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I have tried to hide my feelings for years now, but since last night, when I replaced the tunnel of a model train set with my ass and watched Thomas bury himself and 19 other freight trains in me, I have decided to reveal myself to the world. There's something about his sinuous body, the way it twists and turns that just has a hold on me. I mean, who can resist his steam powered ♥♥♥♥ ramming into you at 100 mph, over and over until he finally releases a jet of smoke into your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, impregnating you with the essence of a god? I have set out on a quest to find him and his beautifully round face, those perfectly symmetrical eyes and that mouth designed for sweet, passionate lovemaking. Until then, all I can do is imagine every piston in his body penetrating me in every possible way.
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⢺⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿
⣿⣿⡏ ⣀ ⣤⣤⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣦⣤⡄ ⢀⣴⣿
⣿⣿⣷⣄ ⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⡧ ⢀⣤⣶
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣮⣭⣿⡻⣽⣒ ⣤⣜⣭ ⢐⣒ ⢰
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣏⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣾⣿ ⢈⢿⣷⣞
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣷⣶⣾⡿ ⣿ ⢻⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿ ⢘⢻
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿ ⢹⣿⣿⡇⢀⣶⣶ ⢽
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿ ⢸⣿⣿ ⡟⢿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡿ ⣿⣧⣀ ⡀⣴ ⢘⡙
⢿ ⣴⡟ ⡃
⣿⣿⣿⡏ ⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⡿ ⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣤⣀ ⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡟⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟ ⢹⣿⣏ ⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢿⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⡛ ⢛⣛⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⡟ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⡇ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏ ⣿
⡇ ⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣽
⣇⣀ ⣀⡀⢀ ⣿⢿ ⢿⣿