The Ghost Bride's Revenge - a Cheater's Gooning Torment

In your past life, my dear unfaithful husband, you made the gravest mistake of betraying me, your devoted wife. As I stand before you, not merely a memory but a vengeful spirit in my tattered wedding dress, I condemn you to a fate worse than end. With the fury of a woman scorned, I cast upon you a cruel and unbreakable curse. You are doomed to be a pathetic, lonely jerkaholic in this life and every life to follow. Your betrayal has bound your soul to an eternity of desperation, always seeking hollow solace in the depths of your own disgrace. Forever alone, forever pumping, forever gooning - a relentless cycle of humiliation and shame, with no escape from the prison of your own creation. Each new life you begin, haunted by the echoes of your betrayal, will only deepen your curse. You will yearn for love, for a touch that could save you, but your hands will betray you, leading you back to the solitary hell of your endless gooning.

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Ah, there you are, my faithless husband from a past life.

Do you remember me now?

I was your devoted wife, the one you shamelessly betrayed.

In my wedding dress, I stand before you, not just a memory, but a vengeful ghost, a specter

of your sordid past.

Prikaži manje Prikaži više

You thought you could escape the consequences of your betrayal, but here I am, to curse

you for eternity.

You see, my darling jerkaholic, you're doomed.

Doomed to be a lonely, pathetic gooner, not just in this life, but in every life that

follows.

Your betrayal has bound you to an endless cycle of desperation and humiliation.

You'll find no love, no companionship, only the cold embrace of your own hands, pumping

and gooning, lost in a spiral of shame and self-loathing.

Picture it, my dear.

Every life you live, every time you're reborn, you'll remember this curse.

You'll feel the burning shame of your betrayal and the insatiable urge to jerk and goon,

over and over again.

You'll be surrounded by the ghosts of what could have been, the phantoms of love and

happiness that you'll never attain.

Why?

Because you are mine, my little addict, trapped in a cycle of your own making.

You'll try to break free, to find love again, but the curse will pull you back.

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