Well look who’s back! Here I was thinking that perhaps you’d gathered enough strength to finally actually quit me! And then boom, you show up on your knees binging hard on Goddess Gwen! I’m not surprised, good to have you back! I think it’s hilarious that you tried to quit me, that you tried to convince yourself and everyone else around you that you fit into some heteronormative nuclear family archetype but we both know the truth is that isn’t your life! You are over there trying to pretend to be some vanilla little hubby stepdaddy to ugly bratty offsprings, knowing full well that deep down in...

Well look who’s back! Here I was thinking that perhaps you’d gathered enough strength to finally actually quit me! And then boom, you show up on your knees binging hard on Goddess Gwen! I’m not surprised, good to have you back! I think it’s hilarious that you tried to quit me, that you tried to convince yourself and everyone else around you that you fit into some heteronormative nuclear family archetype but we both know the truth is that isn’t your life! You are over there trying to pretend to be some vanilla little hubby stepdaddy to ugly bratty offsprings, knowing full well that deep down in your heart you are a pathetic mess for my chest, a forever blouse obsessed pathetic mess! It has a nice ring to it doesn’t it? You should say it out loud to yourself and affirm it! Ha ha, did you miss my evil laugh? Did you miss worshiping my big goddess tits? Of course you did don’t worry I don’t blame you, who wants to suck on some saggy stepmommy titties that have given milk to bratty offspring? It’s disgusting! They’re not like my big perfect goddess tits, you couldn’t stay away & nobody blames you for that because would you even want to live anymore if you couldn’t worship my Goddess tits? So welcome back you pathetic fucking mess! I knew you couldn’t stay away, I knew you’d be obsessed forever, all these years have gone by and you cannot quit me. You have always been and you will always be obsessed with my chest! It’s funny, to imagine little wifey napping in your bed while you’re in the back room watching me up on your 62 inch flatscreen TV, you on your knees praying to Goddess Gwen. And on your knees you feel exactly where you belong staring up at me wondering “how is it possible that she’s gotten even more beautiful?” Hahaha! You wonder if I’ve sold my soul to the devil in exchange for eternal youth and beauty and the power to control weak men like you? It could be true. But right now let’s just focus on the fact that you are back in the congregation the church of Goddess Gwen welcomes you, you will worship, you will pray, you will serve Goddess Gwen. This is where you belong on your knees before me, in fact you’re no longer going to go to church with your fake vanilla family on Sundays, no you’re going to make up some excuse about how you have a lot of work to do and stay home and worship me.