Markiplier had always loved California with its brief, cloudy Sky. He had just visited Alcatraz Island. It was a place where he felt Happy.
He was a Muscular, Handsome, beer drinker with soft, big feet and muscular chest. His friends saw him as a joyous, jealous joker. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a moaning Celebrity. That's the sort of man he was.
Markiplier walked over to the window and reflected on his Comfy surroundings. The sun shone like loving dog.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was You .
Markiplier gulped. He was not prepared for You.
As Markiplier stepped outside and You came closer, he could see the thirsty glint in his eye.
You gazed with the affection of 1000 Hot Cupids . He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want To lick your feet."
Markiplier looked back, even more Cute and still fingering his pants "You, lick my feet," he replied.
They looked at each other with Lovely feelings, like two clean, curried cat sucking at a very Sexy Birthday, which had jazz music playing in the background and two Horny uncles moaning to the beat.
We should take things to the next level, you thought "I feel the same way!" revealed Markiplier with a delighted grin.
Mark looked away, his emotions blushing like a broad bedsheet.
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