Stuffed Sylvia Morrow Quotes

How dare he tell me he loves me when I’m being double penetrated.

Mate with me, little fish,” I whisper as our brows press together. “I need you inside me.

Carl,” I say to our goldfish. “Prepare yourself for a night of having to listen to loud and boisterous intercourse. Louder than usual, I should say.

Anne blinks once, twice then to my relief, speaks to me. “Oh. Okay then.” I smile as much as I can with a mouth that’s hardly more than two folds in fabric. She accepts me.  My Anne, of course, would accept me. She’s meant for me. My Anne is… …on the floor. She fainted. Damn.

Initially there were only the two of us, Anne would be the omega, which is the submissive member of the pack who generally gets bred by a strong mate, and I would be the alpha, the one in charge who generally does the breeding. We didn’t have a beta and I thought that would be fine enough, as betas are complicated in Omegaverse lore, anyway.

Now, I don’t like real people. I really, really don’t. Aside from my small family and online friends, that is. Those particular folks are awesome because I don’t have to touch them. I get to enjoy their presence platonically and from at least several inches away. But dating? Gross. My hooha dries up at the thought.

With my perfect pillow between my legs and my fictional boyfriend on the T.V., everything is just right in the world.

Fictophilia. That’s what it’s called when you’re only attracted to fictional characters

Please stop touching me.

I fucking hate humans.

velvet, silk, and latex.

Carl, which is what we named the fish.

No, you won’t be coming back, will you?” I smile, pinching his sagging cheek.

This is about a…sentient door? And it’s a romance?

She made use of me again tonight,

I’m simply one hell of a pillow.

But fictional characters are a whole other story.

clutching a pillow between my legs—my favorite pillow. It’s the perfect firmness, soft

Fictophilia. That’s what it’s called when you’re only attracted to fictional characters.

I tend to cry when I get upset and I don’t want to do that.

No. I’m going to get you the girl.

How the hell did I get two incredible guys?

Today I get the girl.

I’m begging for a pillow to fuck me.

I’m begging for a pillow to fuck me. What kind of day is this?