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Every time I open one of brolime's streams I find myself ensnared by that godfucking smug face he pulls. That way he extends the "y" when screaming "NO WAY" or similar. GOD I want to milk his ass like a cow in a dairy farm. I'd superglue a vibrator to his prostate and keep him in constant prostate milking orgasm. I'd feed him Zinc, L-Arginine, Soya Lecithin and Celery, on top of his normal diet to force him to cum the hardest. I will grab him by the dick in the middle of a stream and start going up and down, slowly at first, teasingly as he desperately tries to keep his voice normal, so his viewers do not realize he's fucking cumming like never before. I'd catch his ejaculate on a graham cracker and force feed it to him with a kiss, both relishing the experience, then him recoiling after having tasted his own fluids.
He'd blush and start feeling awkward, as he remembers the taste on his lips, and feels the heat reach his loins once more. I'd straddle him and rub his hardening cock with my asscheeks, now very obviously interrupting him from streaming. Chat none the wiser that the funny doctor is getting hotdogged right now. I'd stop just enough for him to speak and keep pretending everything is fine, despite the fact he can feel my ministrations on him. I'd turn on the superglued vibrator just so he yelps in surprise at the sudden stimulus. Fuck, FUCK! BROLIME ANAL!!! I WANT TO LICK HIS TAINT AND MAKE HIM SQUEAL LIKE A GODDAMNED ANIME GIRL. I WANT TO USE HIS PROSTATE MILKING TEACHINGS ON HIM, SO HE CAN RECOIL AT HOW THE "USELESS" KNOWLEDGE HE SHARED WAS USED ON HIMSELF. AAAAA FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK I WANT TO REARRANGE HIS FUCKING INTESTINES WITH A DILDO AS HE FILLS MY MORNING COFFEE WITH MAN MILK I WANT TO FIST HIS ASS SO HARD MY FINGERS TICKLE HIS GOD DAMNED THROAT, I WANT TO STICK ELECTRODES IN HIS BRAIN AND GIVE HIM LITERALLY ALL THE ORGASMS POSSIBLE DIRECTLY TO HIS NEURONS, ALL WHILE FIXING HIS CRIPPLING DEPRESSION AND MENHERA (but not too much, menhera is love).
I want to wait for him after he comes home, tired from a 20h long shift and cuddle him to sleep. I want to watch him rest wistfully after an excruciating shift. I want to wake him up with a blowjob and tickle his frenulum with my tongue. I want him to look at me in the eyes, longingly, as he feels my attention. We'll spend a full week sucking and fucking, his boner sustained by extreme stimulus. I want him to use his gun and shoot me dead so I can come back as a spirit and fuck his soul as well. We'd have spirit sex every waking (for him) moment, and nobody would know why in the fuck the nurse/gamer sometimes moans uncontrollably while working. He'd be angry and try to punish me, which I'd let him do, if he somehow finds a way to materialize a spirit. The constant spiritfucking would invigorate his body, now infused with ethereal energies, and would enable him to stream for weeks at a time without stop, and he'd do just that, just constantly shitposting, complaining about youtube being fags, insulting chinese gamers like nobody's business, and youtube could do nothing to stop it. It's the next coming, both literal and figurative, of Brolime Christ. His devotion for streaming and (again) constant spirit sex would invigorate me as well, and my soul would be empowered, manifesting into a physical being like King Minos in ULTRAKILL. Now able to spiritfuck him WHILE physically fucking him as well, we'd meld our essence into one, becoming the all eternal spirit fuck being, in a state of constant mutual metaphysical orgasmic bliss. Raimi could do nothing but stare in awe and confusion as to what in the fuck happened to the doc, that all of a sudden became a moaning mess then a metaphysical being. With our now metaphysical existence as concepts we'd travel across reality, rewriting concepts as we see fit, the very idea of homosexuality replaced with homiesexuality, cause it ain't gay if it's for the homies, and brolime and I would be the biggest homies in the multiverse. Brolime would go off the deep end into genetic engineering and would engineer actual real life kemonomimi genes, complete with cat, fox, mouse, rabbit or elf ears, ‘cause he is a true homie and wishes for everyone to live in a similar bliss.
We'll illegally disperse the retrovirus into every nation's water supply, and soon, everyone would have kemonomimi; governments unable, or unwilling to stop it. He'd watch humanity enter a renaissance from his throne in the Akashic Records themselves, that throne being my face, or his, depending on who gets to top that day. We'd get recognized by Anon and Minta as Gods of Earth, we'd take care of it, while they retire to their pocket universe, similar fates. Our cells, interlinked, within one stem, as the veritable Yggdrasil of our reality, both, rulers of life itself. And it all started with a prostate milking. Once he is at his most regal I'd turn on the vibrator again, just to make him squeal. And you would watch in awe, for the gods are powerful.
