Tokyo Bay

by Diaper Sex Lover


It is dark. I can here distant voices getting closer. They sound frantic. And they are speaking Japanese! There’s lots of movement and dust fills the air. Poeple are running this way and that. I’m lying face down. Then rolled over, I get a brief glimpse of a dark sky before a huge foot, poised above me, come crashing down. Crushed by Godzilla. What can it mean?


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