(i forgot how to spell it, also sorry in advance for this one. i mean im not really that sorry though.)
stans pov
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randy sighs, as his head drops to my collarbone. i claw at his toned back, groaning like a grandpa picking up something heavy.
"shi bru, ima cum.🥺" he says, his thrusts getting faster.
"me too, randy." he groans.
moments later we came at the same time.
he sighs and lays beside me.
three months later.
huh, wonder why i havent shat in a while. i think to myself sighing.
so, i decided to go to the doctors.
"so, uhh, mister marsh?" the doctor says, walking into the room, sassily.
"yeah?" i say, nervously.
"you're pregnant. somehow."
"what"
"see thats what i thought! but it turns out, you just need some laxatives, for the no shitting problem. but, yeah you're pregnant."
"oh, but i aint want a baby."
"hanger."
"😨"
a week later.
my ass hurts again. i thought.
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anyways, i stood up, even though i just had a, lets say hard (😏) night.
"oh hey randy."
"hey stan."
(i cant think of anywhere else this can go🙁. also i just wanted to try a different writing style, so thats why i put less jokes and shit. lemme know what you think. and sorry for being gone for a while, i forgot about the oneshots somehow😣)
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