The title and cover image are unimportant, as the story is a dump of random clopfics that my twisted mind comes up with, such as bestiality, or other stuff I have not thought of but may end up here in the future.
I may stand there with 22 ping, but know that my widowmaker is reloading shells, I'm listening to voice chat as if I'm not lagging, and I'm watching my ping get higher than the age of the universe