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I was only nine years old. I loved Nyanners so much, I had all the merch and bodypillows. I'd pray to Nyanners every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Pink Cat good", I would say, "Pink Cat sexy". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Nyanners. I called him a cunt. 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 Nyanners. I'm so happy. She whispers in my ear, "This is my milk". She grabs me with her powerful pink cat paws, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Nyanners. She penetrates my butthole. The barbs hurt so much, but I do it for Naynners. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against her force. I want to please Nyanners. She roars a mighty roar, as he fills my butt with her love. My dad walks in. Nyanners looks him straight in the eye, and says, "It's all barbed now". Nyanners leaves through my window. Pink Cat good. Pink Cat sexy.
