My Fat Monster

My Fat Monster desperately looked for a vibrator that they would often annihilate It might have been a curious approach to life, to me, but not to the Monster, who thought that the idea was miraculous. A vibrator would be the item that was chosen.

My Fat Monster searched for a custard pie that they would often worship. This is certainly a fairly weird activity, to most, but not to the Monster, who felt that this idea is amazing. A custard pie would be the item that was opted for.

My Fat Monster looked for a melon to put in the bath with him. It should have been a new undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Monster, who felt that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a melon is the thing to select.

My Fat Monster desperately looked for a porno magazine that they sometimes put on his head. It was considered to be a weird action, to my children, but not to the Monster, who thought it would be entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a porno magazine was the chosen thing.

My Fat Monster wanted a dildo that they would often put up their bum. It would have been a different undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Monster, who considered that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a dildo was the item that was selected.

My Fat Monster craved for a piece of paper that they sometimes sit and look at. One might consider this to be a new suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Monster, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a piece of paper is the item that was chosen.