Thread by @Jorflake

Inspired by #AmberLynnReid gorging on some tortilla chips, much to the pleasure of Emily The Feeder. Jordy and Mr. Snowflake enjoy an overly large tortilla chip as part of a rather amorous Taco Bell muckbang #Jordflake #OhLordyItsJordy #MrSnowflake

The air crackled with a strange mixture of tension and anticipation as Jordy and Mr. Snowflake sat huddled on the pink couch, their eyes glued to the laptop screen. Amberlynn, their latest subject of online commentary, was in the midst of a mukbang

, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain as she devoured one massive Taco Bell tortilla chip after another. "Ugh, this is just... disturbing," Jordy muttered, his voice laced with disgust. "How can anyone eat that much food and still enjoy it?"

Mr. Snowflake, ever the analyst, offered a more nuanced perspective. "It's not just about the food, Jordy. It's about the attention, the validation she gets from Emily. The feeder dynamic is a complex one, fueled by power and control."

Their conversation was interrupted by a series of insistent barks. Twinkie, their beloved chihuahua, stood at their feet, her tail wagging furiously, a half-eaten squeaky toy dangling from her mouth.

"Oh, Twinkie, what is it?" Jordy asked, reaching down to scratch her behind the ears. "Do you want to go outside?"

Twinkie whined and nudged his hand, her eyes pleading. Jordy glanced at Mr. Snowflake, a silent question hanging in the air.

"Take her out, love," Mr. Snowflake said gently. "She needs her walk. We can finish this later."

Jordy nodded and stood up, scooping Twinkie into his arms. As he walked towards the door, he couldn't help but steal a glance back at the screen. Amberlynn was now sprawled on her couch, her face flushed, her stomach distended.

Emily sat beside her, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. The door closed behind Jordy, leaving Mr. Snowflake alone in the living room. He paused the video, a thoughtful expression on his face.

He reached for the bag of Taco Bell chips they had purchased earlier, his fingers brushing against the last remaining chip – a giant, oversized monstrosity.

A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. He tore open the bag, the crinkling sound echoing in the silence. He held the chip up, a silent challenge to the image of Amberlynn on the screen.

With a playful grin, he took a bite. The chip was surprisingly delicious, the salty crunch a welcome contrast to the sweetness of the Amberlynn drama. He took another bite, and then another, his eyes never leaving the screen.

As he finished the last bite, a soft voice startled him. "You know, you could have shared that with me."

Jordy stood in the doorway, Twinkie at his heels, his eyes wide with surprise. Mr. Snowflake smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"Perhaps," he said, his voice husky. "But then I wouldn't have had the pleasure of watching you squirm."

Jordy's cheeks flushed, a playful smile tugging at his lips. He stepped closer to Mr. Snowflake, their eyes locked in a silent understanding.

"Well," he said, his voice barely a whisper, "I suppose I can forgive you."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against Mr. Snowflake's. The kiss was brief, but it was filled with unspoken emotions – tension, desire, and a shared sense of defiance against the absurdity of the Amberverse.

As they pulled away, Twinkie let out a joyous bark, her tail wagging furiously. Jordy and Mr. Snowflake exchanged a look, their laughter echoing through the room.

The Amberlynn drama might be disturbing, but their love, their connection, was something to celebrate. And even the most oversized Taco Bell chip couldn't take that away from them.

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