This is a very humiliating assignment for you. I know that the pumpkin patches are all closed until next year, however, you can still find pumpkins in your local grocery store, fruit stand or farmer’s market. I want you to buy a pumpkin. Not such a big pumpkin that you can’t hold it in front of you, you ninety-eight pound weakling, you, but one that you can really manage. I know what you are thinking, Halloween is over and there are no more pumpkins to be found, Mistress Courtney! That is where you are wrong, very wrong, you small-dicked, stupid ass. There are still pumpkins to be had. Don’t you eat pumpkin pie around Christmas time? Of course you do. If you weren’t such a damn, fucking loser and actually helped in all of those festivities in which you so ungratefully take part, you would know that pumpkins are still available, because you would be in the kitchen helping the ladies, now, wouldn’t you pin dick? Furthermore, that is where you belong! In the kitchen, in panties, and a dres,s and an apron! With a dick that small you shouldn’t be allowed to watch football with the men this upcoming holiday season. Oh no! You should be slaving away, burning your tits over a hot stove like the rest of the women. But I digress, buy yourself a pumpkin and let it warm to room temperature, if it isn’t already at room temperature. Now, get a tape measure and measure the girth of your small penis. Cut a hole in the pumpkin about 3 millimeters smaller than your dick. No, I don’t think you can use a notebook hole punch on a pumpkin, dumbass! Now I want you to…
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