Oh dear god, the love story includes a part where he starts sleeping with a male friend and feels guilty for cheating on his fictional pony girlfriend.

What I find interesting about these "waifu" astral plane lovers is that somehow, for whatever reason, the fictional character never says, "You know what? You're actually not my type at all." It's almost like they get no choice because they're not real.

This whole thing is so horrifying yet I can't stop reading.

I just cannot believe this isn't a troll, but after the lengthy paragraph describing the pleasure of making love to the plushie (YES REALLY), and the sincerity and poetic language in it, this guy is 100% for real. I can't.