Adam CHADusea

[Anonymous No.16134795]

I love Adam

And tranny jannies can't stop me

[Anonymous No.16134814]

Why do the mods keep suppressing the silent majority? :(

[Anonymous No.16134830]

Adam awoke, naked and chained to a wall, with a coughing fit, the hairs on his tounge having gotten caught in his windpipe while unconcious. He wheezed and felt the gag reflex kick in before finally exhaling the errant curly hairs. He looked upon them in his hand and realized these looked too feral, too masculine to be anywhere near his own. He took small comfort in knowing this meant he likely hadn't sucked himself off last night. Trying to recollect the events leading up to this, he noticed he was in a dark basement, walls lined with spice racks and filled to the brim with jars of Cayenne. Adam had little time to take in his surroundings as he became aware of a sharp burning sensation in his asshole. His confusion giving way to panic, he screamed for help into the darkness, his echoing plea reverberating into the void.

A moment of silence. Suddenly, the stillness was faintly broken by approaching footsteps accompanied by the sound of a piano:

https://youtu.be/UI6YgHidevk [Embed]

An vast silhoutte emerged from the dark, and with a booming voice exclaimed:

"This is Chef John, from fooooood wishes dot com wiiiith... How to prep your soyboy!"

A shiver came Raguesa as he suddenly remembered exactly what transpired last night.

"J-john, please, I-I'm sorry, I promise I'll cancel my Youtube account and buy some more Cayenne, just let m-"

No sooner had Adams words left his lips before John mighty hairy hands covered his mouth and forced his face to the ground, his muffled cries ignored by the titan, who was Jovially explaining every step of the process to the camera. In the corner of his eye, he saw Chef John reach for one of the jars of Cayenne while forcing Adams buttcheeks apart. At that moment, he realized the origin of the burning sensation he had felt earlier.