# Big-c*cked Elon musk

## A Short Story by a Redditor

Elon musk had always loved Poopy Rehab with its crispy, cooing C\*m river. It was a place where he felt c\*ck-wanting.

He was a Big-c\*cked, Small-c\*cked, beer drinker with big C\*ck and Fat Balls. His friends saw him as a broad, brainy Big. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a lovely Women. That’s the sort of man he was.

Elon walked over to the window and reflected on his Horrible surroundings. The snowy teased like C\*ck sucking Rabbit.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather some*one*. It was the figure of big Chungus. big was a meme-worthy C\*ck-wanting with charming C\*ck and greasy Balls.

Elon gulped. He was not prepared for big.

As Elon stepped outside and big came closer, he could see the raspy glint in his eye.

big gazed with the affection of 4780 sus old ostriches. He said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want C\*ck.”

Elon looked back, even more Chugus and still fingering the poopy Women. “big, I want c\*ck,” he replied.

They looked at each other with SadChungus feelings, like two mighty, moaning Monkey running at a very fartsmella C\*m snorting day, which had Big chungus anthem music playing in the background and two poopsmella uncles Pooping to the beat.

Elon regarded big’s charming C\*ck and greasy Balls. “I feel the same way!” revealed Elon with a delighted grin.

big looked Big, his emotions blushing like a curious, cooing Cyber truck