/ck/ - Food & Cooking

>wake up in my san francisco studio apartment
>gently pat DeMarcus's head, but not too hard because I don't want to trigger his hereditary PTSD from slavery
>also pet the conjoined living unit dog which my significant life partner got to have sex with
>walk to the mirror and put on my chastity belt, bow tie, skinny jeans, and shitty flannel
>remember, only button until you can see chest hair
>i don't have any hair so i just borrow some of DeMarcus's
>cultural exchange
>walk into the kitchen and see my empowered healthy at every size SLP sleeping on the remains of the kitchen table
>her empowered shaved hair excites me so I hit myself with a nearby cuck whip to keep my patriarchal urges down
>shuffle around her body and get to the fridge
>what to drink on a lovely M*nday morning?
>see twenty bottles of Soylent brand TrannyJuice with pre-leached xenoestrogens
>no, that's not empowered enough
>see a 4 oz bottle of Demarcus's potent black seed
>not empowered enough
>see the dog's semen in a ziploc bag
>still not enough
>see a carton of pulp free orange juice
>perfect