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charlie kirk sat down on his bed, head in hands with Medkit sitting beside him. "Medkit, I don't know what i'm gonna do," He cried. "I'm just so lonely! Even with you here, i can't help but feel like there's something... off." Charlie Kirk told her, raising his head up to turn towards Medkit.
"Charlie..." Medkit said, doubt stirring in her head. "I think you're just a fucking loser. Also, i'm not real." She put a hand on his back. Charlie Kirk didn't feel her warmth at all.
"M-Medkit...?!" Charlie kirk yelled out. "No, you have to be there! You healed my neck wound! You s-saved my life...! You have to be real! Without you, i wouldn't ever be able to blame gun violence on black people before immediately getting sniped by a white kid ever again!"
"Well, Charlie Kirk," Medkit began, her voice monotone. "You know that blowjob you gave me? Well, that never happened. You were sucking off a giant 10 inch bad dragon." She told him bluntly.
Oh.
/Oh./
"Wh... what?! No, that can't be!--"
Medkit shushed Charlie Kirk. "It's okay to be a gay furry, Charlie Kirk. You need to be kinder to yourself."
Tears began to well up into Charlie Kirk's eyes. He tried to envelop Medkit into a hug, yet he phased right through, falling face-first onto his bed. Medkit was still there, but his own illusion was shattered.
"N...no..."
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Charlie, realizing his anime waifu Medkit Phighting will never truly be there to comfort him, starts bawling. His eyes become puffy and tears roll down his cheeks in a way almost comical.
"Medkit...chan..." Charlie cries. "WHY CANT I JUST SUCK YOUR COCK!!!! FOR REAL FOR REAL!!!"
Charlie's eyes open with tears still welling up in his small, cute, and beady eyes. Right before him stands his f/o. "m..medkit..?" Charlie reaches out to touch the soft deer fur of the inphernal in front of him. "you're.. real? this cant be..."
"Yes, Charlie. I'm the real Medkit Phighting. You can finally blow me now."
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"Wow... I never had sex with a REAL man...." Charlie whimpers. He looks back up at Medkit with his puppy dog eyes and gently puts his hands around the barrel and puts his mouth around the shaft.
As he begins to tickle Medkit's balls he accidentally blows his head off because it WASNT Medkit's dick....It was a gun.
Dave is here to witness this as he sits idly in his deluxe cuck chair throne with a notepad in hand as he notes this all down. "Yes.... yes...." He says intelligently
The end
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