Krogh is love, Krogh is life.

Boredom at its finest.

(Krogh is my teacher lol)

1. Krogh

I was only fourteen years old.

I loved Krogh so much.

I had all the books and homework.

I prayed to Krogh every night before bed.

"Thanking him for the life i've been given."

"Krogh is love," i say.

"Krogh is life."

My daddy hears me and calls me a faggit.

I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Krogh.

I called him a cunt.

He slaps me and sends me to go to bed.

Im crying now.

My face hurts.

I lay in bed.

It's really cold.

A warmth moving towards me.

I feel something touch me.

It's Krogh.

Im so happy.

He whispers in my ear.

"This is my classroom."

He grabs me with his powerful teacher hands.

He puts me on my hands and knees.

Im ready.

I spread my asscheeks for Krogh.

He penetrates my butthole.

It hurts so much, but i do it for Krogh.

I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water.

I push against his force.

I want to pleasure Krogh.

He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with knowlegde.

My dad walks in.

Krogh looks him straight in the eyes and says.

"It's all teacher now."

Krogh leaves through my window.

Krogh is love, Krogh is life.


It's not teacher, It's never teacher.

Krogh is love, Krogh is life.


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