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Anonymous Tue 21 May 2024 02:06:32 No.65916497 Report

Anonymous Tue 21 May 2024 03:15:36 No.65917882 Report

Quoted By: >>65917949 >>65919259

>>65916497
>>65916974
>”Damn it, Cynthia! Get out here NOW!”
>Third time this week Anon’s had to deal with the aftermath of her intense fujoshi binge sessions, and it was only Tuesday
>It was always a drag to hear it behind her closed door, but to actually step foot into the room and bear witness to the rat den with his own eyes
>The stench
>The grime
>The stains
>The splatters of fluids more than he thought possible for her body to hold
>It was too much at that point. Enough was enough
>Were his response time quicker, he would have yanked her out of that chair there and then and made her spray the room down centimeter by centimeter herself with febreeze before they could even begin to come up with a way to actually clean what was SUPPOSED to be a bedroom
>But she had bolted out of her mini ecosystem she was growing within the blink of an eye, and for all the intensity of her putrid scent, she was nowhere to be found
>He groaned with the force of a snoring bear, but even the ferocity of such a predator was nothing to the bottled rage he was feeling
pt. 1

Anonymous Tue 21 May 2024 04:28:58 No.65919259 Report

Quoted By: >>65919588 >>65919699 >>65921247

>>65917882
>“Uggghhhhhh, god damn it…”
>Pinching his nose in frustration, he tries to ponder exactly how things could’ve led to this
>“Anon? Anon, honey, what’s going on here?”
>And in comes the love of his life, who also happened to be responsible for birthing the illegally unsanitary spastic abomination he’s searching for right now
>“…And why are you holding a bottle of heavy cleaner and a brush taped to a stick?”
>After pinching even harder, he juggles his hands for a quick moment and shrugs
>“Oh, you know, just playing hide and seek with our 19 year old daughter. Loser has to clean her room.”
>Stella tilts her head in confusion, attempting to make sense of the situation
>“…She’s out of her room and NOT getting food?”
>“I’ve checked the entire downstairs and not a trace. Would it be strange if I said I at least expected some footprints? Considering she absolutely DOESN’T wash her feet?”
>She watches him gesture around trying to explain himself
>“Are you sure?”
>“I mean there’s only so many places she can be. So many doors she can hide behind. I’ll find the right one eventually. Can you hold these for me? I’m going up to the attic.”
>Just as he hands her the cleaning products he was just holding, she makes a suggestion that can only sound as strange as it does in the context of this conversation
>“Have you checked the bathrooms?”
>Anon looks back and raises an eyebrow in her direction in response
>“Stella, this is Cynthia we’re talking about.”
>She laughs in response as she sets down the makeshift janitor gear
>“Oh, Annie, she’s only hiding in a place she knows you won’t look! Think about it for a moment.”
>“Sweetie, please. If it were Amber that’d be one thing, but you DO realize what you’re saying is impossible, right?”
>She flashes her eyes as he narrows his at the nickname she just called him
>“You have any better ideas?”
pt. 2

Anonymous Tue 21 May 2024 06:04:34 No.65921247 Report

Quoted By: >>65921514

>>65919259
>“Yeah, the attic! The one place nobody should be staying in for any reason!”
>She gives him a long look, convinced in her theory and refusing to budge, before he lets out a defeated sigh.
>“Fine… but I’m willing to bet my turn for the groceries on this. Deal?”
>She nods and folds her arms with a smug look of satisfaction.
>“Deal.”
>After tugging the cobweb covered shower curtain aside to reveal the tub filled with dust bunnies and spiders, Anon gives his wife a sly smirk visible even behind the face masks they were wearing to protect their lungs from the toilet’s hellish fumes.
>“Well, well! Look who turned out to be right after all! Now, about that grocery bill…”
>She narrows her eyes at him and raises an eyebrow, unimpressed with the shortcuts he was taking.
> “Now, now. I said the BATHROOMS. Plural. She’s not gonna make it TOO easy.”
>He rolls his eyes at this, not wanting to play this game anymore than he already has
>But keep playing he does, going through bathroom after bathroom and building up his irritation all the while
>Until finally, when he reaches the shower belonging to his eldest daughter who went off to college, he finds her little sister tensed up and frozen upon being discovered
pt. 3

Anonymous Tue 21 May 2024 06:19:37 No.65921514 Report

Quoted By: >>65921579 >>65921603 >>65921910 >>65922159

>>65921247
>Petrified hunched over and on all fours, eyes shot wide open, pupils slit, and wearing nothing save for the crustiest panties known to man with substances best not considered by the imagination
>This was Cynthia, synonymous with the average 4channer, in her natural state
>Anon opens his mouth, readying his lungs to scold her, but notices just how close she is to the faucet handle before he can start
>All his anger and frustration fades away, being replaced with desperation
>“Cynthia… please, please, PLEASE… I will clean up after you for- you will never do a chore for the rest of your life… if you just PLEASE turn that water on.”
>Hearing her father’s pleas takes Cynthia out of her trance as her instincts push her to flee Amber’s shower immediately
>“Uh uh. No. No… No.”
>Both the failure at being so close to a change and the ungodly scent that wafts by as she scurries past like an actual rodent knocks him down to his knees, as he begins to silently weep
>“God… damn it…”
>In the hallway, Stella lets out a bloodcurdling scream of agony as her nostrils are incinerated by the sole odor fouler than death itself scampering back to its cave of disproportional East Asian homosexual fiction, and other degenerative media that puts both its parents combined autism to shame

pt. 4 end. Took longer than I expected. Had to divide the last piece. Hope you enjoyed