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Guys, I'm shaking. I'm fucking shaking. I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Yurrie Vermillion. That perfect, slim body. Those strong pecs. The chiseled abs of a literal god. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, pass his genes through me, and give birth to a set of perfect offspring. I'd do fucking ANYTHING for the chance to have Yurrie Vermillion's children. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to fucking bear. Why would God create something so perfect? To fucking tantalize us? Fucking laugh in our faces?! Honestly guys, I just fucking can't anymore. Fuck.