I want to be hot enough so girls are pinning for my splooge. like full on fightings where factions that are loosely allied fight over my already long cold corpse in the name of absorbing my liquidated spawn. years will pass as beautiful babes, their minds long gone, scream and slay each other as maidens wrap their claws across my limp decaying cock trying to milk me of my man water. Oh, how will they scream in pleasure as the rats and carrion eaters move my body in a manner deluding them into thinking that I live once more to observe their love and lusting of me. alas, this fate and fetish is long far off for my body has not been carved like a sculpture from clay. I let this desire to build and rise for one day it may take me like a devil to a heathen and I may find myself bring this dream to fruition