doesn't matter how hard you keep trying to gain my affection, I'd never feel that way about you.

You want cock in your mouth so bad, you want so much cum in your mouth that it's dribbling out before you get a chance to swallow it. You want a man, or multiple men even, to use that mouth of yours like it's their personal cum dump. You want to be an utterly pathetic slut for their cream.