>>16564413"Because it's another metaphor for something I'm too dumb to get?"
Miss Leading grabs the glove and stretches the elastic to its limit, then lets go and slaps it like a whip against her wrist, "Predictable answer, hnn. You're telling me you're too *dumb* to know why I gave you that privilege? That's interesting."
She takes out something from her purse and hands it to you, "Take this."
"...What the hell is that?"
"A chew toy resembling a Swirlix."
"Uhh...Okay...? Why do I need it-"
"I want you to bite down on it."
"Bite down on it?"
"Yes. You're going to know why in a few seconds."
"But that's gross! I'm a boy, not a do-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! M-MUUUUH BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLS!"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BFqHyCoypfMShe constricts your scrotum with her gloved hand, and by instinct you chew down on the toy. The only saving grace is that the toy tastes exactly like how a Swirlix would--cotton candy. Sweet, sweet cotton candy.
Miss continues to squeeze with a powerful, superwoman-like force. You hear bones popping in your crotch--BONES. BONES THAT YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOU HAD IN YOUR BALLS.
"I'm quite terrible at being angry, so I'm channeling all of my frustration into my hand, and now I'm taking it out on you." she says, completely composed.
"B-BUUUUT WHY?!" you say through the muffled screams of your agony.
She squeezes your dried peach harder, "Calem, I'm not mad at you *for* sneaking out, if that's what you're assuming. I'm mad at you for something else."
"YOU'RE NOT?! THEN WHAT THE HELL IS THIS FOR?!?!?!?!?!"
"You left the window open all night, even when I told you to close it just before bed. Do you have any idea how cold I was when I woke up?"Her fury is certainly doing a number on your balls.
A) Apologize profusely.
B) "I WOULD have closed it, but there window ninjas outside"
C) Bluntly admit that you just sort-of forgot about that.
