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>I was only 9 years old
>I loved Pokémon so much, I had all the games and merchandise
>I pray to Karen every night before bed, thanking her for the life I’ve been given
>“Karen is love,” I say; “Karen is life.”
>My smogonfag dad hears me and calls me a loser
>I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Karen
>I called him a stallfag
>He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
>I'm crying now, and my face hurts
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>A warmth is moving towards me
>I feel something touch me
>It's Karen
>I am so happy
>She whispers in my ear, "Weak Pokémon are trash."
>She grabs me with her powerful waifu hands and puts me on my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>I spread my ass cheeks for Karen
>He penetrates my teambuilding
>It hurts so much but I do it for Karen
>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against her force
>I want to please Karen
>She roars a mighty roar as she fills my butt with her karenfaggottry
>My dad walks in
>Karen looks him straight in the eye and says, "It's all NU now."
>Karen leaves through my window
>Karen is love, Karen is life
