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28 lines
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**Infinite cum.**
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You sit on the toilet to jack off, but you begin to cum uncontrollably.
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After ten spurts you start to worry. Your hand is sticky and it reeks of semen.
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You desperately shove your dick into a wad of toilet paper, but that only makes your balls hurt.
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The cum accelerates. It’s been three minutes. You can’t stop cumming.
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Your bathroom floor is covered in a thin layer of baby fluid. You try to cum into the shower drain but it builds up too fast.
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You try the toilet. The cum is too thick to be flushed. You lock the bathroom door to prevent the cum from escaping.
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The air grows hot and humid from the cum. The cum accelerates. You slip and fall in your own sperm.
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The cum is now six inches deep, almost as long as your still-erect semen hose. Sprawled on your back, you begin to cum all over the ceiling.
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Globs of the sticky white fluid begin to fall like raindrops, giving you a facial with your own cum. The cum accelerates.
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You struggle to stand as the force of the cum begins to propel you backwards as if you were on a bukkake themed slip-and-slide.
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Still on your knees, the cum is now at chin height. To avoid drowning you open the bathroom door.
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The deluge of man juice reminds you of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919, only with cum instead of molasses.
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The cum accelerates. It’s been two hours. Your children and wife scream in terror as their bodies are engulfed by the snow-white sludge.
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Your youngest child goes under, with viscous bubbles and muffled cries rising from the goop. You plead to God to end your suffering. The cum accelerates.
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You squeeze your dick to stop the cum, but it begins to leak out of your asshole instead. You let go.
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The force of the cum tears your urethra open, leaving only a gaping hole in your crotch that spews semen.
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Your body picks up speed as it slides backwards along the cum. You smash through the wall, hurtling into the sky at thirty miles an hour.
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From a bird’s eye view you see your house is completely white. Your neighbor calls the cops. The cum accelerates.
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As you continue to ascend, you spot police cars racing towards your house.
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The cops pull out their guns and take aim, but stray loads of cum hit them in the eyes, blinding them. The cum accelerates.
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You are now at an altitude of 1000 feet. The SWAT team arrives. Military helicopters circle you. Hundreds of bullets pierce your body at once, yet you stay conscious.
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Your testicles have now grown into a substitute brain. The cum accelerates. It has been two days. With your body now destroyed, the cum begins to spray in all directions.
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You break the sound barrier. The government deploys fighter jets to chase you down, but the impact of your cum sends one plane crashing to the ground.
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The government decides to let you leave the earth. You feel your gonads start to burn up as you reach the edges of the atmosphere.
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You narrowly miss the ISS, giving it a new white paint job as you fly past. Physicists struggle to calculate your erratic trajectory.
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The cum accelerates. The cum begins to gravitate towards itself, forming a comet trail of semen. Astronomers begin calling you the “Cummet.”
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You are stuck in space forever, stripped of your body and senses, forced to endure an eternity of cumshots. Eventually, you stop thinking.
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