I loved to bathe. It made me feel clean and free of worry and responsibility. I turned on the faucet and dipped myself into the cool liquid. But, it wasn't liquid. It was solid. Solid crunch. I dipped myself under the wave of crunches, and instead of being freed from worry and responsibility, I felt something else. Ecstasy. Ahh that sickening crunch.
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That sickening crunch
FanfictionA collection of stories by a man who loves that sickening crunch. Please read and vote if you share these feelings. Love my crunchies (my fans)!
