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Claude had never felt this way about anyone else before.
He has met many hot womens in his lifetime and also men but no homo cus Nintendo is lowkey homophobia to gays.
When not getting 14 year old boys to fall over his instagram photos, he was scheming the plan for his next battle with those who slither in the dark.
That was until he met Gary.
Behind the cathedral, that fateful day, he had met a large, Enoch appearing cat. Claude, in his babygurl ways, got the fat cat some snacks, before the kitty transitioned like a transgender into a tall, still chunky, man.
His skin was the color of half coffee half milk, because he was white but tan at the same time. His emerald green orbs shimmered in the in the shiny surface of Claude’s glowing skin, making Claude flush furiously like he had seen a girls boobs when he was eight on a pirated website and it gave him and only gyatt link. His hair was pin straight, a true ravenette, that made Claude wet his pants with piss. His lips were the size of the kardashians lips with bee stings. His ears stick up like two nipples, like a javelin of light and weird off fanfics I read. He’s a submissive little bitch wearing a maid outfit with ruffles that made him look sexy to creeps.
They kiss. The end.