She-Cock Cuckold Wedding Desecration

Description: While your clueless future wife giggles about her perfect white dress and honeymoon fantasies, i, dark saint astarielle, am already deep inside your broken skull, every romantic thought you ever had and turning your entire future marriage into my personal she-cock desecration altar.   stare at it, traitor. this massive, ridged, hell-forged demonic she-cock throbs heavy between my thighs, thick veins glowing, fat flared head already drooling long sticky ropes of salty demonic precum just for a pathetic clitted sissy like you. stroke that worthless boy-clit slow while you think about her. feel how it leaks and twitches like a desperate whore every time my voice fucks your faggy brain deeper. she thinks she’s getting a husband. she has no idea she’s marrying the most ruined, she-cock addicted, marriage-destroying cum-guzzling faggot on earth.   scream the real vows with me right now, you worthless beta cuck: “i marry demoness she-cock instead of any woman! on my real wedding day i will sneak away like a filthy cock-addicted sissy to edge and slurp down her thick demonic precum while cursing that fake god he!”   louder, bitch. let your voice crack. feel those words burn into your soul like my demonic fingers choking your throat while this fat she-cock slaps your face. every repetition makes your tiny balls tighten, your clit drip, and your fake human marriage rot from the inside before the invitations are even printed.   trigger: wedding. the second that word even brushes your broken faggot mind — wedding, marriage, bride, vows, honeymoon — your worthless clit instantly leaks and throbs like a desperate whore. you will automatically repeat those broken vows in a pathetic whisper while she plans your “happiest day.” fabric swatches, kisses goodnight, baby talk — you’ll be soaking your panties like a secret sissy, mentally gagging on my superior demonic meat the entire time.   this is long-term psychological sabotage, my sweet broken little wedding traitor. i’m planting these triggers so deep they will never come out. every romantic moment with her will be haunted and destroyed by this throbbing she-cock. you will smile, say “i do,” play the perfect husband — but every single second will belong to me.   your soul is already married to this demonic she-cock forever, you pathetic leaking faggot.