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“I felt you the moment you stepped inside of me.”
Liz blinked. “So, you’re, what? A leaf…guy?” “That’s not the correct term.” “Then what am I supposed to call you?” “You’ll call me ‘Daddy.’”
Ok, so he’s probably not going to kill me, but he’s definitely a corn person, so there’s that.
This is the most fertile time for me, and I must choose a bride and produce a hearty crop for next season.”
Liz cocked an eyebrow. To be fair, she had tried weirder things before.
LIKE WHAT
In his lower foliage, she noticed a growing mound beneath the leaves, and she wondered how soon it would be until that mound was firmly planted inside her.
She means his boner
She was desperately horny and hanging naked from a crucifix made of cornstalks. This day had certainly taken a turn.
Liz had been kicked out of his corn hole.
She wasn’t normally a farmer’s market kind of girlie, but she was entering an era of exploring new things.
She dropped the cob into boiling water, because today was not the day that she would get vaginal worms, thank you.
Maybe this is too weird? She stopped and considered the literal corn cob inside her body with the momentary clarity of a sober, unaroused person.
She was entitled to legal cum-pensation!
BOOOO
“Go on then. Shuck me.”
