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The vTubers stream ended and the board, once again, was filled with rrats, ogeys, and hornyposting. Lolianon rolled her eyes, and began hammering a new rrat, when she heard something that made a twinge run down her small spine. "Yeah, but everyone who likes lolis like she does is a fucking pedophile!" Lolianon glared up, to see who typed it. Before a terminal was the most obese, most hairy, most disgusting ugly fat fuck she saw. God, he must have been at least 170kilos. Plus at at least 188cm he towered over her tiny 130cm frame. He made her look like a fucking doll!
Imagining the things he could do to her made her tight pussy drip and her nipples perk up. But he was right, she knew, nobody ever wanted to touch her. She looked so small and fragile that...hmph. No. Not today. Today she wouldn't be masturbating. She strode over to the ogre-anon. "Hey buddy, got a light?" "Huh?!" "LOTUS....KICK YIEEE!" With a kick that left him unconscious lolianon quickly dragged anon home between /vt/ and /vrpg/.
Hours later Anon awoke on a makeshift bed. Lolianon was in the process of slipping his clothes off, but found the task of manipulating the rather rotund man was much more difficult than she had first thought. All she had been able to remove was his shoes and socks. "Lolianon! What are you doing?" Anon asked incredulously. "Stupid anon! Shut up now!" She pulled his shirt more "You and I fuck now!" Anon hesitated then carefully lifted the petite girl off him and tried to explain how immoral and wrong fucking lolis were. She listened politely, then, with no hesitation, lifted her skirt up to show her dripping cunny, tiny clit throbbing. "Well and good, Anon, but what does your moral relativism say about my aching cunny?" She demanded. Anon swallowed slowly and a tiny bulge appeared in his stained sweatpants. It's true he had dreamt about Rushia and even lusted after Gura and Ina... but a real loli? Could he..?
Lolianon noticed the change in his sweatpants right away and licked her lips. Now or never. She asked him to stand, then, grabbing both sides of the loose garment, pantsed anon.
