Anonymous Mon 15 Jul 2024 21:31:00 No.67426258 Report

Quoted By: >>67426274

>>67421456
>Sounds more like something an E1 Lunara would do to Anon.
Prom
Anon "bags" Lunara by the barest of threads, getting full of his own shit when they finally "become a thing"
Not realizing that neither was that the moment their relationships crystallized nor that he hadn't actually done anything for it to happen
The dance, the flirting and the afterparty "save" of his girl from the duck faced creep in VH's gardens all being a farce
As is his behavior after it all
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Anonymous Mon 15 Jul 2024 21:31:37 No.67426274 Report

Quoted By: >>67426293

>>67426258
>The yellowed eyes watering to the slow music, the shaking smile of hers still managed to, despite an almost jittery expression painted on the face put his worries to rest
>Doing so quicker than they rose when a missed step of his landed where it shouldn't have, the quick and open snap of something breaking bringing his attention down to his foot
>Resting nonchalantly on the surprisingly long toebox
>But he wasn't heavy enough to break bone, especially belonging to a carnivorous dinosaur, even if it were her toes, he only landed on the tip of the footwear
>So the sound must've just been the hard material material giving way, in spite of the lack of a indentation post factum
>Right?
>Right.
>Still, Lulu took the both of them back to their seats. Right. Right away, in spite of the music just now crescendoing to its passionate finale, complaining of tiredness
>And yet, she stood on two of her own for much, much longer for the sake of culture club work after classes each day
>Well, now wasn't the time for contemplation of that quirk, especially not in silence with her across the table
>Jaws flying open abruptly, the muscular organ and chords inside spewed what first came to mind: praise
>To the lovely woman, the likes of whom he surely couldn't have found in that wretched hole he crawled from
>Rock bottom, deserving of its name both in altitude and people's character wise
>Somehow the entire stay there now laid in memory as nothing short of pure malaise, the moments he didn't remember for getting picked on were burdened with worrying about his pariahdom
>One name in particular left his tongue with an excess of vitriol: Nik
>The name that for the bald human brought the swirly out of the realm of film and fiction and into the school bathrooms
>Chemniy was the surname of his, which Anon underlined would be better off being changed to "Cunt" to give the world a better impression of the person carrying it

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Anonymous Mon 15 Jul 2024 21:32:20 No.67426293 Report

Quoted By: >>67426305

>>67426274
>Or maybe "Chernobyl" would be better, since the disaster of a personality belonged to a fuck of slavic origins...
>...
>Lunara's face comes into focus again, human eyes spurred to work by the crackling of the old announcement system, barely managing to inform the attendees of the event's closing
>The two lemons tinted orbs blinking away, turning into a surprised expression as she stood up and brought her boyfriend up alongside her, walking in slow steps as she explained it was time for something special under the moonlight, with urgency in her voice contrasting her pace
>The green, pollen and blossom full growths under the school's walls, reminding a jungle under dim lights
>Whatever question Anon had was snuffed violently as the Lunara sharp teeth scratched his profile, mouths smashing against each other, in their place pained whimpers
>Until a pull from behind took the engagement apart turning the human to himself and mocking "Are you ghonna share kher, shinnie? You whon't kog ehrytinkh to yourselh, rikhf?"
>Even a blind person would recognize that genus, perhaps obviously so, but Anon too managed to see enough of the beak in the dark to think of a resident trachodon from the school halls
>Not thinking straight, in a curve, left or right the human aimed for the tip and threw his fist, it harmlessly grazing the thick snout's rim
>And a return came to the sender's address right away, replacing the dim grove surrounding Anon with complete darkness
>...
>It hurts
>And it's cold
>It's too cold
>He gets up, the wet and slippery hard plastic barely under him not escaping as he steadies himself
>One step. Two steps. Mirror.
>Open eyes. Assess the damage
>It's not too bad. It'll be fine if...
>He doesn't. Doesn't. Doesn't slip in shower?
>Open mouth. Nothing's missing
>Close mouth. Look around
>Closed toilet lid. There's trunks on top?

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Anonymous Mon 15 Jul 2024 21:32:51 No.67426305 Report

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>>67426293
>Coming out of the bathroom the human is met by a familiar sight of his apartment
>And a truly marvelous image: his raptor love splayed out on the bed, all but her head and hands covered teasingly by a sheet held below her snoot
>Only, what are those droplets of red on the floor?
>Lunara's eyes widen as she hears and notices him, the raptor letting go of the sheet with one of her hands, letting it fall to almost exposing her chest, while the free hand beckons silently
>...
>I guess it is what true what they said about the deed online
>You build it up to be something it's not and then when you finally have it
>That semen retention stuff might have some merit to it, in retrospect, I mean the testimonies are real, right?
>As a bonus, it doesn't seem nearly as daunting any more, not since recently
>So I might as well try it
>Lulu's been coming over way more lately, every day but one after the prom, apparently having some sort appointment, beautification maybe?
>Mani-? Pedi-? Hair-? Whatever-cure, I couldn't tell visually but she'd turn red and quiet regardless, looking away, not even letting me see her eyes when she does so, not until a minute later
>I felt so alone and I just didn't realize before, now I couldn't even remember what the feeling was like any more
>I think I'm happy
>I love her
>I set the duke down on the floor, letting the game idly buzz without turning off the sound
>I turn my head around to the right and look up, smiling at her
>She smiles back
>I turn back to the screen and feel her reaching towards me
>I feel something cover my mouth gently
>I think I'm happy
>I love her
>
>
>
>She smiles at me
>I smile back
>She lets me know how much she cares
>How much she deserves it
>How little I did, how I couldn't give it to her
>How it will happen
>How I'll change into it
>How she'll come for me when I'm ready for it
>She locks the door behind herself
>She smiles to herself
>It smiles back