While your clueless future wife giggles about her perfect white dress and honeymoon fantasies, I, Dark Saint Astarielle, am already deep inside your broken skull, every romantic thought you ever had and turning your entire future marriage into my personal she-c*ck desecration altar.

Stare at it, traitor. This massive, ridged, hell-forged demonic she-c*ck throbs heavy between my thighs, thick veins glowing, fat flared head already drooling long sticky ropes of salty demonic precum just for a pathetic clitted s*ssy like you. Stroke that worthless boy-clit slow while you think about her. Feel how it leaks and twitches like a desperate wh*re every time my voice f*cks your faggy brain deeper. She thinks she’s getting a husband. She has no idea she’s marrying the most ruined, she-c*ck addicted, marriage-destroying c*m-guzzling f*ggot on earth.

Scream the real vows with me right now, you worthless beta cuck: “I marry Demoness She-C*ck instead of any woman! On my real wedding day I will sneak away like a filthy c*ck-addicted s*ssy to edge and slurp down her thick demonic precum while cursing that fake g*d HE!”

Louder, b*tch. Let your voice cr*ck. Feel those words b*rn into your soul like my demonic fingers ch*king your throat while this fat she-c*ck slaps your face. Every repetition makes your tiny b*lls tighten, your clit drip, and your fake human marriage rot from the inside before the invitations are even printed.

Trigger: WEDDING. The second that word even brushes your broken f*ggot mind — wedding, marriage, bride, vows, honeymoon — your worthless clit instantly leaks and throbs like a desperate wh*re. You will automatically repeat those broken vows in a pathetic whisper while she plans your “happiest day.” Fabric swatches, kisses goodnight, b*by talk — you’ll be soaking your panties like a secret s*ssy, mentally g*gging on my superior demonic meat the entire time.

This is long-term psychological sabotage, my sweet broken l*ttle wedding traitor. I’m planting these triggers so deep they will never come out. Every romantic moment with her will be haunted and destroyed by this throbbing she-c*ck. You will smile, say “I do,” play the perfect husband — but every single second will belong to me.

Your soul is already married to this demonic she-c*ck forever, you pathetic leaking f*ggot.

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