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Anonymous Sat 02 Apr 2022 07:48:37 No.21625137 View View Report

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>Everything was going according to plan. After thousands of hours of tracking, you had finally located Ayamefriend's house. You even confirmed it by staking out the place, checking for details you knew like her computer setup, her six cats, and those little grabby-claw things that she uses due to her puny stature.You checked your supplies. Hidden in an Uber Eats bag was rope, a ball gag, and a litany of sex toys. All to finally teach that brat a lesson about teasing adults. Now all that needed to be done was to set the trap.
>You wait patiently until 2:30PM, as she always places her lunch order then, and then wait a few minutes more before knocking. You barely hear a diminutive voice yell "Coming!" from behind the door. As the door opens, you're hit with a blast of hikkineet cat lover fumes.
>It was her. It's really her. The pale skin. The freckles. The tiny, thin body. The hair. The horns. The absolute sheer cliff of a chest under an oversized t-shirt. It's really her. You realize how sweaty the wrist brace you wear for your masturbation-induced carpal tunnel has gotten and that you're going to have to explain how you got here so fast if you keep standing here so just FUCKING GRAB HER.
>You drop the bag and wrap your fat hand around her skinny little neck. She lets out half a yelp in surprise before you grip her throat. A wicked grin crosses your face as she grabs at your wrist with her frail-looking fingers.
>Suddenly, pain sears down your arm. She wrenches your wrist downward in a wrist lock, with strength you haven't witnessed since the last time you got shoved into a locker last week. "Get your hands off me you filthy ningen," she hisses. There is no kindness in her eyes, only revulsion and hatred, as if you were some SEAmonkey.
>"Damn brat...!" You swing your other hand hard at her stomach and connect, but she doesn't react with anything but a click of her tongue, and all at once you feel her bony knee slam into your chest and knock the wind out of you. You stagger backwards in shock before collapsing to the ground.
>As you gasp for air, you see her turn and grab a massive oni club, caked in blood. "It's always you sweaty, ugly bastards..." She sneers. "Time to teach you to control your libido."

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