Chapter 1 - An introduction
I think the best way to explain everything that's been going on around my place recently, I have to explain a couple of things: I'm a 25-year old man who just graduated college with a bachelor's degree. I feel like a million bucks saying that alone, but it is not by far the greatest thing that's happened to me.
Ever since I was little, I've always been the largest fan of the Kirby games in the whole town. The second I first turned on Kirby's Superstar on the good ol' SNES, I've loved everything about Kirby. His happy attitude, his innocence, the way he talks, and just the way those simplistic shapes look on him are all perfect!
Of course I've collected Kirby memoralbilia. Everything from stickers, posters, and toy figures, to pillows, books, and plushies. I own every game he's been in, and I know any soundtrack from any of those games by heart. I've even been in internet forums about Kirby way back in the early 2000's, which is how most people know me. I've been on all kinds of discussions about Kirby: How to speedrun the games, what news about kirby has come out, and even where to find Kirby Amiibos. I even remember losing my mind when I heard news about Kirby Superstar Ultra.
My parents always thought it was really weird that I had a needless obcession with Kirby. Although, they didn't really dissapprove of it, so they left me alone about it. What they couldn't leave me alone about were all the people coming over to the house to play some Kirby games. People often ask me, "Do you really play all these games?" Of course, I always answer "Why whouldn't I?" I had some friends in High School that played Kirby all the time as well, weirdly enough. This was the middle of Kansas!
What nobody knew was that... well... I've always loved Kirby. I've had a crush on him ever since I first booted up Kirby Superstar. His nice, round, smooth body, his beautiful voice, his blue eyes, his... uh... shoes, I guess? Every part of it turned me on. Let me be perfectly honest: My first orgasm was to Kirby porn. That was when he was drawn as a female... but I didn't care. Male or Female, Kirby would turn me on either way.
Whenever people weren't around, I would always look up some sexy Kirby fanfiction to jerk off to. One of my favorite writers, Venereal-Knight, was really big into homosexual sex with the cuddly little puffball. Who could blame him?! Whenever I had an orgasm, I wiped myself off with... you guessed it, A bunch of tissues from an old Kirby tissue box. When I was younger, I had a little Kirby trashcan, but I've since lost it...
Every birthday wish was to have one night with him, just to get to know him more... intimately. Every time I saw a shooting star, my wish was just to be able to have intense sex with Kirby just for one night. I was almost pushing myself off the edge just thinking about it happening to me...
Last night, I was walking around at night, with earbuds playing the soundtrack to Kirby's Epic Yarn. I was thinking about how soothing the soundtrack was when something caught my eye. Glinting off the moon of that night, a four-leaf clover was calling to me. I bent over, picking it out of the ground, thinking about how Kirby could be calling to me. After staring deeply into the clover for a couple of seconds, I looked up at the beautiful, starry night sky. While I stood there on the sidewalk, gazing at the stars, I thought about how soft and beautiful Kirby's playful voice is... If only I could hear it...
Immediately after the thought traveled through my head, I saw it: A shooting star, blazing across the night sky. It was as if he knew what I was thinking. I began to run home with the look of pure bewilderment filled my eyes. Could he be real? Was he finally here to confess his love?!
After finally making it to my front door after running 10 blocks back, I opened it, ran into my room, and...! ...Nothing. No Kirby there...
I sighed a breath of real dissappointment, walking back to close the front door and slump down on my computer chair, plastered with Kirby stickers. I guess I'm not good enough for him, I thought to myself. After reaching over and turning the PC on, I put my head in my arms, crying over my Kirby computer desk, knowing that I'll never be able to live the true dream...
I guess this will be good enough, I thought as I opened Chrome and headed to the Kirby fanfictions that I've must have read a thousand times over. However, I wasn't paying attention at all to my bed, where I kept my first Kirby plush doll, which I slept with every night in my loving arms. The pluh doll's eyes started to move. He was here after all.