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You know, I just got back from a festival and it was extremely dusty and it really got my nasal passages inflamed for the last few days. I've been coughing and blowing my nose a ton and that's when suddenly, I thought of you, my disgusting little pervert. I know you absolutely worship every little part that comes off of me, and so I thought why just throw away these snotty, used tissues when I have you around?
I mean, just look at you. I'm just blowing my nose into these tissues and you're actually getting turned on by it. Any normal person would think it's gross but you? No, you want to do nothing more than worship my used tissues don't you? You know, I should just save these and make a collection and then I can sell them to you and make you eat them. It would be such an extravagant meal for you wouldn't it? Why don't you beg me for them, and tell me how much you want to worship my snot rags. Then maybe just maybe, I'll grace you with my Goddess phlegm.
It's not a surprise to me just how disgusting you truly are.
