Imagine spending one day in a world created via one/more porn videos across the Interwebs.

Now tell me about that day you spent.
It can be a summary, or it can be a diary entry.

  • Fuckery@lemmynsfw.comEnglish
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    6 days ago

    Truth or Dare gone wild, everyone is playing it, chaos erupts but everyone is having fun nonetheless, countries are no longer divided everyone is united just to play together the only rules are no blood spilling (no self harm or harming others) no children allowed outside or involved anyhow in this game during this one day (every minor is locked in their room, windows shut, with all food and entertainment in their room) everyone has points for brave dares the ones who could peg the government members hard in the ass got most points ( the government fucks us daily, we get to legally bdsm their ass only this one day) extra points if one could tie them down or hogtie them up before the 24 hours of hardcore ass pounding ends.

    This is the ultimate fantasy for me, it may be impossible but welp we still can dream of such day.

  • Neu@lemmynsfw.comEnglish
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    6 days ago

    Woke up to my step brother masturbaiting while peeping on me. Went to eat breakfast and got fucked. Did the laundry and got stuck and fucked again. Went to the store and got fucked by a starnger who offered me money. Got to the store and was stopped by security for shoplifting, got fucked. Went home to cook but there was a leak in the sink so I couldn’t cook and had a plummer come over, got fucked. Ordered pizza, got fucked. Went to take a shower, got fucked. Went to sleep, had to masturbait to lesbian porn.

    You know, a normal female person day 😑

  • southsamurai@sh.itjust.worksEnglish
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    6 days ago

    Man, I tell ya, working as plumber in this city is hard.

    You’re shoving yourself into and out of tight, wet places. Your tools take a real beating. And there’s always someone riding you to get the job done.

    And you get ridiculous calls unrelated to the job. Just this afternoon, some poor lady called from inside her dryer. She’d gotten “stuck” in there. I swear, early onset dementia like that is sad to see. Not only could she have gotten herself out, she kept calling me step-brother!

    Which was almost as bad as this one lady right before I got done for the day. Calls from under a bed, and my boss sends me out! I said, “dammit, Jim I’m a plumber not a search and rescue team.”

    Anyways, I get there and she’s all wanting me to shove her deeper, and harder. I’m thinking, lady, you gotta be nuts, if I go any harder, I’m throwing my back out. And I’m not your damn stepson.

    But you know me, I ain’t leaving until the pipe is laid. I go at it like there’s no tomorrow. By the end of it, we’re both sweaty and sticky, and she’s just dripping.

    I tell ya, this job ain’t for wimps. You gotta be able to handle anything that comes at you. You gotta be able to shove the pipe into some dirty, nasty holes and bang around all damn day long.