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@everyone Michael had a secret. A ritual, if you will. A ritual nobody knew about, and he intended to keep it that way. It started with harmless curiosity: a desperate thought born from desperate boredom. Michael had just been sitting on his bed one day, doing homework, clicking his biro pen over and over as he struggled to maintain attention; he absolutely loathed math. Chewing the ‘clicker’ of said pen as he endeavoured to decipher a particularly difficult equation, Michael eventually sighed and flopped heavily back onto his mattress. The Foxy plush on his bed bounced, drawing his attention to it. Clicking his pen one last time — then chucking it onto the carpeted floor — he took the soft toy into his large hands, kneading his thumbs into its round stomach. Then, he felt the short stubs that were its legs, turning it over to stare at its backside. Michael paused. He glanced at his door, ensuring it was securely closed. He continued to knead his thumbs, but this time into Foxy’s ‘crotch’, if you could even call a flat space that. Unzipping his jeans, he jimmied the waistband down by a margin and pushed the plushy down in front of his clothed crotch. He enjoyed the lifelessness of Foxy’s round eyes staring up at him from within the dark crevice of his trousers. Michael began to rub the toy against his gradually hardening cock. The large, fuzzy surface area was surprisingly pleasurable. After a few minutes of teasing himself, Michael progressed to pushing Foxy into his actual boxers; the moment he felt the fleecy fabric on his bare cock, he sighed, head tipping back to hang off the edge of the mattress, causing his brown curls to cascade. It was the perfect amount of stimulation. Soon, he was on all fours, jeans down by his knees, as he humped Foxy’s largest surface area — his stomach — into the mattress, causing the bed frame to squeak and groan. Michael watched as his cock slid up and down, up and down, leaving an embedded road of discoloured red fur: his leaking pre-cum. Panting softly, he sped up, tensed, grunted, visibly grit his teeth, then— “F-fuck— Ah—” Michael came on Foxy’s face. Foxy’s neutral expression remained the exact same. He collapsed face first into his pillow. His whole body was rhythmically rising and falling as it came down from its high. He didn’t come up for air due to the shame of what he’d done; he just let Foxy suffocate beneath the weight of his hips. Despite this ‘shame’, this continued to occur on a regular basis. Michael normally ensured the house was empty before retrieving his thoroughly defiled Foxy from the cupboard. He’d progressed to ripping an actual ‘fuck hole’ into its backside, one he enjoyed probing afterwards to feel the squelchy spunk he’d left inside.

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