Board Thread:News and Announcements/@comment-31194372-20170703044638/@comment-27053335-20170719175625

I was only nine years old. I loved Gumball so much, I had all the merchandise and dvds. I'd pray to Gumball every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "Gumball is love", I would say, "Gumball is life". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous for my devotion of Gumball. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Gumball. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "Welcome to Elmore". He grabs me with his powerful cat hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Gumball. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Gumball. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please Gumball. He meows his pathetic meow, as he fills my butt with his love. My dad walks in. Gumball looks him straight in the eye, and says, "Keep smilin' homie". Gumball leaves through my window. Gumball is love. Gumball is life.