Love Feels Like a Worm

I sighed. I can't believe I'm about to do this, but when I said I loved her even as a worm, I never considered I would have to keep my word. I close my eyes, as it uncomfortably slithers and constricts around where I am so sensitive. Did I just really catch myself breathing heavier from these sensations given to me by a worm? I guess there is no use trying to hold my boner in shame anymore. I promised her I would love her in any way or shape even if she was a worm. I close my eyes; and the more I think about it, the more comfortable I am with the idea. Being intimate with a worm is the purest form of love; it transcends our mortal humanoid bodies. As the worm constricts around my foreskin, I realise: this is it. I have found love. This is what love feels like. And I will be her soil.

A mock Facebook post describes a man becoming sexually intimate with a worm after promising to love her in any form. The absurdly elaborate romantic language contrasts with the explicit and bizarre situation, making it a reaction meme for disturbing, horny, or wildly overcommitted declarations of love. EN: A mock Facebook post describes a man becoming sexually intimate with a worm after promising to love her in any form. The absurdly elaborate romantic language contrasts with the explicit and bizarre situation, making it a reaction meme for disturbing, horny, or wildly overcommitted declarations of love.

• @rzeczyzabawne / 12172 2023-09-19