I sigh, letting my eyes settle on my computer screen. I had been rewatching REALM over and over again. Each viewing made me crave Yeelon even more. How could someone make a person like Yeelon be so perfect? I became infatuated with him, to the point where I daydream about holding hands with Yeelon, kissing Yeelon, and even making love to Yeelon.
Once the video hit the point to where Yeelon made Nevada's sky purple, I blushed. I wish I could be able to have Yeelon in real life.
I sighed once more, letting my gaze wander away from the screen. I set my eyes over my hair straightener that sat near me on my desk.
A realization came to me, and I grabbed the hair straightener.
"If I can't get the real Yeelon to fuck me, then maybe I can simulate it with this."
I soon plugged the straightener into an electrical outlet, and waited for it to heat up.
I pushed everything off my desk. I then raised my skirt and slid my panties off, and proceed to sit up on top of the desk. I inserted the hair straightener into my vagina, as I was imagining it was Yeelon's dark, flaming cock instead. The hair straightener scorched the interior of my pussy. I tried to hold in my screams, my eyes being flooded with tears. The pain was hard to endure, but I do it for Yeelon.
I could only take the heat for only a few seconds longer until I threw it as far away from me as I could. The pain became too much for me to even fathom. I scurried to the bathroom and tried to pee. A little blood came out. I died later that week from a heart attack. No one came to my funeral.