>Be sitting next to Vinyl on the bus >Suddenly, she grabs

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>>29011875
Stare at her in concern and retract my hand.

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>>29011883
>She doesn't let you
Vinyl will get what she wants

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>>29011875
Just let it happen.

I dropped out of the socialization/courtship race long ago.
My hand between her crotch not doing anything and my thousand yard stare will get the message across.

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>>29011900
>rape

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>>29011910
>mfw mute bitch took my wizardhood

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>>29011875

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>>29011910
You can't rape someone on a bus, there's too many people!

Clearly she's just trying to rile you up before leaving you hot and dry.

The fuck's this dude doing?

>>29012037
>You can't rape someone on a bus
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2012_Delhi_gang_rape

>>29012074
Okay, let me rephrase then. One person alone cannot rape someone on a bus; unless the bus is empty, of course.

I doubt Vinyl has a gang of horny, lusty musicians with her all ready to jump on Anon's cock.

>>29012116
>One person alone cannot rape someone on a bus
http://www.theamericanmirror.com/illegal-alien-deported-10-times-accused-child-rape-greyhound-bus/
All of the day, bro.

>>29012175
An adult raping a minor is different from a teenager raping another teenager.

>>29012199
Maybe, but there's only so far I'm going to let pop up in my internet history before worrying that Big Auntie might be interested, I'm sure I could dig up a few cases of that too if I weren't concerned about the all seeing eye.

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>>29011875
>Suddenly, she grabs your hand and places it between her legs
>Your reaction?

Communicate via sign language.

>>29012116
>I doubt Vinyl has a gang of horny, lusty musicians with her all ready to jump on Anon's cock.
Aw...

>>29012232
Understandable.

I'm not conceding that Vinyl could rape Anon on a school bus with no one noticing though.

>>29011875
Thanks senpai.
Its cold out there.

>>29012259
>Anon boards the bus
>Doesn't notice that the only other passengers are members of the music club
>Takes a seat near the window.
>Vinyl boxes in him, pulls hand between her legs.
>Anon gets up to leave.
>Octavia pulls him back into the seat from behind.
>Lyra reaches over from the front to undo his pants.
>Rape commences.

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>>29012333
>"Nothin personal, lad. But it's been awhile since I 'ad a gud shag, innit?"

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>>29012333
By the power of trips, it must be so.

>>29012358
>lad
Aaaand I read the rest of that in The Scotsman's voice instead of Nigela's.

Thanks.

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>>29012358
Ok

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>>29011875
I had this happen to me once. I'd tell it, but I'd rather do it in a recording with a silly voice. Should I?

>>29012665
Is it lewd?

>>29012758
Very.

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>>29012333
Go on

>>29011906
Is that what a sir looks like?

>>29013394
M'sir

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>>29011875
"Aye yo, what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

>>29012786
Do eet.

>>29012116
>I doubt Vinyl has a gang of horny, lusty musicians with her all ready to jump on Anon's cock.
Green of this when?

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>>29014153
I need this in my life.

>>29012786
i would want to read this

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>>29012333
I may get around to writing some green about this in the morning; because it sounds pretty unf. Just don't expect it to be amazing.

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inb4 you finger her and she sue you for sexual assault later

>>29014860
>Just don't expect it to be amazing.
Don't worry, this is the board of lowered expectations.

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>>29014860
you'll do just fine anon, i belive in ya!

>>29011875
Quickly search for the guy/police officer she's planning on having me beaten up by.

>>29011875
"Geez Vinyl, pushy much? Why don't you just sit on my lap while you're at it?"

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>mfw

>>29016299
>She does so.
>Now you have a heavy girl sat on your lap pushing your phone into your leg and everyone on the bus is staring at you both.
>What now, genius?

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>>29011875
Get a boner and then cry because I just cheated on my future wife.

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>>29011875
I want to touch Vinyl's leggings.

>>29011875
I grab her hand and stuff it down the front of my pants.
Her move now.

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>>29016759
>He doesn't want to reach inside the leggings and feel her insides.

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>>29011875
>Notice her vag is...constantly retracting and moving
>Look at her with one eyebrow raised
>From all of the sudden she places her headphones on both of my ears
>mfw she's vibrating at the sound of the beat

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>>29016764
>He doesn't want a stealth handjob while he does this.

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>>29016771
>Rythmic pussy
That's fucking hot

>>29016782
That sounds fun too, but we might as well hop off the bus and rub parts together.

>>29011875
Start stroking her cock

>>29011875
>Nervously look to her
>She just smirks and nods her head
>You start to move your hands a bit more to brush over her panties
>Her face morphs to one of ecstacy
>She bites her lip, trying to contain a moan bearly audible to your ears
>Caught up in the excitement you press deeper
>Behind her shades you see her bedroom eyes glance sideways at you
>Then a flicker of the devil came to sight
>She screams, "What the FUCK, dude!?"
>Everyone looks to the source

>>29012239
She may be mute, but she can still hear you talking just fine.

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>>29017082
>*whispers* "call me later"
>"DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?! Get off me, you perv!"

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>>29017102
That's how Vinyl rolls.

>>29017148
>You will never be her dirty little secret

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>>29011875
>hand

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>>29017638
>not wanting to interlock your fingers with hers

>>29016332
"She called my bluff"

>>29017683
This is a Christian board anon

Hand or hood holding is forbidden

>>29011875
touch her pussy

>>29012175
OTHER...
ARTICLE...

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>>29017774
>tfw no hood to hold

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>>29012333
>Vinyl boxes in him

>>29018882
Look, I'm not a writer, I just want to inspire someone who is.

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>>29011875
I unzip her feminine penis and start jerking her off.

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Why is Vinyl best rapist?

>>29012037
it's always the quite ones!

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>>29019268
Is Vinyl a rapist?

>>29019508
Most definitely.
http://pastebin.com/RtGCZKw0
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/28795488/#q28795488

>>29011875
This happened to me once in fifth or sixth grade.

It was AWKWARD AS FUCK.

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>>29012333
>lyra
IM BENDING HER OVER THE SEAT LADS

>What do?
Prepare to be raped by dj girl

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>>29011875
Grab her by the pussy.

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>>29019899
I'd gladly let Vinyl rape me and contract her various STDs.

>>29019922
Checked

>>29011875
Cold cock her and state that dustep is shit compared to classical.
Bang Octavia.
Win life.

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>>29020287
Why not fuck both of them? pussy's pussy.

>>29018979
>i've seen some shit.jpg

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>>29017082
>right now you are surrounded by 4 women
>Vinyl, Octavia, Lyra and Bon Bon
>Vinyl took her shades off and was staring at your eyes while rubbing your crotch
>Lyra was enjoying your right hand, sucking on it seductively
>Octavia was rubbing your chest from under your shirt
>and Bon Bon had taken control of your left hand, making it caress her soft breasts
>is this what it feels like to be a Japanese school girl on the subway?
>except you aren't exactly saying no
>while you were thinking, Vinyl had already begun unzipping your pants
>she gives you a small sensual kiss which takes you by surprise
>her tongue plays with yours for a while
>after the kiss is done a small bridge of saliva is between you too
>"ooooh, I want one too"
>hearing Octavia say that made you go full mast

>>29020355
Between you two*
Fuck.
Anyway, I am trying my hand at writing sexy times for the first time, should I continue?

>>29020358
Might as well.
No one else is writing anything currently.

>nb4 Vinyl rape the general.
I have nothing against generals, they, and the cyoa, are the only things that actually produce content.

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>>29020355
Yea, may as well, my green won't be ready for another hour or two, and any green is good green.

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>>29020355
>at this point all the girls were just looking at your member hiding under your trousers
>you were afraid they might not like it
>to your surprise however they all blush and reach for it
>all of them trying to get your trousers off at the same time made it look kind of clumsy but they got the job done
>now that your fully erect member was in full view, you couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed
>a blush finds its way to your face
>Vinyl is the first of the girls to grab a handful of you
>she stares at it and her eyes shine, she then looks at you seductively as she takes it in her mouth
>her mouth feels warm
>she slowly starts taking in more of you
>if there is a God you know you will owe him big time after this
>after a while vinyl has taken all of you in, down to the base
>she looks at you for a while and then pulls it out of her mouth
>you feel another pair of hands touch your member
>Octavia and Bon Bon were both stroking you slowly while Vinyl licks the head
>Octavia starts licking the base alongside Bon Bon
>all while Vinyl sucks the tip
>you then feel Lyra pull you into a big kiss
>her hand guides your hand to her crotch
>you take the hint and start using your fingers
>the kiss she is giving you while she does this makes you wild
>her tongue fights against yours for dominance

>>29020388
I'm sure yours will be a million times better than mine, so take your time, I'll serve as filler green.

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>>29020398
>as the kiss continued you began feeling a different thing down there
>you break off the kiss and look at Lyra in the eyes before looking down
>you see that Vinyl was already undressed and was taking you inside her
>she sat on you and started lowering her body more and more
>her tightness felt like heaven
>it wasn't a bad sight either, her labia looked nice and soft
>"enjoying yourself?" She says with a blush and a grin
>hearing her talk took you a bit by surprise since she never really talked
"Y-yeah"
>your voice couldn't have sounded more beta
>she giggles and starts moving her hips
>"a-ah... you are a little bigger than I expected down there" she says between moans
>the other girls were watching as they undressed sensually to give you an extra show
>"Oh my Vinyl, leave some for us won't you?~" you hear Octavia say this with a teasing voice
>Vinyl pays no mind as she continues moving on top of you
>after the other girls are done undressing you see the full sight of their bodies
>Octavia and Lyra had a bigger chest size than Bon Bon but she herself had better toned legs and ass
>you hear Lyra say "I want his hands again!" in a cheerful manner
>she has an almost childish smile while looking at you
>you put your hand out as to signal her to use it at her will
"Here you go~"
>this time you sounded less beta, good, some improvement
>Lyra excitedly hops over to you and begins sucking on your fingers as she touches herself

>>29020432
I'm going to continue writing in a while.
Gonna be busy for a few minutes.

>>29011875
Inform her that she has a nice benis

>>29014884
Let's hope so.

>The bus shook slightly as the door closed behind you.
>For some reason, the bus was nearly empty.
>Which meant there were a lot of seats, at least, so it couldn’t be that bad.
>You scan over the people that were there.
>An off white girl listening quietly to her music.
>There were rumours that she was a rapist, but those were just ridiculous.
>She was barely older than you.
>There was a bored, fancy looking girl with long hair as well; a cello case sitting on the chair next to her.
>And a green chick staring out the window, lyra laying across her lap.
>They all look up as you take a seat.
>Near the window, that was the best spot.
>The bus starts moving as you pull out your phone.
>You were going to be here a while, since you lived at the last stop.
>If you’d been a little more perceptive, you might have noticed the other passengers slowly creeping towards your spot.
>Octavia settled in on the seat behind.
>Lyra sat down on the one in front.
>But it wasn’t until Vinyl thumped down next to you that you looked up.
”Can I help you?”
>Vinyl’s face exploded in a blush, and nervously, she nodded.
>Reaching over, she grabbed one of your hands, and then pulled it down into her crotch.
>It was warm.
>No, hot. You could feel the heat radiating out of her.
>Her sticky juices coated your hand instantly; seeping out of Vinyl’s leggings onto the seat beneath her.
>You tried to pull his hand away, but failed as Vinyl clamped her thick thighs together, trapping it.
>For a moment, you panic.
>Ripping your arm out of Vinyl’s lap, a trail of juice following it, you try to stand up.
“You know, I think this is my stop, I really should be go—“
>You were cut off as a pair of hands grabbed his shoulders, pulling you back into the chair.

>>29020672

>Twisting your head back, you caught a glimpse of Octavia licking her lips, the same deep blush over her face.
>You felt something undo the zipper on your pants, and snapped forward to see Lyra stretching over the back of her seat; hands fumbling at your pants.
>Her modest tits were hanging in front of you; slightly visible through her shirt.
>She wasn’t wearing a bra.
>Pushing forward, you tried to stop her, only to have your free hand grabbed from behind.
>Helpless, all you could do was thrust forward as Lyra slowly removed your pants.
>”Just…please just relax, Anon. Let it happen.”
>Vinyl says, pulling your hand free from her thighs.
>It’s covered, absolutely dripping, in Vinyl’s lust.
>She stares at it for a second, before raising it into her mouth.
>She lets out a moan, and shudders as she sucks on your fingers.
>Licks them clean.
>Her slender tongue doing its best to taste every wet inch.
>When she’s done, she lowers your hand again, only this time, she slips it into her leggings.
>The heat is even greater as she pushes your palm into her bare pussy, moaning loudly.
>A weight appears on your head, and you look up to see that not only has Octavia taken off her shirt, she’s draped her huge tits over your head.
>”Shall we get started then, ladies? More than Vinyl already has, at least.”
>”Sounds great! Let me just…work this a little.”
>With one swift movement, Lyra pulls your pants down, exposing your briefs to the world.
>That’s enough.
>You try to stand up again, but can’t, so instead try shouting to anyone who’ll hear.
>You shout loudly, calling for help, until Lyra fully reaches over and covers your mouth.

>>29020674

>”Do we have anything to shut him up?”
>Vinyl waits a second, then nods.
>”That isn’t someone crotch.”
>Vinyl nods again.
>Standing up, she spins around and runs a finger along her waist, gripping her leggings.
>She sticks her ass in your direction as she slides them off, the sudden smell of her musk filling the bus.
>Taking them off completely, Vinyl takes the sopping wet crotch of the pants and presses it against your mouth.
>The taste is unbearably sweet.
>She then wraps the leg part around the back of your head, forming a makeshift gag.
>She stands over you, places a finger on your chin, and forces you to look up into her red eyes.
>”C’mon Anon, am…do I really…I don’t look that ugly, do I? Just play along.”
>Her shirt falls to the ground a moment later.
>She really didn’t look that bad.
>Toned, horny, with visible need dripping down her thighs.
>”Can we please get started, ladies? We don’t have all day. Vinyl, you can masturbate to the pictures of your little crush later, but we really have to stop wasting time.”
>Lyra leaps forward.
>”Fine. Me first, me first.”
>You struggle as Lyra reaches forward and pulls your underwear down, showing your erection to the world.
>There’s a silence as the girls just take it in.
>The smell, the size, the desperation.
>Lyra is the first to break the silence.
>”Boy, you picked a winner this time, Vinyl.”

>>29020678

>Leaning forward, Lyra stretches herself over the back of the chair until she’s at eye level with your dick.
>At first, she doesn’t do anything, merely burying herself in your crotch.
>She rubs her chin against your dick and just breathes in.
>You can’t see it, but you can guess that she’s just as horny as Vinyl is.
>Vinyl returns your hand to her slit as Lyra pulls back.
>Her hands come swinging down and grip her tits.
>She slaps them lightly, lets you watch them jiggle as they hang free, and then lowers them down over your cock.
>You flex as she pushes her breasts together around your cock.
>This has the unfortunate side effect of sending a finger deep into Vinyl’s body.
>She only responds with a soft ‘ah.’
>”Do…do that again, Lyra.”
>”You got it.”
>Lyra starts slow, stroking your cock up and down.
>Before gradually picking up speed, until she’s nearly falling to the floor rubbing you so hard.
>Her cleavage feels nice, but it’s not nearly enough to get you off.
>Your body begins to thrust upwards in an attempt to find something, anything to get you the release you need.
>Lyra notices.
>”That feel good, little boy? How’s it feel being so fucking weak that you’re being raped by a bunch of girls? Maybe…maybe we shouldn’t let you cum, how would you feel about that? Just get ourselves off and leave you all alone on the bus. You couldn’t even…stop us.”
>Lyra squeezes her tits against your cock harder.
>”Would you like that? To get all used up by a bunch of girls who don’t even care if you get off? I bet you would, you freak. I bet when we’re done here you’re gonna go home and rub that big, fat…juicy…dick…”
>She snaps out of her trance.
>”of yours to us fucking raping you.”
>You can only moan in response as the pressure in your nuts grows and grows, but never gets close to toppling over.
>Finally, Lyra removes her breasts and leans in.
>”You’re lucky we’re so merciful.”

>>29020679

>Her eyes dart up to you one last time before she swallows your manhood.
>The sudden warmth causes you to flinch again, which makes Vinyl flinch next to you.
>She lets out a loud shout as her nethers explode; the sudden twitch enough to push her over the edge.
>She grips your arm and rides it out, shaking and moaning as she sprays so hard it hits the back of the seat in front of you.
>Her moans fill your ears for a second, compounding the pleasure caused by Lyra’s lewd actions.
>Eventually she stops and, still horny, places your hand back into her crotch.
>”Look…look what you did.” She whispers in your ear.
>A loud gagging brings your attention back to Lyra.
>Her drool is running down your shaft in rivers.
>She’s bobbing furiously on the top half of your boner, but gags whenever she tries to go deeper.
>Still, her tongue sticks out as far as it can.
>Lyra’s eyes flitter back down, and she pulls herself off you.
>”Vinyl. Force…force me deeper. I want to show this idiot how kind I am.”
>”You got it.”
>Lyra swallows your knob again, but this time, Vinyl places her hands on the back of her head.
>”Ready?”
>Lyra nods.
>Vinyl begins to push down on Lyra’s head, forcing you to impale her on your cock.
>Slowly, but surely, Lyra’s mouth envelops you.
>There’s resistance when you hit the back of her throat, but Vinyl isn’t stopping.
>Finally, with a strong heave, you break through into Lyra’s throat.
>You can feel her throat try to push you out, and it feels so good.
>All the pressure from before finally flows free as the dam breaks and Vinyl pushes Lyra all the way to the bottom of your shaft.
>She swallows as desperately as she can, but it’s not enough, and your spunk blasts into her cheeks and out her nose.
>At the same time, she quivers as an orgasm rips through her body.
>She just lays there, exhausted, throat full of cock, until Octavia coughs.
>”Lyra, there are others here who would like to use the boy, you know.”

>>29020681

>She wakes up; pulling her face out from between your legs.
>Drool covers her, and her mouth is still full of cum.
>”Someone else grab his arm for me while I come around.”
>Lyra takes your arm from Octavia.
>She stares at your fingers and sucks on them lightly.
>Vinyl moves her legs to let Octavia pass, but instead she chooses to climb over her.
>She sits on your lap, facing you.
>Her breasts seem bigger up close.
>It’s amazing how she ever keeps them hidden, they’re gigantic.
>Noticing your gaze, Octavia runs her hands across her chest.
>”You know, a true gentleman is supposed to support her lady.”
>As if on cue, Lyra releases your hand; finger coming out with a ‘pop.’
>Octavia pulls it over and pushes it into her tit.
>She tries to do the same with your other hand, but Vinyl gives her the finger while yours probes her depths.
>The seat beneath Vinyl is soaked, and it only inspires her to hump your hand harder.
>Still, even with two hands, you doubt it would be possible to hold all of Octavia’s chest-meat.
>It overflows through your fingers, her nipple poking uncomfortably into your palm.
>Sliding your hand, you rest your thumb on her button.
>Octavia inhales suddenly.
>She lets out a surprised moan when you start to rub her nipple, but quickly regains composure.
>One of her hands goes to her other nipple, and begins to fondle that as well.
>Your pants are becoming drenched beneath her as she tries her best to remain elegant.
>Finally, she grabs your cock, and guides it over to her opening.
>Her bright pink clit is sticking out like a sore thumb.
>With one last breath, Octavia lifts herself up, and then drops her entire body onto your dick.
>Octavia can’t hold back an undignified scream.
>There’s a brief second of pain, before constant pleasure.
>Your dick feels so good.
>You wait for Octavia to start moving, but she never does.
>”Well? You don’t honestly expect the lady to do all the work, do you?”

>>29020688

>You swallow as you begin to thrust upwards into Octavia.
>It’s tiring, having to lift her entire body up; but she’s made it clear that she’s not going to do anything herself.
>Occasionally, you’ll thrust too hard, or hit the right spot, and her perfect façade will shatter for a second.
>She’ll let out a moan, or a squeak, or something equally lewd.
>Vinyl, at least, seems content to get herself off.
>Your attention is dragged back to Octavia when she grips your neck.
>You look up at her, and she smiles, before squeezing.
>Panic rushes through you again, giving new life to your body, new strength behind your thrusts.
>Octavia just continues to ride you, oblivious to anything except her own orgasm.
>It’s getting harder to move.
>Luckily, before she goes too far, Octavia does release you.
>Only to rip your gag off and dive her tongue into your mouth when you attempt to breath.
>She’s aggressive, stabbing into the back of your throat.
>A familiar feeling builds up in your balls.
>Between the weight of her breasts in your arm, the sensation of cock moving up and down her tight cunt, and the taste of her mouth and saliva invading your own, you can’t hold on too long.
>Octavia retreats from your mouth, giving you a second to breath, and licks your neck; soaking in the taste of your exhaustion.
>She can see how close you are, she knows it.
>To be extra cruel, she pulls herself up and off of you completely.
>Your dick is so hard it sticks into the air, unmoving.
>”Admit you’re just a dirty little boy toy that doesn’t deserve to cum. Say it.”
>You can barely think through the haze of pleasure you wish would return.
>You try to mumble something out.
>”Say how nice I am for letting you cum.”
>You mumble something else out.
>”Good.”
>With a grin, Octavia drops herself onto your cock.
>With a muffled shout, you cum again; filling her with your spunk.
>Sliding off of you, Octavia nods at Vinyl.
>”Your turn, right, lover girl?”

>>29020695

>Vinyl removes your hand from inside her body.
>”Shut…shut up, I’m not…don’t even like him. That much.”
>”You’ve been fucking him non-stop since he boarded the bus.”
>Lyra countered.
>”Yea but…just shut up.”
>Pushing Octavia aside, Vinyl crawled onto your lap.
>Her hand was glued to her mound, rubbing furiously now that your hand was gone.
>Unlike the others, Vinyl at least cared enough to make sure you were ready.
>Her other hand reached down and grabbed your cock, pumping the shaft carefully and gently.
>Spit, cum and other fluids covered her hand, but Vinyl didn’t care, alternating hands until her crotch was nearly as dirty as yours.
>Slowly but surely, your vitality returns, but Vinyl doesn’t stop; and instead, leans in for a kiss.
>Compared to Octavia, who wanted to dominate your mouth, Vinyl is much gentler.
>She trades off the work equally, occasionally letting you probe into her mouth.
>She also tastes much sweeter than Octavia.
>If it wasn’t for the two women pinning your arms in place, you could have mistaken this for simply making out.
>A line of drool runs down your chin, and Vinyl hurries to catch it; licking upwards until she’s back into your mouth.
>Pulling back from her kiss, Vinyl leans in close to your ear and, in a quiet voice, said,
>”You know, don’t…the other two don’t mean it. I think…you’re a very manly man. You can…I want you to fuck me whenever you…whenever we want.”
>She leans back, taking control again.
>”We’re still going to fucking destroy you now though. You can’t…you’ll need a wheelchair to leave the bus.”
>Guiding your dick, Vinyl crouches over it; lining her entrance up.
>”Sorry, just music club rules.”

>>29020697

>She pauses for a moment.
>Before pointing your dick at her other hole.
>”Actually, let’s…this sounds more fun.”
>And with only that as a warning, Vinyl lowered herself.
>You could feel resistance as your penis pressed against her ass.
>Not that it concerned Vinyl, who only pushed down harder.
>A wave of pleasure washed over you as Vinyl finally broke through the barrier, jamming your cock into her ass.
>It was impossibly tight, and you could feel Vinyl clench and shake against the intruder in her behind.
>Every movement sent vibrations through your cock; every action caused pleasure to burst forth.
>You could even feel her breathing; hear her heartbeat thump faster than anything you’d ever heard.
>Vinyl’s breath was gone as you simply both sat there, feeling the other.
>And then it all rushed back, and Vinyl lowered herself some more.
>The sheer friction alone threatened to push you over the edge, and you’d barely been fucking her for five seconds.
>You let out a gasp that was quickly stolen as Vinyl locked her lips with yours.
>Vinyl is clearly struggling to keep it together as much as you are, since a moment later she bites your bottom lip; suppressing a scream.
>More juice squirts out onto your chest as Vinyl cums.
>Despite this, she doesn’t stop fucking for a second.
>The movement feels like heaven on your manhood.
>Lyra and Octavia have started humping your arms as they watch the display, but you don’t even feel them.
>All you can feel is Vinyl, and the incredible pleasure she’s giving you.
>At some moment you started thrusting upwards in time with her; pounding to new depths.
>Her tongue lolls out of her mouth.
>You can’t hold it back any longer.
>Your breath catches in your thought whenever you breathe.
>With one final thrust, deeper than ever, you cum inside Vinyl Scratch.
>The world seems so perfect, so composed solely of pleasure.
>A moment later, Vinyl cums on you again.

>>29020672
>You tried to pull his hand away
>his hand away
>his hand
>his
We futa now?

>>29020700

>For a second, you forget your circumstances.
>Everything just feels right.
>Vinyl’s head resting on your shoulder; the sound of her breathing in your ear, the feel of her sweat mingling with yours, the smell of her sex, the cock deep in her ass.
>It all feels right.
>One look at her face tells you she feels the same.
>Of course, it doesn’t last long.
>”Alright, lover girl, you done yet?”
>Brought back to consciousness by Octavia’s question, Vinyl shoots back up.
>Your cock pulls out from her behind as she stands up, fumbling to put her glasses back on her face.
>”Ah, right. Yea, of course, yea, I’m done for now.”
>Lyra releases one of your hands.
>And sadly pokes at your shaft.
>You don’t think you could cum anymore, you were exhausted.
>”Yea, this toy is getting a little tired out anyway.”
>Perking up, she smiles at Octavia.
>”Hey, you still have all that stuff, right? I wanted to ride him properly.”
>Grinning, Octavia reached over to her cello case, flipping it open.
>From within, she pulls out a small container of pills.
>Viagra.
>”Yea, I still have it all. Do you want the riding crop or is that for later?”
>Your heart sank as Lyra shrugged.
>”Maybe. Bring it out anyway.”
>Leaning in, Vinyl simply smiled at you.
>”You didn’t think I was kidding, did you? You’re not leaving…you’re not going anywhere until one of us breaks your pelvis.”
>This wasn’t the last thing you remembered before waking up several hours later, covered in bruises, fluids and dried cum.
>But the three girls closing in on you, hornier than ever, was something you’d never forgot.
>And neither was what you would consider one of the best days of your life.

>>29020702
Ignore that, it's a typo.

>>29020708
This is pretty hot anon

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>>29020708
Pastebin this and write a sequal please.
I've haven't cum so hard in awhile.

>>29020991
This, It's EQG and I need it for the Vinyl Scratch thread.

>>29011875
Depends on where abouts on the bus, and when.

If right at the back and corner, just the two of you, and where no one else in front can see, then assume she wants her fun and return the favour by grabbing her hand getting her skilled fingers wrapped around your cock

If in the day time, anywhere from front to middle rows, and there are people around, then she's going full attention-whore by forcing your hand between her legs, so she could claim that you sexually assualted her in front of witnesses. If so, think fast and get your hand away before it reaches its doomed destination, and scream to everyone that she's a psycho that likes to grab people. Hopefully, the plan will back fire, and the bitch and slink off the bus, and go back home to write about how she was sexually and verbally assualted on a public bus on some feminist forum.

I'm kinda hoping for the former. It'll be hot for her to jerk me off whilst I finger bang her slick cunt, before diving down south to give me an awesome blowjob...

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>>29021647
>Vinyl
>Feminist
Nah she's way to cool for some shit like that, she looks gay and probably is, but she wouldn't do that.

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>>29011875
>hand covered with shit and cocain

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>>29012333
my fetish

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>>29012358
Just gonna leave this here

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>>29020708
my dick hurt now

>>29011875

>>29011875

>>29020708
Yes

>>29011875
>Another Vinyl rape prompt

Guys, if you keep making these, sooner or later the idea is going to get stale and worn down. How are you gonna get your rocks off then?

>>29023974
Reverse the roles?

>>29023985
I'd be fine with that now

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>>29023985
I could get behind that.

>Vinyl approaches Anon on the street with intent to rape.
>Drags him into the bushes.
>It goes wrong.
>He overpowers her.
>Her thick thighs can't save her now.
>Anon rapes her until she passes out.
>Continues for a while anyway, just in case.
>Leaves her in the bushes and goes home.

10/10, best greentext.

>>29011875

>>29011875

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>>29024046
I need this

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>>29024046
>she keeps coming back for more

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>>29022848
I hate you. My throat hurts.

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>>29024046
>Anon is screaming 'Not this time' while they wrestle.

>>29025491
>Sometimes she's the rapist, sometimes she's the victim.
>Both Anon and Vinyl are constantly on their guard in case the other tries to make the first move.

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Would Vinyl ever sell sex? she looks like an expensive girl, but I'd go for it.

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>>29026108
I don't think she's the kind of girl who'd accept straight money, that'd make her feel like a prostitute.
Give her a Sennheiser HD-800 or better and she'd probably suck your dick. Those things are expensive, I think she'd trade a blowjob for one.

>>29026131
It would be more than a BJ in my case

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>>29026148
You'll probably need to buy her an expensive dinner as well then, and maybe agree to help her move all her heavy music equipment for a month.

Seems like a lot of effort. Why not just tie yourself up in a dark alley while she walks past and hope she rapes you?

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>>29026174
Are you suggesting me to move in with her and make kinky rape roleplay ?

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>>29026174
I'd totally give her an HD800 to be my GF, she can even have an amp to go along with it and dinner because I love food

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Really? I'm the best you could do?
You realize chad thundercock is only like two seats over right?

>>29026180
No, I'm suggesting that once Vinyl's rape sense goes off, she won't be able to resist raping you behind the bike racks.

>>29011875

>>29020991
>Pastebin this

Okay, I guess. It's not that good; at least when compared to the first. Which I also wrote, how pathetic. I really skimped out on the ending, it was longer in my mind.
I'd rather it die with the thread.

http://pastebin.com/DMpdbbDa

>>29026676
Thank you, guy.

>>29026676
>It's not that good
Give yourself more credit. It was awesome, very enjoyable. A followup on Anon and Vinyl's relationship would be great.

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>>29026676
Thx anon this green is awesome !

>>29026436

>>29011875
Have her arrested for molestation. Fucking slut isn't going to take me from my waifu.

>>29026436

Rapist Vinyl is my favourite head-canon. When are we getting some more green?

>>29029566
It is also my fav head canon, followed by Russian Trixie

>>29024046
When do we get an ongoing story of Vinyl and Anon trying to out-rape each other?

>>29030457
>Spy vs Spy, only it ends with none or both of them getting raped instead.

>>29029566
Vinyl's super rich, right? She always seems to have expensive shit. Headphones, probably high quality, weird ass transformer car, vintage record player, etc. She could probably afford the lawyers to get away with rape, if she isn't a complete dumbass about it.

>>29030899
This

>>29020316
But diseased pussy is not the same as virgin pussy.

>>29028509
Vinyl is your waifu now, bitch

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>>29012358
Read it in his voice.

>>29011875
>your head shoots to the left, your eyes darting into the Vinyls signature, violate glasses
>but you see nothing
>wait, you see something
>you only see a tinted purple mirror image of yourself
>or perhaps you are the mimicking, tan reflection of the true, purple version of yourself staring into a strange girl's glasses
>you may not know what the parameters of other realities are, but what ever they may be, strange would be universal understatement for describing Vinyl
>you've become trapped in your own gaze in the glasses of a friend who is currently sexually assaulting you
>well, she's making you sexually assault her
>none of this is unusual for Vinyl though
>for the 6 years you've know this girl she has never been "normal"
>the sexual advances started about 2 years ago
>the sexual advances evolved into sexual blitzkriegs a years and a half ago
>and after all this time, you still can't read this blue haired, cyber punk hipster
>you wonder if she's looking at me right now
>we may be face to face, but you wouldn't put it past Vinyl to be staring off into the moving landscape behind you
>she easily gets lost in the world like that
>Vinyl is now rubbing your hand gently up and down the front of her crotch
>the moment snaps you out of Vinyls trance and you retract your hand
>she doesn't tug against my arm or wrestle to keep your hand
>she just turns froward and puts her hands in her lap
>...
>you turn your head forwards too

>>29032614
bzzt
Flash Sentry: Dude, wtf? On the bus? Lol
>you sit up in your seat a little bit and glance around
>you cross sights with Flash siting one row back and across the aisle
>he smirks and gives you a thumbs up
>you fall back into your seat and lean to the side, angling your phone towards Vinyl so that she is unable to see your screen
You: Yeah, she's getting bold
>why are you even bothering with the formality of hiding your screen?
>what else could you possibly be texting about?
bzzt
>you face forwards again, fuck it
Flash Sentry: Did she say anything?
>Flash wasn't referring to her saying things verbally
>Vinyl doesn't do speaking
>You've only ever witness Vinyl communicate via notes, texts, and charades
>you don't even know if Viyal is capable of verbal speech
>her class participation grades must be abysmal
You: Not this time
>you look over at Vinyl
>she's softly rocking her head back and forth to some indistinguishable beat
>her hair is swaying just barely along with her
>you don't know why you've been chosen
>you have your theories, but nothing major
bzzt
Flash Sentry: Did you say anything?
You: Not this time

This thread

10 mfffmmms out of 10

>>29032619
>Flash is going to tear into you
>for some reason, he has been more curious about your and Vinyl's relationship than you ever have
>he wants to get to the bottom of the mystery
>in fact, that's the only reason he you have Flash's phone number, so he can continue his investigation
>and you play along as his willing suspect/witness/victim
>you think his fascination stems from the same same shroud of mystery that prevents anyone from understanding Vinyl
>but where as most people would just shrug off Vinyls bizarre, internationalist mannerisms, Flash feels challenged by them
>he prides himself on being able to read the emotions of his female classmates
>and, at least this is your hypothesis, when he was unable to read Vinyl, he became intrigued
>an unstoppable force had meet an immovable object
bzzt
Flash Sentry: Damn it dude! Why not!
>every time
>you didn't choke
>the lines of questioning that Flash continues to provide you with just slipped your mind
>like they always do when your trapped in those mirror glasses
>in those glasses you forget that you exist physically
>you forget you can speak and move and resist
>those glasses
>what lies behind those glasses?
>what lies behind those glasses?
>you don't feel like responding to Flash right now
>After having one of these conversations with him you've had all of these conversations with him
>you'll just deal with him after we reach the camp

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>>29032659
Dis is a good post so far

>>29031533
C'mon, Octavia's not that bad. Statistics say that both of them will at least be average.

>>29032659
I want to see more.

>>29032614
>Friendzoning Vinyl
What's this bloke's problem?

>>29035155
An absolute madman I say. A madman, absolutely.

>>29032659
>2:00pm, arrive at camp
>you aren't sure whether to expect some sort of exchange with Vinyl while disembarking the bus
>the bus comes to a stop and Vice Principle Luna stands up to make some announcement
"Students, this camp was a special place for your principle and I..."
>I phased out
>she wasn't listening either
>how could she be?
>the thumping bass she treats anyone willing or unwilling within 5 yards to blends in with the white noise after awhile
>I wonder if she knows the world has natural accruing sound?
>I've see her sleep during class before and the music doesn't stop
>She must take them off for showers though, right?
>if anything to wash her neon hair
>Vinyl washing her hair
>the suds foaming through her fingers
>the foam dripping and sliding down her back
>her hands running along her wet figure
>my hands running along her wet figure
>my member rubbing against her inner thigh
>the glasses
>me looking into those glasses
>who guards the temple of Vinyl?
>I see the purple me beckoning
>who resides within the temple of Vinyl?
"We grew so much here, that is why we are thrilled to share this experience with you, students, and we will grant you as much liberty as we can to explore the wideness and yourself."

>>29035258
shit, I fucked up the tenses, dammit, well back to second I guess


>where were you?
>you had been in the shower again
>Like Vinyl, these daydreams have only become more persistent and more invasive
>even thoughts of her inevitably drag me towards depravity
>people around you begin standing up
>you feel your pants, no erection
>these increasingly erotic daydreams are drawing increasing less erotic results
>you wonder if she knows the extent of her own psychic power
>is she actively incepting your mind? Bombarding your psyche?
>as you enter the aisle you feel Flash drilling a hole into you with his eyes
>you don't turn around
>you and Vinyl disembark without further incident
>you grab your luggage from beneath the bus
>a hand grabs your arm and pulls you out from the crowd of people retrieving suitcases
>it's Octavia, Vinyls other friend
>or perhaps only friend
>you're not sure what Vinyl considers you
>her and Vinyl have a special connection
>Octavia seems to be the only person whom Vinyl can connect with because they communicate in one of the only ways Vinyl understands
>they communicate through sounds, again, not spoken sounds, but rhythm
>she pulls you just behind the bus

>>29035607
"What happened?"
>Flash must have filled her in while probing her for information. It's not the first time he's done so
She grabbed my hand. I took it back. That's it.
"Was that it?"
Why don't you ask her yourself what happened? Because I'm still trying to figure it out myself and would love to know.
>Octavia and Vinyl meet about 4 years ago now
>they had both signed up to take elective band freshman year
>Octavia is a god at cello and Vinyl is a Swiss army knife of musical talent
>Vinyl can read and play sheet music for any instrument after a week of familiarizing herself
>naturally, it make sense they're such good friends, a mutual respect you imagine
"We've been over this, we don't talk like others do. She doesn't talk like others do."
>you would love to sit down for one of these symphonic conversations, you bet they're beautiful
Well then your idea is just as good as mine.
>at first you took offense to Octavia's accusational confrontations
>but you've grown to appreciate her protectionism
>a considerate friend looking out for her comrade
>and possible Vinyls only voice of reason
"Text me the next time something like this happens."
>she used to say "text me if something like this happens again."
>we no longer question the inevitable
>Octavia turned a walked back to the side of the bus, picked up a suitcase, and rolled it towards a new forming crowd of people by a totem poll
>you walk over and grab your duffle bag and follow suit

>>29035884
"Welcome campers! Thank you all so much for coming!"
>the crowd pivots 90 degrees to the left
>a cherry haired, 20-somthing is standing on a stage with a microphone
>she's wearing a breezy lemon top with green highlights and a pair of jorts
>you fucking love jorts
>not in a sexual way, in fact you think they are the most platonic thing you can do with denim
"I'm Gloriosa Daisy, the camp director here at Camp Everfree. And this is my brothe-"
>your obsession with jorts began when everyone else's obsession with jorts began a year ago when your classmate Axel kicked some kid in the face for making fun of his jorts
>since then there has been a air of mysticism and respect for jorts around campus
>jorts have become a unique facet of CHS's culture
>they are worn by athletes on the days of big games
>they are worn by musicians before concretes
>they are worn by entire grades before standardized testing
>you coined the term the Rule of Jorts to describe the phenomenon
"Now, I hate to be this way, but due to some recent events, the rock quarry is off limits, but feel free to hike and explore everywhere else around camp! The world is your oyster! Now we will assign cabins-"
>cabins
>we each got a slip of paper we could write down our first, second, and third choices of cabin mates on
>you put down Norman, Flash, Axel
>in line you see Flash walking towards you

>>29036337
"What happened, man! Why didn't you say anything!"
Believe it or not its hard for most people to concentrate when you're grabbing someone by the pussy.
"And she didn't say anything?"
Not this time.
"Well she's gotta speak one of these times!"
She doesn't speak.
"Bullshit, man. I swear I've heard her speak before!"
>Flash has a false memory of Vinyl speaking, we've been over this before
>girls tend blend together in Flash's head
>correction: most girls tend to blend together in Flash's head
>there's one girl with condiment hair whom Flash remembers with impeccable detail
If you say so, man.
"She said 'Flash, do you like my dress?' and then I came in her eyes."
>incredible
"EHM"
>Flash looked forward to the 20-somthing, you were now at the front of the line
"Name, sweetheart?"
"Flash Sentry"
"S, S, S, ah, you are rooming with Anonymous in the Uranium Cabin."
"Awesome, thank you Director Daisy."
"Oh please, call me Gloria."
"Thank you, Gloria."
>Flash winks then turns to you
>the 20-somthing is doing that dazzled stare girls around Flash often tend to do
"C'mon, lets find our cabin."
>this fucking guy

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>>29011875
I'd totally grab her dick

>>29022848
>I read it all in Grade A under A's voice
god fucking damn it.

>>29036636
Is Anon autistic

>>29011875
Grab her by the hand

>>29037383
Possibly mildly. He does get distracted a lot and isn't very sociable.

>>29036636
bzzt
Vinyl: What cabin r u in
>you almost hold your phone up to show Flash but second thought advises otherwise
>there's nothing Flash can contribute to make things more clear
>but then your third thought says fuck it and you show him anyways
Hey.
"Oh shit dude, tell her!
You: I'm in uranium
bzzt
Vinyl: Radium
>you guess she's in Radium
>you don't need to tell Flash what cabin she's in, you'll give her some privacy
I told her.
"Nice."
>you get to the cabin
>the cabin was pretty much what you expected
>two beds, a rug, and nightstand
>minimalist
>one of the two light bulbs is out making the room unintentionally moodier
>despite their being electricity there are intentionally no outlets
>a clever ploy to get campers to go outside
>but you prepared for this
>you brought an external usb battery to keep your phone charged
>and when that goes dry you can tap into your laptop for power
>you sit down on your bed and slid your backpack off
>your backpack
>FUCK
>you jolt up like something that jolts fast
>you just run
>you just go to the door and run
>fuck fuck fuck
>the bus is driving away
>god dammit
>you stand there watching the bus blaze a dust trail back to civilization
>shit
>you saunter back to your cabin
"Dude, what was that about?
I left my backpack on the bus and it just drove away.
"HA, that sucks, dude, anything important in it?"
Yeah, my laptop, binder, and battery.
"Damn, sorry dude."
>you sit down on your bed again
>fortunately you keep your most important stuff on your person at all times
>your phone, earbuds, wallet, and pepper spray
>but now the charge on your phone is a high valued comondiy
>you take it out and close all the background apps and make sure Bluetooth and WiFi are turned off

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>>29035258
>She wants to fuck him
>He daydreams about fucking her
>He won't fuck her

>>29011875

>>29011875

I wouldn't fuck either of them. Their cunts are probably petri dishes for entirely new diseases humanity has yet to even discover.

>>29037912
what does he mean by this?
>>29038549
>>29039017
thanks for the bumps, m80s

>>29037878
Hey Flash, what time is dinner? My schedule was in my binder.
"It's at 6:30."
>it's 2:26
>you have nothing to do for 4 and hours
>well, there are plenty of things to do, just nothing you particularly want to do
>you did get up pretty early this morning, you'll take a nap until dinner
>you set the alarm on your phone, through the covers over you, then doze off
>swirling purple
>then green
>then blue
>then red
>then purple again
>then black
>then black
bzzt bzzt bzzt
>it's 6:20
>you turn of your alarm and move your covers aside
>you feel like a more solid mass than you did before
>a sign of a good rest
>the room is very dim
>the one light bulb is off and it's starting to get dark outside
>Flash is gone
>you head over to your duffel bag and replace your coat with a warmer jacket
>you step out of your cabin and sweep the surroundings with your vision scanning for some sort of mess hall or pick-nick area
>you can't identify either, great
>you text Flash
You: Hey, where's dinner?
>6:24
>nothing
>classic Flash, only texts on his own terms
>you text Norman
You: Hey, do you know where dinner is?
Norman: Yeah, we walked for 5 minutes on some trail and are eating on some benches by a creak
You: Do you remember where the trial was?
Norman, No, but you should be able to find it on the map posted on the directors cabin
You: Alright, thanks
Norman: np
>you head over to the directors cabin
>walking past a cabin on your left you hear a faint pattern of bass
>Radium

>>29025529
>>Sometimes she's the rapist, sometimes she's the victim.
>>Both Anon and Vinyl are constantly on their guard in case the other tries to make the first move.

This is awesome. I love imagining their constant rape war.
>The door suddenly smashes inward, anon leap tackles Vinyl nearly perfectly, as he'd been watching through the window.
"I'm gonna rape you but good this time!"
>Vinyl, incredibly, was prepared and rolls full backwards, she manages to get a hold of Anons tie and jerks it tight, strangling him as she tries to get him in a leg lock that still gives her access to his dick.
>"NOT IF I RAPE YOU FIRST SHIT STAIN!"
>Octavia, half used to it, continues sipping the tea she almost spilled and watches from the dining room table.
>"Oy, at a certain point doesn't this just become... consentual?"
>They both look at her with disgusted expressions on their face, as if she'd just suggested they were copulating with rotting pig organs. Vinyl does the one hand up in the air gesture like she can't believe Octavia just said something so stupid while Anon shakes his head in disappointment and also tries to unbend his dick from where Vinyl's about to damage it.

>>29030943
There's a study that shows that many rapists are, surprisingly, rich and are considered handsome. They're so used to getting what they want, a "no" incenses them.

Though Vinyl seems more predatory than that.

>>29039556
I feel like if you take date rape out of it this fact is much less true

>>29039556
Unf
I want Vinyl to drug my drink and ram me with her feminine penis while I'm unconscious.

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>>29017963

>>29041121
>>>/r9k/
And stay there you trap fapping failure

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>>29039547

>>29039403
>you guess she hasn't left yet either
>should you say something?
>she shouldn't miss dinner
>you should at least knock, she might be asleep after all
>you step up to the door
>you raise your fist
>you hesitate
>you knock once
*Knock*
>you hesitate
>you have to knock more than once, otherwise the knocking sound could have just been something bumbling against the door
>you knock two more time in sequence
*Knock**Knock*
>you hear a zipper from inside the room, then foot steps approaching the door
*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock*
>wat
"Hello? Vinyl? Just thought I'd let you know you were gonna miss dinner."
*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock**Knock*
*Knock*--*Knock**Knock*
*Knock**Knock*
*Knock**Knock*
>wtf is happening
>wait a minute
>that faint bass sounds familiar
>you put your ear closer to the door
>https://youtu.be/K5G1FmU-ldg?t=8
*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock**Knock**Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock**Knock**Knock*-*Knock*-*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock**Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock*--*Knock*
>god damn it

>>29020708
the femdom killed my boner, but I did like the Vinyl part though.

>>29026676
What is this other green your referring too?

>>29041901
>*Knock**Knock*
You're going to give me an aneurysm if you keep doing this shit.

>>29041901
>the knocking is still going
>these must be the conversations Octavia was referring to
>Octavia
>this hasn't escalated to a point where I should text Octavia yet
>what would you even say?
>hey, Vinyl is knocking on the door to her cabin that I came to of my own accord in patterns that I think sounds like a song from 1993
>you'll hold off unless something more substantial develops
>maybe you should try communicating to her through her language, music
>do you know any songs that can be identified in percussion and send the message of "hey come to dinner"
>no, you don't
Hey, this sounds great, but are you gonna come to dinner?
>the knocking stopped (>>29041956 I got you, anon)
>you hear the door knob jiggle and you step back a little
>the door swings open towards you at a pace that would have been uncomfortable to be hit with
>the end of the door barely glides past your nose and sends a brief, chilling gust over your body
>standing in the door way is a silhouette of your friend Vinyl Scratch
>the silhouette almost looks like she's separate from the background its being project on
>the lights are off and the room is only illuminated by a green aura cast from the lap top siting on her bed
>the air from inside her room feels thicker
>the silhouette of your friend Vinyl Scratch moves her left hand towards the side of the door frame a flips the light switch
>standing in the doorway is the purple you
>you look away to the distance
>you look down at your feet
>your not going to be trapped in that gaze again
>you begin to cautionary begin inch your head upwards, careful not to go to far
We should get going, there's a map on the directors cabin to where were eating dinner.
>when your eye line makes it to her breast level she unzipped her white jacket exposing her bare chest
>her jacket slide of her arms and feel to the ground neatly behind her, you know this because your eyes followed it all the way down

>>29042332
>Jesus Christ
Vinyl... You should-
>Vinyl reaches her left hand forward under your chin and forcefully presses her fingers up
>you are now staring at Vinyls breasts
>in you hast confusion you don't take in any detail
>you try not to take in any detail but you can't
>you try to change thoughts, you try to focus on your sensation of hunger
>you scavenge your mind fro something to distract you
>you move your right arm up to remove Vinyls hand, but you make a grave error
>upon grabbing Vinyl's arm, and in the commotion of limbs and darting of eyes, you look up to address Vinyl
>but you don't see Vinyl
>you see purple you
>he is standing in front of his temple
>a stepped jungle pyramid with a narrow, rectangular entrance cut into the first two steps behind him
>unwieldy green vines hold the temple to the ground like the structure had slowly emerged from beneath the surface in an ancient forgotten time
>he demands a sacrifice of flesh for the heresy you have committed against his faith
>denying the will of Vinyl
>he begins to drag you into his temple
>Vinyl moves her free arm to grab your free arm
>she tugs you closer
>you can feel her body heat
>she plants your hand firmly on her right mound
>you can feel her heart beat
>the ever constant bass from her headphones become chanting
>uniform, monotone, repetitive, baritone, and satanic
>you have been sedated by the purple you
>perhaps a blow dart laced with a numbing, venomous, paralytic cocktail
>you don't remember it but it must have happened
>in fact you struggle to think about anything not in the present
>you have fallen limp and been dragged into the torch light of the entrance hallway
>the hallway is lit with touches alternating on each side, one on the right, 5 paces forward one on the left, 5 paces forward one on the right, and so on

>>29042711
>Vinyl moves her left arm from under your chin to your upper back and pushes you closer
>your hand attached to Vinyl's breast naturally moves aside and gravitates towards her hip
>her chest is now pressed against your jacket
>you can fell her orbs partially squished into you
>a sensation like you have never felt before
>in the distance you can see the end of the hallway
>a large open chamber with an alter in the center illuminated by a beam of moon light that must be cast down from an opening at the pyramids apex
>bizarrely unlike the rest of the temple, the alter glowingly clean
>almost like the light it's reflecting is levitating it above the murky ground
>a figure wearing a black cloak emerges from the end of the hallway
>the figure lifts their arms to their head and removes their hood
>this is the neon-blue haired priestess of the temple
>she warmly smiles towards you
>you feel at ease
>a calming peace like you have never felt before
>you can feel yourself coming to terms with your demise
>Vinyl gently moves her arms towards her tinted glasses
>this is it
>this will be the end, but not before you learn who resides inside the Temple of Vinyl
"Vinyl! C'mon, you're going to miss dinn- ANONYMOUS!"

>>29043001
>you can feel your body again
>the temple begins to shake
>the purple guard drops the leg he was dragging you by and grasps his head in agony, recoiling with pain
>he falls to his knee
>you roll over on to your stomach and push yourself up with your arms, leaning against the wall of the hallway for support
>you look down at the purple you still on his knees, screaming at the top of his lungs, disoriented
>you grab the nearest torch and remove it from its holder
>you wind up and swing the flaming end of the torch in the back of the purple you's skull
>he falls to ground, still screaming
>you swing again
>he stops screaming
>now bricks of stone are dropping from the ceiling in the hallway, the temple is collapsing
>you turn towards the entrance from which you were dragged from
>it is radiating with a blinding white light
>you turn around
>the priestess is backing into the open chamber
>you want to know this priestess
>you want to understand her bizarre lifestyle
>but you can't stay here
>she can't stay here
>this temple is unstable and hostile
>you want to bring her with you
>but now is not the time
>every moment you wait the entrance gets more and more obscured by falling stones
>the purple you is not defeated yet
>you will have to deal with him again
>you will return soon, not as a sacrifice but as an equal
>you drop your torch and blitz for the light

>>29011875

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>>29043001
>>29042711
>These temple references

>>29043409
>you are awake now, but still dazed
>you begin to remove yourself from Vinyls' body when you feel a tug on your shoulder from behind
>you turn around
SMACK
>you are completely awake now
>hello Octavia
"Anonymous! What do you think your doing!"
>"your psychic best friend just tried to hypno-rape me again"
>no you can't say that
I was asking Vinyl if she was gonna come to dinner!
"Well it looks like you were doing a lot more than asking about dinner!"
Why don't you ask Vinyl what she was doing?
>you and Octavia both turn toward Vinyl who is bobbing her head to the bass line of the 1993 classic and still topless
"Well Vinyl, what were you doing?"
>Vinyl snaps both hands and points double finger guns at you
>great, thanks for clearing that up
>you look towards Octavia again, you notice a strange look of confusion on her face
>you've had a hunch that no matter how much Flash or yourself have told her about Vinyl's antics, she doesn't want to believe it
>at least after this first hand experience it will be pretty hard for her to deny Vinyls initiative
I'm gonna head for dinner, see you guys.
>you thought about asking Octavia for directions, but better judgment decided not to ask a tangential question in that situation
>you step on to the porch of the directors cabin and see a map pinned on a builtin board to the right of the door
>you take a picture of it with your phone, find the trail, and begin walking in that direction
>before you leave the main campsite, you take one look back at Radium Cabin and wonder what sort of conversation those two are having right now

Rape war when?

>>29044473
>you cross the tree line and are now walking down a trail to what look like a creak on the map
>it's now 6:27
>you are certainly not an outdoorsy type, but these tree are amazing
>towering columns of of barks and pines with only glimpses of the evening sky peaking through here and there
>the air is cool and thin and smells of mint and sap
>the trail your walking seems surprisingly dense for being so close to a campsite
>when your not looking up your watching feet being careful not to trip on a log or rock
>despite this being the wilderness, everything seems in order
>crickets are cricketing
>frogs are croaking
>birds are chirping
>and branches are swaying
>everything is as it should be in this world
>you reach the campsite without any problems
>there are 6 picnic tables, one of which has self serving food laid out on it, all surrounding a camp fire
>beyond the ring of tables are a handful of old tree stumps being used at makeshift tables by classmates sitting on the ground
>you head over to the food table, grab a paper plate, and assemble a hotdog with a bun from a plastic bag and a dog from a sheet of tin foil
>the only dogs left were pretty charred, you figure they were prepared earlier over the campfire
>you take a spoon full of fruit salad and a water bottle then turn to look for some familiar faces

>>29012448
I read it in Tracer's voice.

I hate Overwatch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZ-oEuWMszs
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>>29045145
>your looking for Flash and the guys
>you see the 5 horse women, the condiment haired girl, and the transfer student
>you see classmates whose names you never learned
>there all talking and laughing and eating with each other
>but you don't see your friends
>then you notice a dip in the terrain behind the two tables furthest from you
>the creek
>you walk over to the edge and see Flash, Norman, and Axel sitting on the creek side eating their meals
>you approach and sit down next to them
"Look who made it!"
What's up Flash.
"You just get up?"
>...
Yeah, I just got up and found my way here.
>you definitely want to hear what Flash has to say about your most recent encounter with Vinyl, but your not sure if this is the right place
"So as I was saying, I was helping Gloria organize the supplies shed when she-"
>the creek seems pretty still
>judging by the depth of this bed you bet the water level gets pretty high when there's rain and run off
>now though the water is just calm enough to see a warped, dark reflection in
>you see the reflection whom you have become personally acquainted with recently

>>29011875

>>29045655
>but the you in the reflection is not like how you last saw him
>the creek water is distorting the being
>half of your face appears melted with ripples of sagging skin draped from your check
>one of your eye sockets is completely black and above that your head is lumped, disfigured, and caved in
>the reflection has no power over you here, but he has followed you here none the less
>you can't hide from him anymore
>perhaps he came here to intimidate you
>most likely to intimidate you
>and you do feel intimidated
>this being is fanatic and wild
>you only managed to escape last time with the aid of an ally, Octavia
>if it weren't for her you'd be his victim
>you must find away to defeat him yourself
>but how can you defeat an entity that is a part of you without also defeating yourself?
>you and the charred, purple you peer into each other searching for weaknesses for the rest of your meal
>you check your phone, its 7:03 and you have 12% battery
>WTF
>that's down from 74% after arriving at camp today
>cellular roaming must be crazy intensive on battery out here
>you turn off your phone

Instant hard

>>29046226
>you and Flash and Norman and Axel decide to head up to the campfire for s'mores
>you each find a stick from your woodland surroundings and pluck a couple of marshmallows out off a plastic bag on the food table
>before you head over to the fire you look around for Octavia or Vinyl
>you see neither
>what could those two possibly be doing?
>you begin to roast your marshmallows
>you let yours catch fire
>you hold up the marshmallow torch you have forged above the fire
>then you blow them out, let them cool, and consume the crusted sweets
>you guys hang out by the picnic area for another two hours
>Flash hits on the transfer student
>you and Norman play board games with some other classmates
>and Axel proudly wears his jorts in the the sub 40 degrees temperature
>everything seems as it should be in this world, but you can't stop thinking about the priestess and her guard
>around what you think is 9:00ish everyone heads back to the cabins
>some people hang out in other peoples cabins for a little while, but you've just been lying in your bed since you've gotten back
>just staring at the ceiling and plotting against yourself
>you can feel your moment of judgement approaching, but you have yet to come up with an executable plan

>>29046438
>Some time later Flash comes in
"Yo."
Hey
>he takes off his jacket and throws it on top of his duffel bag
>he then takes of his shoes, shirt, and pants, but not before emptying his pockets of his phone, wallet, and earbuds
>then he hits the light switch, sets his wallet and earbuds on the ground beside his bed, and jumps in his bed
>lying down in his bed he takes out his phone to do whatever Flash Sentry does before he goes to sleep
"Hey man fyi, battery drains hella fast out here, I'm at 3%"
Yeah, I noticed that too. Did you turn off WiFi and Bluetooth?
"No, will that help?"
>will that help
Yeah, but not a crazy amount or anything. I turned mine off early today and even then it still got really low by after dinner.
"What were you at?"
>what was I at?
It was red, hold on, let me check.
>you turn on your phone
>it is now 11:34
Oh yeah it was 12%.
"Damn, that's still 9 percents better than me though."
Yeah, I guess.
bzzt
>huh?
Vinyl: Meet by Everfree Meteor
>sent at 11:25

Look around for Haruhi and her camera

>>29046605
Hey, Flash?
"Yeah?"
Before I came to dinner today I ran into Vinyl.
"Oh shit, and?
She flashed me and made me grope her boob
"HA! What do you mean she made you!"
I mean, she took my hand like on the bus and put it on herself.
"HAHA What, and you couldn't pull away?! She overpowered you?!"
No, she, well-
"What's wrong with you man? You pulled the same shit on the bus, you could have stopped a lot sooner than you did but you didn't. Do you not want to stop?"
No!
"It sure doesn't seem that way. Your strange non-responsive responses don't send any signals, and this has been happening for years, right?! You haven't embraced her nor have you rejected her. It's obvious why she continues to advance on you, she just thinks she needs to escalate her efforts in order to get a clear message! The mystery here is why did she choose someone like you of all people, I mean, Vinyl is weird but really fucking hot."
>someone like you
>thanks, Flash
I've known Vinyl since middle school, we've never been best friends but always good ones.
"And your sure you don't want to take your relationship to the next level?"
>the priestess
>you know the answer to this
>and for as brash as Flash can be, he was surprisingly the source of wisdom you needed
>in hindsight maybe its not that surprising
"If you do, then you should jump on the next opportunity you get, because she won't keep this act up forever, and at the rate things are going now, I personally think your approaching the end of her patience. Anyone can only be disheartened so many times. Plus, there's the regret you'll have to live with forever if you just let all these softballs she's desperately lobbing you go to waste."
>there's one more person I should consult
You: Hey Octavia, I got a text form Vinyl saying to meet by the Everfree Meteor, is she not in your guys' cabin?

>>29046716
Octavia: No, she left about a half hour ago.
Octavia: You should go see her, it is what she wants.
>whoa
>you were not expecting that response from Octavia at all
>she is finally trusting Vinyl with this
>they must have had a spectacular, 3 part, breakthrough conversation symphony during dinner
>you lean up in your bed and put your feet over the edge
>you open the picture you took of the local map on the director's cabin and glaze over it
>Everfree Meteor, Everfree Meteor, Everfree Meteor
>there it is
>compared to the previous walk to the creek this one is a bit further
>you estimate 10-15 minutes
>under the pitch black of the forest canopy and with 12% battery for your only light source
>correction: 11% battery for your only light source
>you stand up, zip up your jacket, and head to the door
"Hey, where you going, man?"
I'm gonna go for a walk.
"Oh, but just a heads up, curfew was 11:30."
Okay thanks, I'll be careful.
"Alright."
And Flash...
"Yeah?"
Thanks for the advice.
"No problem, Anon."
>you look at the map again and get the general direction of the trail that takes you to the meteor
You: omw
>you put your phone in your pocket and head out

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>>29041942

Vinyl Kidnaps Anon. http://pastebin.com/RtGCZKw0

Featuring desperation, rape, and ass fucking in time with the music.

>>29046798
>you fumble around the treeline of the campsite in the darkness briefly, deciding not to use your phone as a light source until you are in the woods as to lower your chances of being caught out past curfew
>you find the trail
>you think you found the trail
>you walk for a minute, then crouch down and check your map
>you can't tell for certain but your pretty sure your on the right path
>you walk for another 2 minutes before turning on the front facing light on your phone
>now you are racing against time
>this light eats battery like something that eats a lot of batteries
>you pick up your pace
>after two minutes you check your map again to see how far you've gone
>this isn't helping
>why would it? You have no reference, dipshit
>the map is detailed but not that detailed
>the only substantial thing you can make out is that the Everfree Meteor is in the center of a brief clearing
>you'll just have to know it when you see it
>10% battery
>whether this is the right trail or the wrong trail, this is most likely going to be a one way trip for the night
>if you want to turn back, you should do it now
>no, you've already run away once
>you will find the priestess at the end of the hall
>you head deeper into the dark

>>29046850
>after what feels like an eternity of speed walking but was actual 10 and a half minutes, your battery is at 3%
>the question of whether or not you are on the right trail has been shooting though your head with higher and higher frequency
>a new motion is gaining a lot of traction amongst your more conservative brain cells
>turn your phone off and wait by the trail for first light
>then, try using the map to get back to the campsite, and if you are in fact lost and can't find your way back, use your phone to call for help
>you have to admit, its a pretty good plan, and with every percent drop, the idea is gaining more and more bipartisan support
>but no matter how much support the idea gets from either side of the aisle, the executive inside your head is steadfast in his ideological ways
>Flash's motivational wisdom is what got him elected in the first place, and he'd be damned not to carry out his campaign promise
>you push relentlessly forward
>the percentage of battery on your phone is now just another number with no greater significance
>your mission will not be held hostage by it
>you will find this meteor with or without the complete aid of the visible light spectrum
>you will find the priestess at the end of the hall
>you move forward
>your battery is at 2%
>you move forward
>you see a clearing ahead of you
>thank fucking god
>the stars and moon do a remarkable job of illuminating the area
>you turn off your phone
>no point in wasting battery here
>you emerge from the woods into the grassy opening
>in the center of the clearing lies a huge, flat topped, rectangular bolder with a silver surface but the patterns of marble
>some alien object made of otherworldly elements and polished by the friction of our atmosphere
>the rock sparkled and radiated rays of moon light like a disco ball onto the walls of the clearing
>it looked like it was levitating
>atop the meteor sat Vinyl Scratch
>if she was listening to any music you couldn't hear it

>>29039547
>"Vinyl, do I even want to know what you're doing?"
>Vinyl looks over to Octavia.
>"It's simple. Once Anon comes through that door, he'll trigger the tripwire, which will cause this electrified, weighted pendulum to swing towards the door; knocking him out and giving me an opportunity to bind his hands and rape him."
>"And you don't see any way this might backfire on you?"
>"Not at all."
>The door opened suddenly, Anon wandering in confused.
>The rope snaps, sending the ball towards him.
"Hey, I heard something about Vinyl being in here?"
>He casually dodges under the swinging pendulum.
"Is that the best plan you had?"
>Vinyl leaps forward.
>"Just give me that dick!"
>Anon ducks again as the pendulum swings back.
>Vinyl jumps right into it with a loud thunk and goes unconscious.
"Well, that was easy. I guess I'll just..."
>The pendulum keeps swinging, knocking Anon out as well.
>Octavia just sits there for a moment, before getting up.
>Walks towards them hungrily.
>"Never look a gift horse in the mouth, I suppose."
>Anon and Vinyl wake up later in the janitors closet, face to face, covered in cum and tied together at the wrists.

>>29046847

>>29046888
Hey Vinyl, my phone was off when you first sent your text and I didn't get it until 9 minutes later, sorry.
>she slides off the 3 foot high stone smirking and approaches you
>once she is within 2 yards of you the reflection in her glasses becomes clear
>and you new it would
>you don't try to avert your eyes or shift your head
>you steadfast
>the purple you beckons
>the horribly disfigured purple you beckons
>you are ready for him
>lets go you purple faggot
>you stand inside the central chamber of the Temple of Vinyl as if the structure had never collapsed
>across from you stands the purple you armed with a some primitive, obsidian blade
>you have one too
>last time you were here you had been paralyzed, but not this time
>he darts towards you at full speed with a primal scream
>Vinyl wraps her left arm around your neck and makes impact with your lips, separating them with her tongue
>she begins maneuvering her moist, warm muscle around your mouth
>you step to your left to dodge his strike, but not fast enough
>she coaxes the sides of your tongue, firmly brushing against and under it
>the edge of your right arm is sliced
>you shout and swipe with your own blade
>you catch her off guard when you enter her mouth
>she wasn't expecting you to contribute to eagerly
>you cut his right arm

>>29047185
>he lunges again grunting, but this time you have less room to prepare
>Vinyl plants her right hand over the crotch of your pants and begins to message
>you fumble backwards and he slices your right thigh, just barley falling short of your torso
>you pray he didn't fucking hit an artery
>you dive forward knife first with your best, blood curdling war cry into the purple you
>you reach your hands around either side of her and cup her ass from under her skirt, giving the globes a firm squeeze
>you catch him in the abdomen
>your momentum pushes him to the ground
>while on your knees above his thighs he leans forwards and jabs his knife down into the left edge of your back
>Vinyl has remarkably undone you belt with one arm behind you neck and has slidden her hand down into your boxers
>the cold touch off her exposed skin on your balls is shocking
>your spine shoots up in pain
>you work your hands around Vinyls waist from under her skirt and pull her panties a third the way down her thigh, exposing her nethers to the frigid, nighttime air
>you to recklessly rip your blade out from his abdomen
>you fall on your right back away from him with his blade still inside you

>>29047191
>you are both lying opposite from each other, the floor is thickly puddled with your blood
>despite the other you being purple, the crimson blood all blends together
>you feel woozy, but you hear your opponent gargling
>checkmate, bitch
>you try to stand up, but immediately fall back to the ground from dizziness
>you crawl your way over to yourself
>you put as little pressure on your right thigh as you possibly can
>you look down the deformed blood soaked monster
>blood is bubbling out the corners of his mouth and smeared across his face
H-hey, listen, hey, look at me
>his eyes shift to you
Y-you dont have to die here, but, but you n-need to know this, you don't fffucking tell me what to do, aright? You are a part of me, and I can acept you, but I will fucking ee-nd you if you try controllin me, kay?
>he nods
>still holding her, you push yourself off of Vinyl
>a well justified look of confusion streaks across her face
Vinyl, I've known you for so long, and I feel like I know you well, but sometimes I still desperately struggle to understand you. I think people do in general, but I'm especially inept at reading anybody. Please, just give me something to work with. Just a sign that we're on the same page about this and that I'm not reading you wrong. So I can identify what this relationship that we have is. Something for my own sanity. Please.
>it was in that moment that you learned Vinyl Scratch had magenta eyes
>they were the most incredible things you have ever seen in your entire life

>credits music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5G1FmU-ldg
Thanks to anyone who read and also to those that bumped while I was afk or spending 45 minutes to write a single post that would still be riddled with grammar errors. This was my first green text, please rip me apart. I might make some bonus smut to slap on the end later, it seems appropriate, but right now I think I should sleep.

>>29046903
I like this
>>29047281
Good job dude

>>29048321

Bump?

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Steam punk bump

>>29020674
Why is it nobody ever use violence?
There may be three but if you are aggressive you can get them the fuck off you.
Kinda ruins these sort of stories when anon is just kind of trying to stand up instead of throwing punches or kneeing bitches in the nose.

>>29039547
>>29046903
Coyote and Roadrunner except both coyotes.

They do a lot of business with Acme's sex toy division.

>>29011875
>I will never spank Vinyl with my hips

Yet another contentless bump.

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>>29012116

>One person alone cannot rape someone on a bus

What if they were...Big enough.

>One evening, after a long and late shift, you finally get to leave your office.
>Sure you loved your new job, but you weren't sure how much more overtime you could do like this.
>At least at this time the public transit system was relatively empty, and you pretty much had it all to yourself.
>You went to the bus stop, boarded the bus, presented your pass, and got yourself comfortable near the back of the bus.
>As far as rides in the Plebian Express go, this one was rather pleasant...
>No smell of urine, no vagrants begging you for change, no feral negroids piling into the bus blasting rap music, acting all tough and leaving you scared for your own safety...
>Nobody to spoil the peace and quiet...
>That was until a mysterious large figure came aboard...
>When you saw them at first, you presumed that it was a rather large, well-built man... With somewhat unusual fashion sense.
>Large grey hoodie, bright red leggings, bright blue sneakers, and purple-tinted shades.
>You saw this person walking down the aisle, and you swung your head forward and clenched your knapsack tighter, trying not to catch their attention.
>As the leviathan got closer she put her hood down, revealing the rest of her face.
>Your eyes shifted up to get a look at her, and you were quite astonished to see such a feminine face one such a masculine body.
>You'll admit, this creature you gazed upon was rather fascinating.
>Well, you thought so, until she decided to park her big, tight arse right next to you.
>Your eyes shifted back and fourth, scanning all the empty seats, and thought to yourself...
'Fucking really?'

I know amazons are something of a niche fetish, but should I continue? I've had a story like this in my head for a little while now.

>>29051156
> but should I continue?

Yes.

>>29011875
Get my hand out of your clam, you dirty whore

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>>29051156

>Whatever, she's not bothering you, just ignore her and either she'll get off, or you will.
>Unfortunately you found out she definitely had an intention of getting off...
>The next thing you knew, she grabbed your hand and placed it between her legs.
"Umm, excuse me, miss, but what're you-"
>To make matters worse, she closed her powerful thighs on it.
>No matter how hard you tried, it wasn't coming out of there.
>As you continued to struggle, she spread out her arms, resting one on top of the empty seat, and the other onto your shoulder.
>Claiming a lot of territory aren't you, lady?
>Okay, in your head, you were legitimately freaking out.
>And now an awkward silence was lingering in the air between the two of you.
>This blue haired predator turned her head towards you, gazing at you with a smug little grin.
>Although you were wearing a warm peacoat and somewhat thick leather gloves, her intimidating aura was making you sweat the most.
>Maybe if you say something to her, try to strike up a conversation, maybe she won't be so rough with you.
"So, hehe, I can feel-erm... see the results of all those, umm, squats and oats. Hehe, hehehe, he...."
>After you said that, she lifted her glasses up, revealing bright, blood-red eyes.
>Okay, things felt like they just got a lot worse, now she had your very soul to stare into.
>You were outright scared now, and you were unable to stop shivering.

>>29051526

>Speaking of shaking and shivering, she definitely noticed you were doing it.
>How? She pressed your hand closer against her womanhood, using your small, childlike (comparatively speaking) hand as some sort of vibrator.
>Why here, why now, why YOU! Why was this happening!
>It was a very long ride to the Metro station, no one was waiting at the stops, and there was nobody to get you out of this predicament.
>Finally, your stop was coming up.
>As soon as the doors opened, you were going to give every ounce of strength you had to get out of the clutches of this beefy succubus.
>You could see your destination in sight, after the screeching of the breaks, after the green light flashes above the door, you were going to be out of there...
>In 3...2...1...
>You attempted to bolt out of there, almost dislocating your shoulder, she still had you firmly in her grip.
>You grunted, you squeaked, you panicked, trying to get out of the iron vise that was her minge.
>All she did was keep this sly little smirk on her face, mocking your seemingly futile effort to keep yourself from getting raped.
>To both yours and her surprise, however, you were able to break free.
>You flung yourself into the seats opposite of the large woman, missing nothing except for a single glove.
>She can keep the fucking thing, just get out of there now you lanky little queer!
>Rushing out of the bus you almost trip on your own feet, you were in such a frenzy.
>Meanwhile, the busdriver turns around to see what all the commotion was about, seeing only Vinyl left.
>Reaching between her legs, she pulls out your abandoned glove.
>"A poor little boy seems to have lost his glove, I better get it back to him".
>As Vinyl left the bus, back on the hunt for you, the bus driver pondered on what the hell just happened.

That's it for me tonight, hopefully the thread is still alive tomorrow.

>>29051156
Dew it

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>>29051156
>What if they were...Big enough.
Bane?

>>29052645
>tell me about Vinyl
>why does she wear the glasses?

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>>29052884
>Lot of loyalty for a hired mare

>>29011875
>Immediately post about it on /mlp/

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>>29011875
I've told you before you skank, I'm not interested. I have a real waifu.

bunp

>>29052921
>Or perhaps she's wondering why someone would rape a man before abandoning him in his sleep.

>>29052003

>You sprinted into the station, not daring to look back.
>As you made it to the gate, you dug into your pocket to grab your wallet and retrieve your Metro pass.
>Getting it out of your pocket, your dropped it immediately as your hand was still numb after being trapped in that bitch's clam for twenty minutes.
"FuckFuckfuckfuck..."
>You fumbled around with picking up your wallet and retrieving your pass, looking back and keeping an eye out for that witch as you did so.
>When you finally got a grip on your card, you slapped it on the scanner atop the gate.
"C'monc'monc'mon, will you just fucking scan, PLEASE!"
>The green light flashed and beeped, and you dashed forward before the doors could fully recede.
>A loud bang could be heard echoing through the concrete corridor.
"AHH, motherfuck...!"
>You continued on down the concrete steps, the only thing that could be heard throughout the station was the quick and hasty tapping of your footsteps.
>When you got to the bottom, you turned the corner, and pressed your back against the wall.
"Pleasedon'tfollowpleasedon'tfollowpleasedon'tfollow, please, don't, follow".
>A couple moments passed, and you peered over the corner.
>To your relief, there was no sign of her.
>However, you still felt very uneasy, you had a bad feeling that you were going to be seeing more of her tonight.
>Especially since the television screen on the other side of the track was telling you that it was still five minutes until the next train.
>Plenty of time for the bitch to catch up.

I just got back from work, and now I'm off to go do what you (probably) don't even, I'll be back later.

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>>29056999
>Amazon Vinyl is back
>And gone again.

How dare you toy with my dick like this.

>>29011875
>You feel a growing hard bulge, a sliver or wrinkly ballsack poking out of "her" panties.

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>>29056999

>Of course, she eventually would do just that, judging by the large shadow being cast down the wall of the stairway.
"Oh no, ohnonnononononno, pleasepleasepleaseplease, not again!"
>You were panicking, your mind was racing trying to think of a way out of this one.
>It was then that you noticed that there was an indent in the wall behind the bench...
>Seemed that was your best bet, so you climbed up the bench and made yourself as small as possible.
>The shadow was getting smaller and smaller, closer and closer.
>All you could do was sit there and shiver like a bitch.
>Until you found that it was only some teenage girl.
>Oh lord, what a relief, maybe the giantess didn't feel like giving you any chase.
>When you sighed out, the girl heard you and turned towards you, looking at you like you were retarded, or a pedophile trying to sneak up on her.
>Well this is embarrassing...
>You climbed down and decided to make your way farther down the station, just another awkward public transport ride that you didn't need.
>Now you had somewhat of a sense of security now, although something was telling you that you weren't out of the woods yet.
>Minutes later, the train arrived, and you boarded and sat your ass down in one of the corner seats.
>You looked to the left into the next car, it was empty.
>After another sigh of relief, you laid you head back, and dozed off.
>After three musical beeps, the doors slid shut, and soon you were on your way.
>About two stops later, you heard a thud to your left.
"What the?"
>You turned and saw a big pair of breasts pressed against the glass, and Vinyl looking down at you very hungerily.
>You screamed like a bitch.

>>29057460
Of not worryings, benis pleasuring shall resume.

>>29057471
be a faggot somewhere else, thanks

>>29058456

>Her hoodie was zipped down, exposing her well sized chest in a black tank top.
>She pulled a water bottle out from one of her pockets, and began pouring it over her muffin topped tits.
"[Suppressed bitchy screaming]"
>You covered your mouth trying to keep yourself quiet, a blush had begun to fill your face.
>It was then you noticed that you had popped a little stiffy.
>We're going to get one thing straight, just because you're hard it does not mean that you want what she's putting out.
>Thankfully, you had a decent boner concealing device with you, your single strap knapsack.
Realtalk: Is that what it's actually called? I think it has a different name.
>You awkwardly started walking to the other end of the train car, getting ready to take the far door to get away from Vinyl as quick as possible.
>The next stop was a transit hub, you were going to try to take the green line home and try to lose her.
>Unfortunately, it was a Friday night, this line goes through to downtown, and it was going to be packed with people going to and from the clubs and bars.
>Well, in your case, the more people the better.
>You maintained a rather speedy walk going upstairs to the next platform.
>You were looking over your shoulder every few steps you took, people must've been wondering which mob boss you pissed off.
>When you got to the platform, you were shocked to see that the wait times for this line were the same as the blue line that you just got off of, despite being much busier.
>Stupid Metro system.
>When the train finally arrived, you shoved your way in as fast as possible, resisting the stampede that was trying to get out.

>>29011875
Probably: "REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"