Spickle Rick:Part 1

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(Hi! OwO! Its me, Husspai!! I am writing this fanfiction on Spechie, my favorite youtuber!!
Why?? Because I crave women putting pickles into their pussy. Im kidding dont arrest me.)

                  Hiya!! Im spechie, Nya!!! Ever since i was a wee lad, ive fantasized about a pickle who loves me so. Its been a bit of a dream of mine, i guess. Something about the feeling of being loved by a shittier cucumber, oh damn it really makes my dick hard. Anyways, its been sort of a thing ever since i was...11 or so? Just look at how cute they are! One day when i was out strolling in the park while my mom picked fresh memes. It was during this stroll that out of the corner of my eye, i saw a small green figure, a pickle!

Excited, but nervous, I thought of ways to approach this lil green heck. I was debating whether to approach or not when i see another green boi roll towards him, though it wasnt a pickle. It was a cucumber. I fucking hate those cunts. The cucumber said a few words to the cute pickle, to which it giggled. How infuriating. I watched those two talk for hours and hours, sadly realizing i had lost my chance. I dragged myself home.

The next morning, I forced myself out of bed, into my comfy green clothes, and strut out the door. The path to school is a calm and serene one, full of trees and shit. It was on this routine that in front of me, i saw that cucumber and pickle again. Oh, how my blood boiled! I had no other emotion other than the urge to slit its throat. They casually rolled onwards to school, me jealously tailing the pair. I overheard their conversation, apparently about...their brine??? How lewd!

Anyways, once i arrived at the high school, i quickly made a beeline to my locker, anything to get me away from that damned duo. I quickly open my locker, making sure my hentai plastered to the wall stays hidden from the crowd around it. I sigh, stretching my back. How will i get through this entire school day with that pickle racing through my head? Hm. I nonchalantly slam the locker and walk to my class.

What was waiting in that class however, oh that shits fucked.

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