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Investigating the local area, a bit far from school, I eventually come across the bridge here. It goes over a stream that divides the commercial districts to another suburban neighborhood. In fact, it'll congregate itself with a river that lives in the central portion of the sea, ducking under an even bigger bridge. In comparison, the structure is built for convenience, and a few boys and girls would meet up at its underside to hang out. This is the vanilla fragrance's destination...

My shoes tread upon the sloped, grassy hill and onto the concrete platform. Kitasawa's there, in the shade of the bridge's belly. Her replicated mantle wraps around herself, believing that at any moment, she'll succeed in regaining a waiting glory. The effort wavers when she sees me.

"Y-You! You!..." Fully alerted, she gets up from her crouched position and withdraws with distaste. She couldn't refer to me as a "mutt," or anything harsh for that matter. The surrendered assassin only cared for her own skin. I, on the other hand, just proceeded to complete our distance that's prolonged by her cautious retreat.

A wind blows through the environment of beams and abutment. Fluttering, Kitasawa's cloak displays what's underneath: Mary's bondage work and the lack of underwear. Swiftly, Little Red Riding Hood pulls in the flying hem of the crimson cloth to veil this perversion that I made by rule.

> "You actually followed my orders, hmm? Though partially. I never permitted this exploration."
> "Mary made you into a fine work~ How does it feel to walk in public like that?"
> "Playtime is over, Red. It's too early for this, and you know that I hate being rough."
> (another option)

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Thread 3 can be found here! >>3416319
Archived threads can be found here! http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Mother%20Goose
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>>3429492
> "Mary made you into a fine work~ How does it feel to walk in public like that?"
>Write-in
>Have a exhibitionist fetish huh ....while I don't mind you flaunting your body outside for all to see, It's too early for this, and you know that I hate being rough. Unless you like it rough."
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>>3429511
Support
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>>3429492
> "You actually followed my orders, hmm? Though partially. I never permitted this exploration."
> "Playtime is over, Red. It's too early for this, and you know that I hate being rough."
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>>3429492
> "Playtime is over, Red. It's too early for this, and you know that I hate being rough."
Why is she like that ?
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>>3429492
> "You actually followed my orders, hmm? Though partially. I never permitted this exploration."
> "Playtime is over, Red. It's too early for this, and you know that I hate being rough."
> Wrap your arms around her
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>>3429511
support
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>>3429634
Maybe she is a secret pervert
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>>3429511
Supporting this make it like a menacing wolf.
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>>3429765
Did you play in the other thread ?
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>>3429808
No?
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>>3429511
>>3429538
>>3429718
>>3429769
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3429853

"Mary made you into a fine piece of work~ How does it feel to walk in public like that? You have an exhibition fetish all this time, I presume?"

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

"Now, now, Red," I said with gesticulation. "While I don't mind you flaunting your body outside for all to see, it's just too early for this. And you know that I hate being rough if you don't comply -- unless you like it rough."

My advance pushes Kitasawa out of the shadows. Soon, with a queue, Mary joins me in this chess game. She isn't accompanied by her copies, which confuses me. But I digress from that notion.

The agent guards the lewd assassin's hind, the two of us drawing close to the target. It is clear that if she tries to run, it'll only be a rough arrest to which I had said.

People say that under a lot of stress, one's psyche will break down to its host's basic frame. Is this the case for Kitasawa? For she falls to the ground hopelessly. A dam opens forth from her eyes; crying, Red softly wails in a tone that doesn't disturb the passersby. Not that we're already isolated. "Sister Alexandra! I'm shorry! I'm shorry I ran away! I'm shorry!" choking on her tears.

Mary and I are taken aback. Am I.... a bad guy?

> "Mary, do we just take her?"
> "Mission's complete. I have to rush to school so you take care of this!"
> "Uh... Red?"
> (another option)

Got a warning, Anons.
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>>3429945
> "Mission's complete. I have to rush to school so you take care of this!"

Do it on pastebin if it turns lewd and make it one update instead of multiple ones.
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>>3429945
> "Uh... Red?"
Yeah the warning would've come from the spoilered porn image
links are fine.
No nipple rule is probably in effect.
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>>3429945
> Kneel down.
> "Hey, Red... are you alright?"

You can get away with lewd text by putting it on pastebin, but you gotta be careful with the images. Just spoilering those isn't enough on most blue boards.
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>>3429945
>shrug and wave to Mary to do what she must.
>be a bit vindictive to the girl.
>"next time dont kidnap someone out of their own home then try to kill them, if you want them to feel any sympathy for you."
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>>3429965
>>3429974
I see, I see. Thank you, Anons.
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>>3429945
> "Uh... Red?"
wat
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Opened a pastebin, Anons.
https://pastebin.com/u/MotherGoose
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>>3429990
Doesn't it strike you as a bit weird that a kid Tairou's age would be running around the country alone as an assassin who, despite a fierce independent streak, somehow felt it necessary to track dow, kidnap, and enslave the Big Bad Wolf because she needed more power?
I think it's safe to say there's plenty we don't know about Kitasawa.
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>>3429981
Considering she can make deadly weapons and failed to kill us, it's pretty fair to say that she was trying her hardest to capture her alive.
Now is the time for healing.
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>>3430009
Capture US alive.
Or "her target" woops.
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>>3429945
> "Uh... Red?"
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>>3429997
>Upgrade to pastebin pro to see
Welp, guess I have to use my imagination then
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>>3430009
>>3429981
She already openly admitted that her motivation in attacking us was because she wanted the power of the Big Bad Wolf. Of course, her approach was questionable, but at the end of the day she did want to be on our side. Ideally, we're about to take the first step towards burying the hatchet with her.

>>3430024
Just so Goose knows your problem isn't universal, I'll go on record saying I'm not having any such issue.
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>>3429945
> "Uh... Red?"
Can't solve all your problems by being stubborn red. You need help from others.
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>>3430033
Yeah for me it said that the stories were deleted... which I doubt. There does seem to be a problem with the pastebin, don't what though.
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>>3430041
Works fine for me.
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>>3430044
Yeah I'm not sure about the problem ,so I don't know what it is .check when I'm back home.
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>>3430009
>>3430033
i think you forget the part where she openly fired deadly weapons at us after we pulled off our shirt. regardless of anything else, that could've easily killed us. she clearly was of a mindset 'if i cant have you, no one can.'
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>>3430078
Yet she missed every shot.
Likely that she was trying to scare us or something.
She's an assassin after all.
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>>3430054
Found it was copying the story number as well as the address
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>>3430085
to be fair so far she seems more like a spray and pray than an actual sharp shooter, even against the bears if i remember she was more going for number of shots over accuracy.

assassin can be a pretty loose term, or maybe how ones goes about assassinating can be.
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>>3430078
When was this, are you sure it wasn't kita because that was the only time I remembered taking off our shirt (at least being suggested.)
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>>3430095
near the beginning. when read knocked us out in our home, we woke up to her dragging us up the street by our shirt, and our escape method was to slip out of our shirt and run for it.

then we met Goldy and then she and Red fought while we walked home probably way too casually.
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>>3430099
Ahh
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>>3430078
Yet despite that, she ended up not shooting Goldy, and I don't recall the bears being particularly injured in the aftermath either.
I don't think she's actually landed a shot on anyone since the quest began.
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>>3430106
she might of just thought she could take out the bears and Goldy would be a non issue.

also yes she appears to suck at her job. she couldn't hit Mary in their street fight either, and id at least say if there was anyone she was at least willing to injure, well, it would've been her, even before their, uhm, relationship changed.
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>>3430106
Now I just feel bad.
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>>3430106
Stormtrooper university is pretty popular in qst
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>>3429965
>>3429974
>>3429990
>>3430013
>>3430036
>Writing... ......
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>>3430265

Is this some kind of tactic? Must be, right? Kitasawa isn't new to this, and she would take any opportunity that comes across her. But it doesn't feel that way. Brings me way back to daycare, where I accidentally hurt another kid. Just froze up at that moment, the same here with my titled servant that strings along a splintering song.

"Fuck, man," I told myself. Eliminating our gap, I kneel down to Kitasawa. Through her apologies and remorse, I say, "Uh. Hey, Red... Are you alright?" My hunting partner follows suit but doesn't lower herself due to a different reaction from the exact cause. She is a person who gets quiet when things are not doing good, or that the atmosphere is too tense. I can pick up on that type of personality.

Kitasawa rejects my consolation. "I worked hard! I tried my besht! I thought that I can handle everything by myself after running away! I did do it! I did! I made a name for myshelf! But I'm here! I'm Red Riding Hood! Not little, nor a pet! I'm not!" Between her stammerings, she wipes the cascading fluid from her reddening lids. "You did something! You tricked me!"

> Take her to that ice cream shop you always went to.
> "Yeah. I did trick you. I have your real cloak all locked up, but I don't intend to give it to you. Get yourself together, Red, it's not all bad with me."
> "I won't tell much, Red. I try to be friendly -- I really do -- but you don't follow rules well. And you know what? I'm still open to my servant anytime." *pat head*
> Just let her vent.
> (another option)
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>>3430324
> Just let her vent.
Once she's gotten it all out of her system,
> Take her to that ice cream shop you always went to.
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>>3430333
sure ill support
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>>3430333
+1
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>>3430333
Support
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>>3430333
Yep.
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>>3430333
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>>3430348
>>3430398

I and Mary let the dog-collared girl vent. School has started by now, but the reasons are justifiable in my view. Apparently, Kitasawa used to live on an all-girls, Catholic boarding school that doubled as an orphanage. She didn't touch on being an orphan herself; however, I believe she has a family and was just a student in attendance. It has to be so, because if not, why does she possess a surname?

Before long, Kitasawa calms down, sniffling as Mary supports her. I'm late for school, so I might as well skip the whole day-- and I know a good place where my servant could be cheered.

"Wh-What's thish?..." Red Riding Hood mumbled when I bring her to the old ice cream shop.

"You don't like ice cream?" I said. She shook her head, as she does indeed like the cold treat. "Then come in. I have cash on me, so you and Mary can get something for yourselves."

"That's mighty charitable, Kid," the agent thanked. Pulling along the tearful teenager, she then leads her in. I go last, ordering their cones at the counter.

Bringing Kitasawa to this site repaired her weeping breakdown, although she has become silent, slowly licking the crown of her waffle cone. Mary being Mary, and not wanting to be shackled by this blue mood, takes advantage of my goodwill; from liter to liter, she drains her favorite flavor dry. I had to deal with the expense. Despite not being financially impacteded, I got angry.

> "Feeling better? Your cones going to melt at that rate."
> "High-grade lift didn't cut it for you, huh? Not saying that you look the sort-- but you look the sort."
> "Red, you got a family? They'd be worried to death at this point in time. Now that I mention it, how old are you?"
> (another option)
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>>3430493
> "Feeling better? Your cones going to melt at that rate."
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>>3430493
>"why did you feel the need to hunt me? It doesn't make sense."
> "Red, you got a family? They'd be worried to death at this point in time. Now that I mention it, how old are you?"
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>>3430493
> "So why'd you leave in the first place, and why'd you come after me?"
> "Red, you got a family? They'd be worried to death at this point in time. Now that I mention it, how old are you?"
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>>3430493
> "You don’t like it? Your cones going to melt at that rate. I could get you another one if you’d like."
>"why did you feel the need to hunt me? It doesn't make sense."
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>>3430549
>>3430568
>>3430604
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3430633

"You don't like it? Your cone's going to melt at that rate," I said to Kitasawa, her creamy treat softening. "I could get you another one if you'd like."

"It's fine," she uttered. To beat the melt, she scarfs the ice cream down. Pain contorts her brain, a brain freeze, seconds after the quickened consumption.

Scooting over to the edge of my seat -- within the booth -- I question the girl on her origins. "So why did you leave in the first place? And why did you come after me? Your first statement from a long time ago can be rendered to young capriciousness, and that I believe its word. But since we have the time to talk to each other without any complications, I suspect, I want to go in-depth on your goal to collar me. Mind you, this is not to demean you any further."

Kitasawa thinks, telling after a period that felt like an eternity. "I wanted to be more. I did okay, wasn't failin', but school's shit. Getting my Grimm, in my eyes, was a ticket out of a boring life. My Ma's pretty rich, though, distant. Didn't know my Dad much cause he passed when I was too young... A fuck-for-all life is a hell on its own, and I managed on my own when I ran. I 'contracted' a terrorist group to be their accomplice in a few crimes for money. Then bigger people until my reputation flourished."

"Not too close to your single-parent, I see. Now that I think about it, how old are you?"

"Twenty. Stopped going to that boarding school when I was seventeen."

> "Seriously? Shouldn't you look a bit more grown-up then?"
> "Interesting. Mary, do you have anything to say?"
> "Sounded smooth from how you tell it."
> (another option)
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>>3430701
> "Seriously? Shouldn't you look a bit more grown-up then?"
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>>3430701
>> "Seriously? Shouldn't you look a bit more grown-up then?"
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>>3430701
>"isn't that kinda of childish? Attacking someone so your life doesn't feel like shit."
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>>3430701
> "Seriously? Shouldn't you look a bit more grown-up then?"
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>>3430738
i support asking this aswell.
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>>3430701
> "Seriously? Shouldn't you look a bit more grown-up then?"
> "Now, I get why you attacked me, but why did you *attack* me? Couldn't you have just asked for my help or offered me a deal or something?"
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>>3430705
>>3430721
>>3430742
>>3430738
>>3430765
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3430787

"Seriously? Shouldn't you look a bit more grown-up then?" Kitasawa gives me a glare that saddens into a gloomy expression. I would've apologized, but I was preoccupied with a couple of thoughts to have a sense of consideration. "Doing all that is pretty childish. Attacking someone so your life doesn't feel shit."

"Shut up... Don't know anythin'," she growled.

"Yup, I truly don't. But that's why we're conversing, Red. Why did you attack me? Not the motives, but the means. Couldn't you have just asked for my help or offered me a deal or something."

"I didn't wanna. You're a man that'll overstep his boundaries to grab a greater proportion of a deal. Negotiating seemed like too much effort for too little... I also wanted your blood."

"Blood?"

"Worked for a cultic group once. Told me about you, The Wolf, and how sacrificing you to a ritual would make a gate to Fairyland. If I got a few liters, I could've made a bargain with them. P-Plus... I wanted to see that world." Slinking into the padded seat's backrest, Kitasawa went on. "The modern world's stupid. Wouldn't give a fuck if the end of the world happened. But I want to see that Fairyland... I want to see dragons and kings. Unexplored land that isn't as grey as the smoggy sky. I'd probably not stop thinking about it until I'm dead or that I have accomplished a gateway to it."

> "What's the point of getting there anyway? Sounds like dribble that'll go horribly wrong."
> "Although that world may be real, killing me for it is simply barbaric."
> "... Maybe there's another of way. There always is."
> "Mary? What do you think?"
> (another option)
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>>3430812
> "Although that world may be real, killing me for it is simply barbaric."
>"and i gotta say, you arent doing much to sell your case here. kinda a guy who wants to live while your talking about killing him for selfish reasons, ya know?"
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>>3430812
> "Although that world may be real, killing me for it is simply barbaric."
> "... Maybe there's another of way. There always is."
> "Mary? What do you think?"
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>>3430849
Support
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>>3430812
"how would you determine to get the good fantasy for every heaven there is a hell, every seelie a unseelie, and every red hood a wolf."
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>>3430840
>>3430849
>>3430861
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3430954

"Although that world may be real, killing me for it is simply barbaric. And I got to say, you aren't doing much to sell your case here. Kinda a guy who wants to live while you're talking about killing him for selfish reasons, ya know?"

"Never was trying to 'sell my case' to begin with. I was only answering. You think you're so smart with these sneaky observations, huh? Well, you got another thing coming. The moment I find out what you had done to me, your whole body's going to be a cultic circle!" Kitasawa threatened.

The customers overheard her declaration. An old man turns around in a chair to look at us, his front painted with bewilderment before a younger girl tells him to rewind. Red should be more conscious. If she's so humiliated by going out in public -- secretly -- nude, then she has to be somewhat competent to regard her tone and volume. Mary's trying to keep her laughter in rather than just appearing inconspicuous.

Clearing my throat with a cough, I said: "Maybe there's another way. There's always is." Wacky magical hi-jinks have their backdoors and roads. The gate to Fairyland surely would be one of that kind; if not a space to thousands of monsters or an alternate reality that puts the general populace in danger. "Mary, what do you think? I like to preserve my livelihood and not sacrifice anything, preferably."

"Fairyland's hypothetical," the agent said. "Though, there is a single string of evidence to its existence: authors, storytellers, and those who forge mythologies. This is all I can remember at the top of my head-- but there's a consensus within the Grimm world. Fiction has some basis in fact; following that, there must be some link from preposterous tales to reality. Or history from some other world."

>Cont.
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>>3431016

>>>

The three of us mostly spent our time goofing off. And by that, I mean me and Mary were the only ones fooling around. Kitasawa just sulked, keeping herself swaddled up in her cloak to not announce the naked truth. The arcade, knick-knack stores, and gift shops; time flew by while we wasted the hours that counted towards one p.m.

The short interval of education rang the bells of my high school. I didn't need to go back there, as I could've gone straight for home. But I remembered that I have to return Kitasawa back to obscurity. I promised not to be a truant to Miss Akimura. Though, destiny has another plan if today's happenings were guided by the metaphysical god.

Arriving at the gate, we see Goldy standing by the entrance. "There you are!" she said to us, for she was concerned by our absence. "Mister Wolf, where were you?"

"Ran into Mary here and helped get back Red. I was beyond late when we captured her, so I thought that skipping would be the best choice."

"That's breaking the rules! You'll get in trouble eventually if you keep doing that."

"You've already seen so much of what I do that I'm honestly surprised that you're attempting to lecture me."

Makita crosses her arms. "I may not be so capable, but someone has to be responsible."

"Says the girl who talks to mute bears. A psycho will always be a psycho. And pervert will always be a pervert~"

> Hand Kitasawa to Mary and Goldy. You need to get back to Hanami.
> Stay around for clubs at least.
> (another option)
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>>3431096
>> Stay around for clubs at least.
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>>3431096
> Hand Kitasawa to Mary and Goldy. You need to get back to Hanami.
Sis!
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>>3431096
> Stay around for clubs at least.
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>>3431096
>> Hand Kitasawa to Mary and Goldy. You need to get back to Hanami.
really don't have anything planned for the shoot beyond ideas and can possibly learn about hanami's new power
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>>3431115
>>3431143
>Not empowering Makita before the Sunday showdown with Yumi
C'mon, guys. This is the perfect opportunity.
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>>3431096
> Stay around for clubs at least

So boys, when are we going to break it to Red that the cloaks a fake, if at all. Thought about letting her have it until she misbehaves. We could take it away from her and if something more drastic is needed we could always rip it up infront of her, letting her think it was the real one.
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>>3431149
plus cant keep the harem alive if you dont give everyone some attention.
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>>3431154
I also thought about a positive insentive for Red. If it works as I think it does, we could kiss her to give her a taste of whatever we did to Mary and our sis. If she wants more:
1. she would have to behave to be rewarded.
And 2. We would have to be alive.
But we should never go all the way until we are 200% certian that she won’t make any trouble.
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>>3431149
that is a good idea especially since I am curious what it would do with her and I do want to do something with maids or swimsuits
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>>3431158
No kissu for Red until she trusts us.
In case the extra power lets her summon her real cloak.
I'd rather we tell her it's a fake and that the real one is stored in a safety deposit box, if she behaves she can have it back.
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I just realized something if we stay for club hanami will probably come to visit and her horns are much harder to hide
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>>3431158
The problem with that is that her arousal might wear off and she might come back to herself, even though meal time does seem to shatter the resistance of its victims. It's a bit risky at the moment.

>>3431171
I recommend we hold off on those things until Red is living with us. We've learned that Red is starved for familial affection, so we just need to convince our family (it won't be hard given our honied tongue power) to treat her like one of our own. Then we can compound that with honied tongue on Red like I suggested in a previous thread to slowly break her down until she really does want to be part of the family.
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>>3431171
>In case the extra power
That’s why I said we should not go all the way as the mark seem to appear after a certain threshold (((orgasm???))) is reached. After Mary kissed us she was under some kind of effect that led her ta wanting more. Something I think we could use for Red.

>tell her it's a fake and that the real one is stored in a safety deposit box
Won’t work. She’d just go look for it.
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>>3431206
My thoughts are that even after the arousal would wear off she would want more as it felt nice. Much like with drugs or masturbation. Even after getting your hit of dopamine that one time you still come back for more.
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>>3431230
Just making out is enough to bestow the power-up.

>>3431238
Even if she does want more, I'm not sure I want to rely on addiction to keep Red chained down. I'd much rather her have an understanding that it's best for her if we're alive and on her side.
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>>3431261
im very certain unless we break her mind first she wont ever truly be on our side.
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>>3431261
>rely on addiction
Hopefully we won’t have to rely on it but we need an in. We have extended our hand and Red needs to accept it before anything can happen. And addiction might be just the thing to inqurage her to do just that. After that everything should roll along.
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>>3431296
>>3431321
That's why I'm proposing that we provide her with the family she never had. It seems she's the only one who's ever really cared about her in her life, so I think we'll be able to win her over if we give her a support system that many people have but she's never had the chance to rely on before.
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>>3431326
well what about sister Alexandra? honestly if we can help her with that shit I think we'll be fine
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>>3431335
Nearest I can tell, she wants nothing more to do with that boarding school for the rest of time. Alexandra is probably the figurehead of whatever authority Red was rebelling against, hence her apology during the breakdown. Red's been trying for the past three years to prove that she can do everything alone; we can show her that she doesn't have to.
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>>3431335
Though about that too. We should look further into this sister Alexandra.

>>3431326
If she does not accept that offer we might have problems that could be more or less bad. She can run away, easy enough fix with some excuses. She could try to tell our parents the truth, which could cause a problem as our 100 speech skill won’t save us every time. Other problems that I have not forseen may arise too.

>>3431353
>Red's been trying for the past three years to prove that she can do everything alone
She did a pretty poor job of that. In the end we can always point out that she needed us, dead or alive, to get to fairy land.
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>>3431326
id say something about how 'family doesn't treat eachother like our club has treated her' but we just fucked our sister like rabbits so i dont think i can.
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>>3431361
>If she does not accept that offer
She doesn't really have a choice since the NRO is carrying out our bullshit for us. In theory, she can try to run away, but that'll be hard when we have Hanami hug it out with her new sister at night since it makes sense for the girls to share a room. As for the daytime, hopefully the NRO has arranged for her to be a transfer student, in which case I've already outlined how that will help keep her contained in a previous thread.

>She could try to tell our parents the truth
And we could tell our parents that Red is clearly making stuff up and just wants out of the behavioral correction program. I think it would be hard for a known problem child to tell our parents, who have known us for our entire life, that we're secretly a monster who uses magical fairy superpowers to endanger young women and not seem full of shit.

>>3431378
That's why we try to bury the hatchet by saying we got off on the wrong foot (and it's entirely Red's fault that we were introduced that way). Our persuasion power is always ready to help if necessary.
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>>3431105
>>3431126
>>3431154
Writing... ... ...
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>>3431607

As all of us gathered into our specially-built house, Mary gives me the coin that I wanted to be examined. "Oh, this. Did you find anything on it?"

"Nadda~ It's just a normal, pure gold coin. The guy that you encountered was John K. Midas, a recent big swinger in the steel and oil industry," Mary informed.

Before I stuffed the coin into my pocket, I bring it under my nose to smell it. It just has a metallic scent -- no vanilla. My guts tell me that the guy isn't normal, and my guts haven't failed me before. Why is he here in Japan, anyway? To expand to other places around the globe, I hope. And in the conception, I'll invest my faith that it's solely that.

Entering the clubhouse's second floor, I immediately evacuate the classroom due to the presence of Mama and Papa Bear. "Whoa. Goldy, why are they here? Rules are rules."

"What's wrong with them? They're not going to do anything to you, Mister Wolf," Makita replied.

One of the two monstrous ursines lets out a low revereration as I pass the pair cautiously. Kitasawa did the same until three meters apart from Goldilocks' bears.

Baby Bear wrench itself through its parents to hop towards its master. Makita lets the doll hang on her head, and a minute after, sit on her golden mane.

> Start today's photo shoot.
> Experiment with Kitasawa and kiss her.
> Experiment with Makita and kiss her.
> "Goldy, for christ's sake, the two giants stay downstairs!"
> (another option)
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>>3431673
> Experiment with Kitasawa and kiss her.
:^)
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>>3431673
> Experiment with Makita and kiss her.

>>3431679
Can't say I recommend kissing Red.
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>>3431673
>> Experiment with Makita and kiss her.
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>>3431673
Yes, let's run a higher risk of getting mauled than we already are. Brilliant.
> Start today's photo shoot.
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>>3431673
> Start today's photo shoot.
I wanted to do something with maids, harem outfits, or swimsuits
> Experiment with Makita and kiss her.
Can we try that is it that easy?
>>
>mfw instead of forcing the bears to leave were gonna make out with their charge right infront of them.
does this count as a form of cucking?
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>>3431710
>Can we try that is it that easy?
Mom and Pop are in the room, so I'd say no.
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>>3431673
On second thought, I'll change from >>3431686
to
> Start today's photo shoot.
I'm really not sure why the bears are here, so let's ease into it if we're going to kiss Makita.
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>>3431733
honestly with what the photoshoots entail, it might not be any safer to do a photoshoot than straight up kiss her.

im guessing Goldy is getting apprehensive about the path she is taking, and while maybe not hoping they will stop us from having her participate, wanted them there as mental assurance that she was safe, or something akin to that.
>>
>>3431744
>having her do poses and shit
>somehow worse than her going into estrus right in front of them
>through ALL fault of our own
lolno
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>>3431706
>>3431710
>>3431733
What shall it be for today?
> Swimsuits.
> Skimpy maids.
> Kemonomimi cosplay.
>>
>>3431868
Also
> (another option)
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>>3431868
> Kemonomimi cosplay.
kuma kuma
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>>3431868
> Kemonomimi cosplay.
Yes please
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>>3431868
> Skimpy maids.
Do you not see what a maid has to offer
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>>3431766
dude we have had her rape Red in our photoshoots before.
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>>3431944
Yes, but they weren't in the room to oppose us.
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>>3431868
>> Skimpy maids.
>>
So, when are we going to inform Mary about our sister's Grimm?
Oh, and what are the odds of her suddenly barging in?
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>>3432114
Very high
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>>3431868
Oh right.
> Skimpy maids.
>>
>>3431868
> Kemonomimi cosplay.
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>>3431868
>Kemonomimi cosplay
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>>3431876
>>3431892
>>3432311
>>3432964

Getting my camera tuned and having Baby Bear set up its own duties of our store, I instruct the three models for what we're going for. Kemonomimi cosplay: a staple among many. Humans pride themselves as something beyond animals despite being animals nevertheless. The sentient, cognitive-complex species build, invent, and innovate the Earth to reap its benefits. We read, write, make language and science to take control of nature.

Kemonomimi is not just animal-themed cosplay. It's the representation of humans' bestial instincts that are presented in an avant-garde form. Personally, I think real animals are disgusting and that I'm a human supremacist. Sure, that sounds bad, but it's not like I go out of my way to harm the naturals, I must note. The female human is beautiful; luscious skin, the gift of adorning locks, and the fantasies that come with the fairer sex.

Collecting the appropriate materials, I prance over to Goldy, Mary, and Red. In my arms are their selected apparel, to which I present and supply. "Here, Goldy. This one's yours," I said, handing her bearly fashion.

For a moment, Makita gazes over the risque garments. She likes bears, if not prefer them.

The two stitched grizzlies lumber their way over to me. They grumbled and growled, guarding their master 'cause of some pretense. Makita desists their crookedness and sends them back to the corner where they were before. "Sorry about that, Mister Wolf," she apologized. "Mama and Papa can be a bit protective. Like my real parents, hehe~"

Reproclaiming my hatred for the Grizzlies, I start to approach Kitasawa and Mary. Goldilocks halts my march by grabbing my elbow, the outfit hanging on hers. "Somethin'? I ain't got all noon."

Makita apologizes again. "Mister Wolf... Do it again, please."

> "Isn't this kinda worrying to you?"
> "You don't need it. Just believe in yourself."
> "Kuku~ Sure, Goldy. Give me a sec."
> (another option)
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>>3433280
> "You don't need it. Just believe in yourself."
Just b urself
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>>3433280
> "Isn't this kinda worrying to you?"
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>>3433280
> "Kuku~ Sure, Goldy. Give me a sec."
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>>3433280
> "Kuku~ Sure, Goldy. Give me a sec.
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>>3433280
>> "You don't need it. Just believe in yourself."
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>>3433280
>> "You don't need it. Just believe in yourself."
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>>3433379
That's a good point. Changing from >>3433326
to
> "You don't need it. Just believe in yourself."
>>
Third choice is the worst choice, she shouldn't be dependent on our voice for ""confidence"".
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>>3433284
>>3433392
>>3433378
>>3433381
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3433455

Chuckling, I say, "You don't need it. Just believe in yourself."

"But..."

"Two times is enough if you actively want more. Bring her out by yourself, rather than letting me do it every time. You've tasted confidence and the joys of flaunting your figure; mimic that, okay? I'm sure that your brain remembers how."

Lightly conquered, Makita lets go of my arm. "I... Yes. Though, are you sure that you can't? That first time where you spoke me into wearing that lingerie, your words flowed inside my veins and felt... good. Are you sure that you can't? Without that feeling, doing this is scary again."

"Goldy, just try. It'll add more variety in your act, too! Switch gears for today and be the bashful pyscho this time. Now get changing, I need to give Mary and Kitasawa their own dresses."

Mama and Papa Bear detested my little pep-talk. Nonetheless, they can not disregard the commands of their master. Makita yields, going downstairs to change.

Mary's trappings are that of a fox. The moment she got a hold of the costume, she unbuttoned her business suit and reclothed herself before me. Kitasawa looks the other way while I absorb myself in the young cake's seduction. The agent is practically wearing strings at the end of that instance, teasing the frightened assassin beside her. "What's wrong~? You've been treading thin ice ever since this morning. Go for a few meters more, it'll be no biggie!"

"S-Slut!" Red said, spacing herself from the unfaltering temptress. As rough around the edges that she may be, Little Red Riding Hood's clumsy. She trips, falling flat onto the floor. On reflex, her arms jut out to break the plummet, her grasp around the edges of her cloak released. Unconsciously, Kitasawa reinforces the fox's snippet of an argument when her curtains are drawn.

> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A wolf's.
> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A rabbit's.
> "You already have the bondage set-up. So I don't see why. Just put on the headband and gloves, Red."
> "Giving me a preview? Soon and so forth, I must remind, that there's going to be nothing under your skirt."
> (another option)
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>>3433569
> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A wolf's.
Ironic
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>>3433569
> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A wolf's.
A trio of predators. Why not?
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>>3433569
> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A rabbit's.
>>3433609
Well technically bears are omnivores
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>>3433612
So are foxes. Being an omnivore and being a predator are not mutually exclusive.
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>>3433569

> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A wolf's.
> "Giving me a preview? Soon and so forth, I must remind, that there's going to be nothing under your skirt."
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>>3433633
Alright
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>>3433569
> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A rabbit's.
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>>3433569
> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A rabbit's.
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>>3433569
> Toss Kitasawa's outfit. A wolf's.
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>>3433603
>>3433609
>>3433642
>>3433811
>Writing... ... ...
>>
Why is red with bondage gear ? Didn’t get it yet
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>>3434120
Mary likes to abuse her when alone with her in the club, and used her to practice her bondage knot skills.
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>>3434130
Why didn’t red resist ? Is Mary stronger or was she drunk/drugged then ?
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>>3434143
Red has no power without her cloak.
I kind of want to end the relentless bullying at this point.
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>>3434155
I feel that but red must learn not too fight us and i'll take humiliation over hurt anyday
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>>3434143
well i mean, she did run away from the club room, but otherwise i think reds just been in and out of different levels of mentally broken/defeated for awhile now. that, and Mary has alot of weight to throw around and pin her down with, aswell as without her Grimm Red really doesn't seem that impressive.

but overall we dont know he exact reasons she let it go that far really.

>>3434155
the issue is, she has made it pretty clear at this point shes still more than willing to kill us if we let up and let her go. the bullying keeps her subdued, if nothing else, though is probably a kinda cycle. when not bullied, she tries to escape or harm us, so we bully her into submission, making her want to escape and harm us more.

she put herself in this position though, to be fair.
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>>3434094

From where I stand, I toss Kitasawa her outfit. A wolf's, complete with ears and paws like Makita's. "Giving me a preview? Soon and so forth, I must remind, that there'll be nothing under your skirt until I say so. And presently, I say to change into this."

Kitasawa picks up the scarce raiments that were dropped in front of her. She strengthened her grip and held tight on the skimpy attire's fur, looking up to me with loathing rays. "A collars enough. I'm not pretending to be a dog any more than that."

"You really have no choice here, Red. Can't you appreciate some irony? Your morning walk was practice, so hook yourself up. The session will be over in just a flash if you don't harbor on it."

Grouchy, my servant starts to clad herself in the subtle representation. She doesn't ditch the robe on her shoulders, and amazingly, it works well together. For the sake of the photo shoot, I forbid Kitasawa to conceal herself, as it'll affect the upcoming portfolio's health. Buyers want to see girls in thought-provoking clothing!

Minutes after examing Red's wolfish manifestation, Makita returns in her own suit. Making her way to us, a timid bear cub concentrates on the platform below her. She covers her chest with bear-like gloves at the same time, uncomfortable in how she'll come into play.

"Mary, as my fellow sister in this trade, what are your assessments on these two?"

Using her fingers, the fox frames both confounded cosplayers. "The motifs fit them alright. But it won't do them any good if their minds are somewhere else. At least, for Kitasawa. She needs to be as greedy as you if she were to be your reflection. A semblance is fine."

> "Seems that you're taking the lead for today as well. Why don't you teach them a lesson without my prepared intervention?"
> "I'd like Red to be shy actually. Irony must be preserved as a part of the project."
> "Then get in there, Miss~ I'll help out Baby Bear with the set, so in the meantime, do your thing to slacken this apprehensive atmosphere." *Slap Mary's ass*
> (another option)
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>>3434189
> "Then get in there, Miss~ I'll help out Baby Bear with the set, so in the meantime, do your thing to slacken this apprehensive atmosphere." *Squeeze Mary's ass*
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>>3434189
>> "Then get in there, Miss~ I'll help out Baby Bear with the set, so in the meantime, do your thing to slacken this apprehensive atmosphere." *Slap Mary's ass*
is it me or are these scenes getting slow just not enough perviness in them anymore
>>
oh shouldn't we tell Mary about the challenge letter we got by arrow?
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>>3434265
after. business first.

that or its already too late and we can expect an arrow through the window to bring it up.
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>>3434189
> "Then get in there, Miss~ I'll help out Baby Bear with the set, so in the meantime, do your thing to slacken this apprehensive atmosphere." *Slap Mary's ass*
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>>3434274
I mean setting up a meeting usually means your patient and i'm sure we had a few days.
>>3431673
also why didn't we talk about midas (guess what his grimm is probably) how does he play into this
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>>3434189
> "Then get in there, Miss~ I'll help out Baby Bear with the set, so in the meantime, do your thing to slacken this apprehensive atmosphere." *Slap Mary's ass*
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>>3434202
>>3434223
>>3434283
>>3434319
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3434338

"Then get in there, Miss~! I'll help out Baby Bear with the rest of the set, so in the meantime, do your thing to slacken this apprehensive atmosphere."

"If that's the word, Kid," Mary said, smiling sharply. She steps forward, but before her foot could fully descend, I squeeze her ass. The fox perked up; "Touchy, eh~?"

"I just wanted to feel the sensation again after last time," withholding my nightly communion with Hanami. "Might as well admire what I have. And you, Mary, are irresistible at moments." My regard for Kitasawa and Makita disappears as I close up on her behind. My free claw saddles itself onto the remaining half of Mary's tender cheeks, relinquishing it and the other to the sea of the curvaceous bottom.

"Aa~ My, my. Just eat me up why don't you," my prey allured, pushing my wrists further into her butt. Having enough, I disengage and slap eagerly. Mary yelped as I watched the buns jiggle. The ribbony string that wrapped around her thighs moved along with the tremor, its knots seemingly unstable.

Catching me off guard, Mary kisses me. The lustful alcohol that is I gets her drunk the moment that our lips bond; when she departed from my mug, her face showed a visible want. She didn't topple me down to fuck, unlike Hanami. The activated woman merely winked in hidden heat and walked away to the remaining models.

Assisting Baby Bear who showed disapproval, we spectate Blessfield's techniques. Copies of herself are made from out of nowhere, surrounding the cubs. Their own visages resembled the original's appetite, overwhelming Red and Goldy to "relieve them from their stress." The job was effective, leaving the shy girls seeking for more.

All three of their perspectives opened, I take command of those that are turned on. The vixen and her duplicates ate supper, violating personal space to record Kitasawa and Makita's infectiously-addicted dispositions. At the end of the battle, the performing team's sweaty in more ways than one. My S.D. card became full, but not before I pictured every little thing: frames of broken down walls that lead to vivid intimacy between femininity.

Baby Bear's cartoonish feet patter as it ran. Alarmed, I find out that the reason was of the sneaking replicas of Mary. One of them, who I assumed to be a reality, speaks up. "Why don't you return the many favors I have done for you, Kid~? I may not look like it, but I'm about to pounce. Surely you can last longer than the girls."

> "Haha! I like the prospect, but call off your duplicates first. There are some things that I need to discuss."
> *Put your camera and its contents somewhere safe.* "So is it all at once? I don't mind taking more than I can chew~"
> (another option)
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>>3434482
>"Haha! I like the prospect, but call off your duplicates first. There are some things that I need to discuss."
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>>3434482
> "Haha! I like the prospect, but call off your duplicates first. There are some things that I need to discuss."
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>>3434482
> "Haha! I like the prospect, but call off your duplicates first. There are some things that I need to discuss."
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>>3434482
> *Put your camera and its contents somewhere safe.* "So, is it all at once or will I have the honor of the original?”

I have a feeling that we’re not getting out of this that easily. Hopefully Hanami won’t do a single woman swat team and kick down the door at the worst time.
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>>3434498
>>3434500
>>3434508
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3434579

"Haha!" I laughed, certainly amused by Mary's forwardness. "I like the prospect, but call off your duplicates first. There are some things that I need to discuss."

"Aw," the foxy agent dismayed. "Cant'cha talk about it later? I'm still a virgin, however, I can say that I'm good in bed~ On the floor, in this case."

"Ma~by later. Although it is tempting, I must address the topics that I have in mind."

Pouting, Mary resigns her copies. At the decision, the numerous other Marys vanish as ephemeral as they did first appear. The alpha seats herself by me, egging on my man while I reject her barrage of charms.

"So, what was it that you needed to tell?"

I recompose myself from her constant attack on my genitals. "I'm a tad curious about the Midas guy. What was he again?"

"A steel and oil supplier," putting a finger on her rosy lips. "Is that all, or is there more?"

"More. Is he a Grimm-user, perchance? I don't think that he isn't a normal cog in the material market. In spite of his nice guy attitude or his inept skills in navigating infrastructure, something about him puts an odd taste in my mouth. He seemed too quick to travel when I met him."

Hanging an arm around my neck, Mary tells me in close proximity. "John K.M. is a normal guy. As far as the N.R.O. knows, he doesn't have any supernatural abilities unless the person never showed them. The dude likes maids, though. Got a personal squad of five that follows him. In this day and age, having such workers can be looked down upon."

"Maids? I haven't met them when I ran into John."

"They're like ducklings; that's pretty weird if you didn't encounter them."

> Tell Mary about the arrow and note.
> Tell Mary about Hanami's transformation.
> (another option)
>>
>>3434671
> Tell Mary about the arrow and note.
> Tell Mary about Hanami's transformation.
>>
>>3434671
> Tell Mary about the arrow and note.
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>>3434671
> Tell Mary about the arrow and note.
> Tell Mary about Hanami's transformation.
>Ask to look into Red's friend Alex
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>>3434671
> Tell Mary about the arrow and note.
> Tell Mary about Hanami's transformation.
>>
Huh thought that people would be more secretive about hanami here. Why the change?
>3434686
Also supporting looking into Alex
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>>3434671
> Tell Mary about the arrow and note.
> Ask to look into Red's friend Alex
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>>3434678
>>3434685>>3434702
>>3434686
>>3434693
>>3434711
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3434702
Upon further consideration, keeping Hanami's Grimm hidden won't really do much for us, since if anyone wanted a leg up on us they could kidnap basically anyone involved with us like Mom or Dad. The NRO might even be able to help us disguise Hanami so she doesn't have to stay locked up inside all the time.
Speaking of Hanami, we still need to get in shape with her. Hopefully we'll have the chance to suggest that to her tonight.
>>
>>3434754

"Oh, yes!" remembering last afternoon. "On my way home -- alongside my sister -- an arrow with a note on it was shot at us. It said to meet at a nearby park, twelve o'clock at night without a sign of the shooter's identity. I have a conjecture, but telling it to you might not be right until my surmise comes in contact with the truth."

"That isn't good at all. Not one bit. If he or she is targeting you based on your Grimm, then being on guard won't hurt. An arrow was it?" myself verifying the utterance, "Do you have it still? Or the note?"

"It's at my house. Would that make a complication?"

"Sort of. I could've brought the items to the city's branch as I did before with that coin. There's a chance that, particularly, the arrow would be a part of the Grimm. Or a specimen that could be studied."

"Well, I'll bring the arrow tomorrow. But I want to know how long it'll be inspected."

"Since the convenient time frame is long gone, I'd say around six p.m. if you give it to me by seven in the morning."

Momentarily getting out of my chair to jot down our agreeing details, I stuff down a paper note into the zipper of my bag. Right then and there, I replace myself, Mary resuming to pleasure herself as much as she can. I move on to inform her about my sister's transformation, starting from the first signs to now. "Because of her very, very, noticeable horns, let alone the length of her hair and her buxom's size, Hanami isn't able to go outside. I did have an elaborate plan, but I thought to bring this up here. You're most experienced, after all."

"That's quite interesting..." now sitting on my lap. "If I were to help, she'd be referred to the N.R.O. either way. I ultimately have no power in deciding what happens to her, so it's your choice. Will it be okay to reveal her Grimm to the organization?"

Ignoring the humping motions of the agent, I debate the pros and cons of dragging Hanami deeper into this secret domain.

> Yes. The N.R.O. can help. If lucky, they can do something to hide her horns.
> No. It's safer for her not to be involved in these tasks and confrontations.
> (another option)
>>
>>3434828
>"mary do you trust the nro." if yes then
> Yes. The N.R.O. can help. If lucky, they can do something to hide her horns.
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>>3434842
Supporting
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>>3434842
> No. It's safer for her not to be involved in these tasks and confrontations.
If Mary is willing to not tell the NRO, that might be the ideal scenario. Mary knows we aren't hiding anything, and we won't need to put Hanami in harms way by bringing her to the NRO's attention.
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>>3434964
ill support this. the NRO seems to not be anywhere near as bad as other organizations, but at the end of the day, they would still probably put a bullet between all our heads if they felt it necessary.

it sucks for our sister ill admit but whats the cost for hiding those horns? technically, us 'working for' Mary is whats keepings us 'contained' on their radar if i remember correctly, so as little as we actually do in that regard, we can still expect help hiding the horns to come with some cost or caveat.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3434842
>>3434913

>>3434964
>>3434994
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>>3435015

"Mary, do you trust the N.R.O. on how they'll handle things?"

"You're labeled as 'apprehended.' But they didn't go farther beyond that, as I'm here to report and monitor you. I trust that if you're here, walking around the city, then your sister wouldn't be in much trouble. From how it sounds, Hanami Morioka is entirely harmless. Nevertheless, her Grimm may stir up some things if people catch wind of the possibilities: endless money, endless food, endless commercial goods. She's a goldmine!"

Giving my faith, the drudgery within my mind dissipates like mist nearing midday. I tip myself, out of the fox's figure's way, to check on Kitasawa and Makita. Then, more questions are received.

"Does Red's documents say anything about 'Sister Alexandra'? The name that she cried out. I'm wondering about that."

"No, but with this new information, her files can be thoroughly filled with the right recordings. 'Sister Alexandra,' and a Catholic, all-girls boarding school. The intel that I've been acquainted with are hardworking folks. Bet it won't be long before they locate the school, her birthplace, and parents."

"Can you remember all of this? You do drink."

Mary cackles. "Haha! Hahaha! That's true. I get drunk, howbeit, with no risk of losing anything important. I haven't failed in keeping my word, have I?"

"I suppose not..." I said in response.

Meanwhile, Mama and Papa Bear trespassed their site from the classroom's corner. They placed themselves by the passed out cubs, Baby Bear serving the latter as her pillow. Concentrating on the vulnerable pair, the ursine parents didn't give a damn about me and Mary.

Using my silence, the vixen grabs a hold of my jaw, directing my view to her revealing body. "... I'm afraid that I can't hold on for much longer, Kid. My patience can go strong for only so~o long." In a manner similar to Hanami, she pokes at my pants.

> "Sorry~ In the end, I'll have to decline. I promised Hanami that I'd be back soon."
> "I do have my debts to you. But I must warn that I have considerable stamina~" *Kiss Mary*
> (another option)
>>
>>3435033
>> "I do have my debts to you. But I must warn that I have considerable stamina~" *Kiss Mary*
>>
>>3435033
> "I do have my debts to you. But I must warn that I have considerable stamina~" *Kiss Mary*
>>
>>3435033
>> "I do have my debts to you. But I must warn that I have considerable stamina~" *Kiss Mary*
>>
>>3435033
> "Sorry~ In the end, I'll have to decline. I promised Hanami that I'd be back soon."
>>
>>3435039
>>3435041
>>3435044
> Writing... ... ...
>>
We probably should have changed location.
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>>3435086
why? we have recorded Goldy doing similar enough so i dont think we have any need or right to hide our own activities.
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>>3435033
>> "Sorry~ In the end, I'll have to decline. I promised Hanami that I'd be back soon."
n-no.
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>>3435107
Oh I was too late and my efforts wouldn't have meant anything anyway
Oh well.
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>>3435065

"I do have my debts to you," not refusing her motives as a woman. "But I must warn that I have considerable stamina~"

"How sill-- Mmph~~!!!"

I usher in her mouth to mine midsentence, unpausing our kiss from many minutes ago. Instantaneously, Mary quits herself so she can wholly focus on the poison that I breathe into her, and only on my poison. This forthcoming act is a crime in the presence of the slumbering beauties afar; however, our gears have already been shifted and steeled, committed to the relation of flesh.

> Bring yourselves downstairs, a distance that doesn't interrupt the flow of your pleasuring throes.
> Go outside of the clubhouse. Everyone in the school should be out by now, and the stunt is thrilling.
> Stay where you are. Maybe Kitasawa or Makita will accompany you~
> (another option)
>>
>>3435131
>> Stay where you are. Maybe Kitasawa or Makita will accompany you~
What could possibly go wrong.
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>>3435131
> Stay where you are. Maybe Kitasawa or Makita will accompany you~
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>>3435131
> Stay where you are. Maybe Kitasawa or Makita will accompany you~
>Establish dominace by staring those bear fucks in the eyes as you do her
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>>3435131
> Stay where you are. Maybe Kitasawa or Makita will accompany you~
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>>3435131
Whatever wins please post it on pastebin
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>>3435131
> Bring yourselves downstairs, a distance that doesn't interrupt the flow of your pleasuring throes.
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>>3435137
>>3435165
>>3435167
>>3435184
>Roll 1d100, Anons.
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>3435335
Oooh.
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Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>3435335
Oh boy
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Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>3435335
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>>3435338
>>3435348
>>3435352
> 91
> Writing... ... ...
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>3435335
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>>3435352
Oh no! Degeneracy to be assured!
Probably gonna kiss the Red!
Probably give her a rack!
And the bear too!
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>>3435366

https://pastebin.com/cgXw6NGx

> "Goldy, want to have a go? Show me her: the perverse you~"
> "Red, don't be such a bore and come over. Please your master~"
> Kiss Red.
> Kiss Goldy.
> (another option)
>>
>>3435611
>All of the above
Why not?
>>
>>3435611
> Kiss Goldy.
>>
>>3435611
>first spoiler
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>>3435611
>> "Goldy, want to have a go? Show me her: the perverse you~"
> Kiss Goldy.
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>>3435630
>>3435642
>>3435645

Come on. What's stopping us claiming them all?
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>>3435698
Reds not worth it.. two sides of the same reason; shes either a threat to our dick, or doesn't deserve our dick.
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>>3435704
We could still kiss her though.
Which I will now propose.
> Kiss Red.
And also
> Kiss Goldy.
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>>3435611
>"It's musky~ Do you masturbate in the morning? Or, perhaps, this isn't your first tango~?"
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>>3435611
And by that pic >>3435747 I mean
>All of the above
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>>3435698
A desire to pace ourselves.
We are the Lustful wolf not the Gluttonous Wolf.
I'd personally like to make our conquest of Red's body a bit more "special".
Taking Mary and Goldie at once makes sense though.
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>>3435834
Yeah, no need to bite off more than we can chew. One at a time is the best for us.
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>>3435851
Or else we gunna wake up exausted a bunch of things crammed into our foxho- wolfh-?
Rocks in our belly. Yeah. Just like the fairytale goes. Probably.
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>>3435611
>>3435627
This
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>>3435627
Support
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Decisions decisions. Not really anything I disagree with. We should really eat out a girl, suprising for creature known for its hunger.
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>>3435627
>All of the above
What could go wrong?
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>>3436154
>What could go wrong?
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File deleted.
>inb4 "all of the above" entails a Bad End from eating too much.
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>>3435611
> "Goldy, want to have a go? Show me her: the perverse you~"
> Kiss Goldy.
Red's made it clear she's not a fan of ours. If she wants it, she's going to have to beg for it - and even then, if we choose to indulge her, I say we avoid kissing her so as not to give her powers.
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>>3435627
>>3435785
>>3435864
>>3436116
>>3436154
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3437345

https://pastebin.com/X1w6J65K

Bestowed "Ursa Major"
Bestowed "Wolf's Bride"

> Talk "Write-In"
> Pin down Kitasawa and go in raw.
> Prepare the twenty-seventh condom and entertain your mistresses.
> Resume your copulation with Mary only.
> Start a new ritual with Makita only.
> Honied Tongue to Kitasawa "Write-In"
> (another option)
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>>3437685
> Bestowed: Wolf's Bride
> Pin down Kitasawa and go in raw.
Let's cosumate this marriage then.
>Write In:
>"Give a moment Goldy, I need to break in Kitasawa once and for all."
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>>3437685
> Start a new ritual with Makita only.
whats the point of constantly pushing her towards this if were just gonna leave her hanging at the end?
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>>3437685
Go home. Let Red stew in horniness this evening to give her a lesson who is her master.

Let's go home. I'm worried about onee-san thank God we didn't choose wolf or she could smell us a hundred meters away with different smells for horny teenagers.

>tfw Occult Club in the morning, Harem club in the night
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>>3437685
Backing this madlad >>3437702
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>>3437685
> Prepare the twenty-seventh condom and entertain your mistresses.
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>>3437710
at least take care of Goldy before we leave, she at least deserves the release.
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>>3437685
> Start a new ritual with Makita only.
>Go home. Let Red stew in horniness this evening.
Then probably do it all over again with onee-san
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>>3437685
well sure wasn't suspecting wolf's bride
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>>3437742
This, let's break red even further. Make her beg.
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>>3437751
well I certainly feel bad about that one, changing someone against their will
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>>3437777
gotta admit, it does feel like were going a step too far with red here. even when she was with Goldy or Mary she didn't seem this against it. i feel like this breaking wont leave her wanting us, it'll just leave her basically a broken doll with dead eyes, with suicide being her next step, if she can even muster that.

or maybe not. regardless Goldy deserve our attention more and going at Red raw feels like something she doesn't deserve*in both good and bad ways) nor worth the risk either.
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So basically, our power is seduction ? Is there more than it ?
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>>3437796
were pretty strong, can smell out grimm users, can blow out air hard enough to act like explosions, and can cough up goo rocks hard enough to intercept an incoming rpg round.
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>>3437777
Nice Quads, but you shouldn't worried. This is just a transition phase, we'll pound out the kinks later. Or pound them in.
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>>3437848
that isn't cuddling that's just rape what happened to the cuddling wolf
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>>3437896
Well, it's too late now, because hornyanons can't into pacing; she could just as easily have gotten into by watching.
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>>3437924
I don't completely blame them for that you can get some of the context from the descriptions/suggestions after all I would've opposed that more if I knew. one of the flaws of the medium I guess.
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>>3437938
In hindsight, you're right, but this a thread full of the horny, did you actually expect us to be thinking clearly?
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>>3437685
Wait a second. She has one of those hentai lewd tattoos.
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>>3437955
your right about that
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>>3437957
I'm just wondering if the form was based on the time we shared our type with our sister
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>>3437973
I don’t know, but lewd tattoos like this usually turn “NO” into “YES”
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>>3437742
Supporting. Makita deserves release, and Red should be allowed to resist as long as she can stand it. Now that she's been specially marked, she's probably never getting away from us.

>>3437896
Since it's too late for anything else now, we can cuddle her once she's finally come over to our side and give her the family she so sorely needs.

>>3437973
That's what I'd guess.
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>>3437992
yeah I guess your right
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>>3437709
>>3437710
>>3437737
>>3437742
>>3437769
>>3437992
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3438020
Make sure Red retroactively gives consent with heart pupils when we get to her.
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>>3438057
It isn’t rape if we’re both screaming.
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>>3438020

https://pastebin.com/rKpTTMxh

> Just smile and leave.
> "You don't look genuine, Red. You'll have to beg better."
> "Did you not overhear me? Your turn will be tomorrow. Unless you want me to leave you in suspense for a week actually."
> Laugh and leave.
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>>3438223
> 2nd spoiler
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>>3438223
> "You don't look genuine, Red. You'll have to beg better."
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>>3438235
>support
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>>3438223
> Just smile and leave.
Give her the >:^)
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This seems pretty degenerate.

Is this just a fairy tale smut quest?
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>>3438260
>>:^)
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>>3438223
> "You don't look genuine, Red. You'll have to beg better."
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>>3438223
> "You don't look genuine, Red. You'll have to beg better."
Let's just get to relieving her
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>>3438266

I don't know about you but this is about establishing dominance to once assassin trying to kill us and maybe a little bit of bullying.

>>3438223
> "You don't look genuine, Red. You'll have to beg better."
*BULLYING INTENSIFIES*
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>>3438266
pretty much
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>>3438223
> "You don't look genuine, Red. You'll have to beg better."
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>>3438229
>>3438235
>>3438240
>>3438285
>>3438299
>>3438305
>>3438327
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3438357

"You don't look genuine, Red. You'll have to beg better."

Through her exhausted countenance, Kitasawa shoots me a glare; the impression is short-lived, its appearance deteriorating to what it was just a second ago. Gathering her minuscule accumulation of will, she resorts to her aggressive attitude. " 'B-Beg better?' What do you mean?! I'm here by your heel, giving everything that I have to offer so I can be free from this... th-this heat! Motherfucker! B-Bastard! Why won't you?!"

"Red, red, red, red..." whispering her nickname to myself. "When will you learn to invest your trust into me? Such crude mannerisms are just detrimental to your goal and it demonstrates more reason for my abstention. It's quite foolhardy to do that when you're oh so dire to be satisfied."

"Y-You act as if you have some fucking standard! Are you forgetting that you screwed those bitches! Please... D-Don't be an idiot! I've surrendered so much, but why is this postponed?! I shake my ass to you, I fondle my chest for you, but why?! Why can't you?!"

> "I can't because, honestly, you could stab my back once you've got what you wanted." *leave*
> "Hehahaha! I do suppose that morality is near to none in my heart. It's fun to watch you like this." *leave*
> "I have a dislike to your pride. My pride is just as big, but granted authority over yours since you're in this aroused state." *leave*
> (another option)
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>>3438390
> "I have a dislike to your pride. My pride is just as big, but granted authority over yours since you're in this aroused state." *leave*
the first one is good too but i mean shes naked and is probably gonna do that anyways so banging her beforehand seems like a fair trade off for once, so it doesn't seem like it fits this specific scenario as much.
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>>3438390
> "I have a dislike to your pride. My pride is just as big, but granted authority over yours since you're in this aroused state." *leave*
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>>3438390
> "I can't because, honestly, you could stab my back once you've got what you wanted." *leave*
we have to make it a point she has to trust us
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>>3438416
i mean, maybe? but with that wording its about us trusting her, not her trusting us.
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>>3438390
> "I can't because, honestly, you could stab my back once you've got what you wanted." *leave*
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>>3438419
I mean, trust has to start at one end. Would be a nice change of pace if instead of us reaching out to her she’d try to reach out to us.
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>>3438390
> "I can't because, honestly, you could stab my back once you've got what you wanted." *leave*
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>>3438390
> (another option)
Let’s give the poor girl what she wants my dudes
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>>3438430
i dont think were gonna get better than what we just turned down honestly. shes literally marked to the point of uncontrollable lust and she still somehow has pride left. i think it shows this is about the most she will ever want to trust us.
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>>3438441
maybe this I don't really know
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>>3438390
>Just fuck already
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>>3438441
>>3438452
fine but have Mary sit on her face, both to shut her up and teach her humility, and for our own safety too.
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>>3438459
we could say something smug like "with how much your squirming I just can't resist."
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>>3438441
>>3438451
>>3438452
>>3438459
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>>3438475
Writing... ... ...
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going to have to go to bed soon wished this quest didn't go past I usually have to go to bed.
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>>3438478

https://pastebin.com/1dyeSCe0 >1

https://pastebin.com/KtuwdPaG >2

Balancing two plates of food, dinner, as I walk to my bedroom, I place them on the desk to relock the door again. I grumble, cleaning up bits and pieces of ripped fabrics, lamenting the loss of my uniform. I have a second set for emergencies, but never in my life did I think it'd be this way.

Hanami is sitting at the edge of my bed, tweedling her fingers out of shame of what she had done. The mattress's blankets are disheveled after our tumble, condom wrappers hiding among the sheets. It'll be annoying that I'll have to dig them out later, another sin to add on my sister's list.

"Rou..." Hanami said, getting up. "S-Something came over me. I couldn't control myself."

"It's fine," I muttered, waving a hand. I'm sour that Sis attacked me like this. It chipped at my pride, for I'm the one who initiates. Though, that is petty.

She looks to the carpet, guilty. "I'm sorry..."

> "Never mind it. Help me clean the room before we eat."
> "I forgive you. But that won't appease much, Sis. Tell me, what went on?"
> "Ripping clothes are meant for girls, not boys. Reflect on what you've done, 'K?"
> "All day tomorrow, if you're that starved..."
> (another option)
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>>3438661
> "I forgive you. But that won't appease much, Sis. Tell me, what went on?"
Is there a timer on this shit?
Also back to plot?
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>>3438669
Writing... ... ...
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>>3438669
Yeah we need something to be wary of. Like that arrow. I mean holy shit we've been doing sex for the past for 14-16 hours.
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>>3438661
> "I forgive you. But that won't appease much, Sis. Tepl me, what went on?"
> "You could try doing excersise instead."
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>>3438705

"I forgive you. But that won't appease much, Sis. Tell me, what went on?" The last time that I was this grouchy cannot be cited by the working, internal reminiscence that has been implanted. I'm mighty upset that Hanami just did... that. All that, for the sake of whatever: extreme loneliness or some shit. But why did she do it? Getting slapped on the face gets me angry enough, and thinking about it does the wound no good by pouring a canister of salt. Fuck, man.

This is why women can be horrible. They're impulsive, lazy, and rely on someone more capable than themselves so that their lifestyle's a breeze. The local gyarus at my school are specimens of the dangerous vice. I hate snotty brats as much as the next guy, but hell, I feel sorry that they're bothered by their "girlfriends." I can appreciate that in recent years, girls don't cake themselves. However, their dress-up game hasn't changed a damn bit.

Really frustrates me. Women are a volatile ball that can implode at any moment. The thought of their breasts now disgusts me. Its only but useless sacks of fat! At least the buttocks supply some use in sitting!-- Getting used gets me... gets me angry! I never want to see a piece of their bosom again! Nor anything else that pertains to the fairer equation! Dammit, dammit, dammit! This is bullshit...!

My self-conference over, I soothe myself into a better mood. I needed to get some things out of my system before it's taken out onto Hanami. It ain't difficult to scare her, and I wouldn't want to in the slightest. She's beautiful; an ounce of discomfort will ruin her goddess-like disposition.

Refocusing onto the sheep, my eyes droop to normalcy. "What has gotten into me...? Something. I felt terrified when the clock struck one-twenty. I-I thought that you have forgotten about me. But you didn't... Right?"

"I didn't, Sis. Like I said, complications with certain people during clubs. That aside, you didn't need to be like that. Just because I'm not home on time, doesn't mean I'm kidnapped or off somewhere."

"I acknowledge that. Despite recognizing it, I continued to feel that way. Anxious. I said I love you-- and it was more than that..."

"Un," I uttered, picking the last scrap of clothing and dumping it by a waste bin.

Still ashamed, Hanami reseats herself on the bed. Out of courtesy, and that she can shed the weight of my disapproval, she throws away the used goods on where she lives. Once my sister cleaned my bed of plastic and impermeable, I tell her to get into something to wear. She abides, scouting out the hallway so she can deliver herself with proper wear. Baggy pajamas were what she brought with her.

>Cont.
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>>3438756

"... Anything happened while I was gone," I said, breaking our silence.

"There was a girl that stopped by at the house," Sis answered, standing with arms crossed behind her back. "She didn't ring the bell. Just looked at the house. Do you know her?"

"Not until I have some details on her appearance."

"Let's see," recounting her fuzzy witness. "She was somewhat tanned, had black hair, and wore your school's uniform. She had sneakers on, as well as some sports shorts under her skirt. I saw her through my room's window, around one p.m. when you should've come."

> "Ah, I do know her. She's Kita Yumi; we have some history together, but I think you know her too. Remember that time when I was in middle school?"
> "That's... foreboding. Did she have any papers to send? I hate to tell you, but I skipped classes. Only came to school for my club."
> "Did you make eye contact? Were your horns reveals in any way? What about Mom or Dad?"
> (another option)

>>3438669
Tryin'. Didn't think that I'd write this much smut. As another anon said, this is beyond ecchi.
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>>3438761
Since now all conquests are done (for now), any smut ya could write should be more of an addendum than core update. Maybe something on the side, or after all is done and said.

> "Ah, I do know her. She's Kita Yumi; we have some history together, but I think you know her too. Remember that time when I was in middle school?"
> "That's... foreboding. Did she have any papers to send? I hate to tell you, but I skipped classes. Only came to school for my club."

> "If this keeps up, you should get back in shape. Just in case someone enters the house. For now, just keep it to working out inside. Not that you have problems with staying inside, right?"
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I'm so happy for Goldy. She has now have an excuse to say those words just like in her doujin hentais she read.
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>>3438761
> "Ah, I do know her. She's Kita Yumi; we have some history together, but I think you know her too. Remember that time when I was in middle school?"
> "That's... foreboding. Did she have any papers to send? I hate to tell you, but I skipped classes. Only came to school for my club."
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>>3438761
> "Ah, I do know her. She's Kita Yumi; we have some history together, but I think you know her too. Remember that time when I was in middle school?"
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Does anyone remember what the choices were when sister asked our type? I just want to know what else could happen to red.
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>>3438761
Yeah it really shows you really set boundaries next time when you write this kind of stuff. I mean when we started the hentai I think things really went off rails.
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>>3438994
If OP was a hentai doujinshi writer, this would pass as a monstergirl hentai plot.
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>>3438767
Supporting. Don't forget to offer to work out with her so we can get in shape too.
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>>3439026
Aren’t we already ? Considering what we do
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>>3438999
Just feel it wasn't written good as a quest
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>>3439026
>>3439031
Yeah we seem to have enhanced strength, so working out might not mean much to us. We can still do it to encourage Hanami mind you.
or just keep banging her into shape.
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>>3438767
>>3438974
>>3438989
>>3439026

"Ah, I do know her. She's Kita Yumi; we have some history together, but I think you know her too. Remember that time when I was in middle school?"

"I don't recall," Hanami said. "As far as I can remember, your middle school days weren't too eventful."

Ruffling up my hair, I hope to help my sister's facilities in such information. "The week where that tomboy followed me home. Couldn't pass down the road without being berated by her. She's part of the disciplinary committee but isn't good at it-- in my perspective. She even bumped into you as well; have said that some girl interrogated you on your way to the convenience store way back."

"Oh! Her? The encounter was so brief, and it has been so long, that no wonder I had a hard time remembering. She was a nice girl, wasn't she?"

"Hah. You wish. Takes matters into her own hands and it doesn't go well, usually. She owes me a lot since I could've reported her to the school many times too. A righteous one, a stubborn girl, and is headstrong without the brains. But for her to come by? That's... foreboding. Did she have any papers to send?"

"Not that I know of. Her hands looked free. Why? Any papers would've been passed out at your classes."

"I hate to tell you, but I skipped classes. Only came to school for clubs."

Arms unleashed and bent to stand on her hips, Hanami scolds me. She isn't skilled in the practice; however, in juxtaposition, Mom could terminate my life with but a single word. Really gets me thinking that if she's human at times. But she does cook well and taught Sis to be at a parallel mastery. "Rou, what if Mom or Dad was notified before I? It may not seem so, but our mother's been stressed recently after work. The thought that she'd drag you to the mountains isn't too far off from any fate."

"Don't worry about it. You said it yourself: 'notified before I?' If we keep it that way, my skin's not going to be hanging anywhere. The school days are short on Saturdays, so wouldn't make much of a difference if it was during Wednesday or somethin'." Walking up to Hanami, I then pinch her waist beneath the sleeping attire. "I have my own lectures myself. If this keeps up, you should get back in shape; just in case someone enters the house. Though, for now, keep it to working inside. Not that you have problems staying inside, right?"

"Uh. N-No, I don't," blushing.

> "Also, be prepared for tomorrow. I suspect that we're going to have quite the guest coming to the house."
> "I've told a friend about your current state. There might be some things going on in the future, but it'll help."
> "So now that I'm somewhat placid, what do you have in mind? Another game? Or we just going to talk?"
> (another option)
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>>3439184
> "So now that I'm somewhat placid, what do you have in mind? Another game? Or we just going to talk?"
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>>3439184
> "Also, be prepared for tomorrow. I suspect that we're going to have quite the guest coming to the house."
> "I've told a friend about your current state. There might be some things going on in the future, but it'll help."
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>>3439184
> "Also, be prepared for tomorrow. I suspect that we're going to have quite the guest coming to the house."
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Might there be a way to change red back? I just feel like it doesn't fit her.
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>>3439285
The thread of fate was fugged and there’s no going back frienderino
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>>3439290
I also agree, that it does not fit her.
For other reasons, however.
In this situation, just remember the simple phrase.
> Pic related
I mean... We kinda already filled her plenty, there's only to go higher from here.
... Not sure if our current pricing, let alone clients will be abled to feed the probably at some point ever growing wolfpack.

... I still fear what "Ursa Major" might translate to...

>>3439184
> All the options
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>>3439322
... I still fear what "Ursa Major" might translate to.
it’s just referring to the constellation, she’s just another slut for the wulf
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>>3439285
If you really want her back then give the glock- I mean cloak- hood and see what happens.
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>>3439355
Red POV murdering BBW when ?
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Speaking of red her smut wasn't in the pastebin it was 4th lamb and wolf. Goose might have to check that out.
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>>3439322
Perhaps we could make her more muscular
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>>3439285
I agree, I don't really feel like her current state is very in line with her character. Hopefully we can heal her with familial affection once she comes to live with us.

>>3439328
It's caused massive changes to literally everyone else. Hanami and Mary both got powers, and Kitasawa got transformed like Hanami and probably has extra powers to go with it. Goldy underwent no visible change, much like Mary, which means her powers probably got a massive boost. If it's at all related to the Greek myth behind the constellation, then we're in some deep shit. Might need to keep her safe from the Huntsman too.
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>>3439412
But major also means 'bigger', so who knows if she might not reach that point later.
Like... Delayed, or something.
Added suprise. Perhaps certain conditions to be fulfilled.
Hm... Thicc like a bear. Wish fulfillment is strong in this one.
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>>3439445
My guess is that either Baby Bear isn't much of a baby anymore or Makita herself now has the power to morph into a bear like Callisto gets mutated by Hera in the constellation's myth. Goose had gone on record saying that fairy tales aren't the only inspiration for Grimm powers.
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>>3439455
But like... Sexy bear, I hope, right? Sorta like we are a wolf. But bigger. So... Ya know?
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>>3439470
No idea. She's probably sexy enough without bearoids, so I wouldn't be surprised if it was just a werebear transformation presuming that is indeed her new power.
It might also be worth mentioning that Callisto, the girl who gets turned into a bear and later the Ursa Major, is the daughter of Lycaon, focus of one of if not the oldest werewolf tale in Europe. I think it'd be hilarious (though bad for Rou) if Makita started calling us "Daddy."
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>>3439527
We already did our sister, so...
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>>3439600
My concern pertains more to how certain people within earshot - like Hanami or our parents - might react than it does the faux immorality granted by a sexual pet name.
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>>3439328
Star powers
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>>3439215
>>3439222

>>3439366
Try going through the #4 links, Anon. https://pastebin.com/GSMmLycR


"Also, be prepared for tomorrow. I suspect that we're going to have quite the guest coming to the house. Furthermore, I've told a friend about your current state. There might be some things going on in the future, but it'll help."

Turning to the dinner-filled plates on my desk, I hand Hanami one from the two. We begin to eat, ignoring the weird smell that pervades not only my bed but the room. Now I got to do more laundry than scheduled.

>>>

The morning was rough. Dehydration finally gets to me and strikes my cranium with a headache. No amount of water, or any other drink, could ease the pain; I'll have to wait for it to subside on its own, to which it does. Sluggishly.

Hanami, yet contrite for what she did last night, slept in her own bedroom for this time. So much what I had aimed for. And she'll miss breakfast if she remains to sleep-in. Mom's cooking doesn't faze her bastion one bit.

"I got a call yesterday..." my mother, implying. "You seemed to be having fun when you came back. Was school really that exciting to you now?"

Confused, I attempt to play along. "Yeah? It wasn't long, but I definitely had tons of fun. Hmm?!" Coughing, I feel an object lodged in my esophagic chimney. Soon, struggling, a shell of a nut is spit out.

"Oh darn~ It didn't work," Mom said, acting playfully defeated.

> "What were you trying to do?!"
> "Th-This is abuse! I could've died!"
> "Mom, I don't know what's up, but settle down~ You don't have to kill your own son."
> (another option)
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>>3439894
> "Th-This is abuse! I could've died!"
Uh oh...
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>>3439894
> "Mom, I don't know what's up, but settle down! You don't have to kill your own son."
Without the ~ as to not imply a playful tune.
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>>3439926
Whatever we say better be srs, yeah.
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>let's fuck em all
, they said...
>what could go wrong
, they asked...
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>>3439894
> "What were you trying to do?!"
So mom can teleport things inside us ? Kinda like Bruno did with Giorno in the beginning ?
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>>3439950
No, i think its implied we were eating breakfast and she hid it in our food.
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>>3439971
Ok, thought that she had powers as well since he said mom could try to kill him
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>inb4 we have a violent allergic reaction to nuts
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>>3439894
> Wolf feels dehydrated after eating this many morsels

Just wait till someone drowns us, that's how all fairytales end! With the wolf, at least.
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>>3439925
>>3439926
>>3439950
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3440078

"What were you trying to do?! Th-This is abuse! I could've died!" I said, distressed that my mother might've strived to put me to death by using a mere nut. However, the mended atmosphere that bends to her will eliminates my justice, as I'm face-to-face with the devil.

"Miss Akimura said that you weren't in class, and she sounded awfully tenebrous. 'Just when I thought that I got through to him,' she told me." Stabbing the table with a kitchen knife, Mom hovers above. "Your dad's light on you, but not me. Your homeroom teacher's a nice woman, and the fact that you've hurt her feelings is a dash of disgrace."

"Mom! Settled down! You don't have to off me! Your own son!"

"Fufu~ Not necessarily kill, but I do have to dish out punishment on Miss Akimura's behalf -- and, as a mother. No son of mine's going to be a truant. Your sister, although grown-up, is enough trouble. This isn't anger, Rou. This is love..."

Tough love, I corrected within my private being.

> Roll 1d100
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>>3440131
>Objective: Survive
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Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>3440131
Hahaha! Oh wow.
... Please don't dick our mom.
She's married... To dad.
No cucking incest.
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>>3440167
Yeah, let's do anything BUT ntr.
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>>3440167
>>3440172
Don't worry. The extent of incest is limited to Hanami.
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>>3440175
More of a joke, though...
The dice so far are concerning...

... So red is definitly pregnant, isn't she?
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>3440131
Have mercy
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>>3440156
>>3440167
>>3440206
>70
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3440222

"Clunk,"

A stone block is kicked out from a stack, dismissed with a force that can smash wooden trunks in half. Around my neck is a hangman's knot, getting tighter as my platform shrinks. Mom, by parental cruelty, laid a tower of cement bricks under the backyard's tree. I am to erect myself motionless on the pile, for I have no choice. If I ran at that moment, before I was to be demanded to stand here, my mother would've plunged a kitchen knife squarely into my spine. And if I should escape from this statue, the rope would do its mercy and take my breath away.

"How is it, Rou~? Your dad and I used to play this game whenever he came home after drinking with friends. I just hope that the knot isn't too loose; I wouldn't want that." Mom kicks another block out of the tower. Its propelled in a fashion that its brethren that proceeds it precisely supplants its empty space. At a motion, I fall for an additional level.

> "You're crazy!"
> "Do it! Watch me prove you wrong!"
> "Mom, come to your senses! I won't skip again, I promise."
> (another option)
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> (another option)
(A) Let go.
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>>3440248
Holy shit.
>prepare to hold your breath
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>>3440248
> Another option
Huff 'n friggin puff. Black ichor might make you stop n think if your son has a problem or another.

Alternativly, just grow a few more inches, might as well, aye?
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>>3440257
Do this and then >>3440253.
Also pray that the noose isn't just right.
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>>3440248
>"This isnt punishment, this is torture! I could die!"
>Prepare to hold your breath.
>Easy yourself down to prove your point, at this rate betting on her not actually wanting you dead might be your only way out. Alive anyways.
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>>3440257
Supporting. Given what we've been up to the past couple of days, this is probably God-given punishment. Let's just suffer through it.
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>>3440298
Also our mother is a yandere with a sense of morals. And we are a peeping tom degenerate who has a harem and fucks our sister. We are going to die, or wish we did.
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>>3440333
> Morals
Well... I mean...
If all else fails tell her how immoral making a bunch of kids fatherless, in the future, also killing her own son who's gonna have kids because he had upro-
Oh dang we WILL die here, won't we?
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>>3440248
>"Do it. I'm tired of living anyways"
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>>3440348
This is the Bad End, anons. Just let go.
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>>3440329
agreed gotta say I enjoy these shounen parts more than the smut parts, not say I don't like those parts as well I just think they need to be tempered by the shounen
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>>3440348
Shes putting us in a noose over skipping school and making our teacher feel bad. Her sense of morals is messed up, but she clearly does think one is supposed to uphold certain traits publicly at least.
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>>3440358
>Take and sell pictures of girls to your classmates
>Kidnap and have a girl raped.
>Convince a girl to be a pervert.
>Enslave and rape a girl.
>Have an orgy with basically half slaves
>Fuck out sister twice
>Mfw skipping school is what we die over.
Satan is laughing his ass off at us right now...
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>>3440352
Nice to see /r9k/ making their one contribution, but that is abit too edgy for this setting.
>>3440363
But DOES she have a grimm? Might she have to potential for it? Is she just insane? Are we and dad gonna have 'the talk'? The talk meaning 'don't stick your dick in the crazy' which we had already fucked up, so...
Think if worse comes to worst we can use honey tongue on mom? Not the kiss, that's bad.
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>>3440352
That's out of character, robot-kun.
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>>3440248
>(another option)
Do it. Bet you won't
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>>3440378
Unless Grimm are genetic probably not. Also we banged our sister our moms only off the table if we wanna respect our father.
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>>3440411
Grimms awaken under 'certain conditions', which in turn means 'Some arbitrary bullshit'.
In case of our sister, she really wanted to fuck us. And she did.
... Would it be bad if, in her persuit of sadism, our mom got her grimm? What would go in that direction anyway?
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>>3440411
She's off the table because the QM said so.
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>>3440253
>>3440257
>>3440281
>>3440329
>>3440298
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3440424
I cannot wait.
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>>3440424

"This isn't punishment, this is torture! I could die!"

"I'm sure that you won't, Rou. You've confronted death many times, so it's not too concerning~ Meet your Uncle on the way, though. And tell him that I said 'Hi.' " I can't digest this. What did I ever do to deserve being lynched?! I'm just a normal boy; one who has gotten himself into some wacky shit because of a girl who was in over her head! Two girls! Three! Hanami's innocent, but they're guilty! Fuck-- take them instead!

Easing myself down -- as I pray that the rope ain't right to what Mom addressed -- I try to prove my point, putting more weight on the branch that hangs me. It's a thick fucker, and it'd probably won't snap. But it's worth a shot to return this mother with twisted morals! Before committing, I hold my breath to its full capacity. I could believe in God... No, I'll have to believe in the king upstairs! My chances of getting into heaven, or staying alive, relies on his judgment! C'mon big guy, give me the money!

"Hmph. Suit yourself, Rou." Mom chuck the cement square from under my footing, doing the job. I squirm like a fresh butterfly, the noose strangling me into submission. I couldn't count the seconds when I'm suspended in the air, fear accumulating until I black out.

Next thing I see is a vast land, covered by fog. The trees are wicked and bare of leaves. The ground is cold and dry, devoid of moisture in spite of the mist.

> Stay where you are.
> Wander around.
> (another option)
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>>3440477
>What did I ever do to deserve being lynched?
How delusional
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>>3440477
Is this the promissed land of Fairytalesor whatever?
> Wander around
Apparently our uncle is around here, or something.

... Maybe we shoulda called for Sis... Even if she were sleeping...
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>>3440501
+1
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>>3440477
> Wander around.
>look for your uncle, cause you have nothing better to do.
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>>3440477
Welp GG guys. We got what we deserved in the end.
> Wander around
>Call out for uncle
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>>3440477
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1BC1jnm0uaA
Shit, we actually died...
> Wander around.
>look for your uncle, cause you have nothing better to do.
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>>3440477
> Wander around.
So you’ve finally awaken...
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>>3440522
We have yet one more goal, in the grand scheme of things.
... Also we are probably just half dead, so no worries.
Thinking about it, mostly just my goal, but, you know, see pic related, and maybe relate to it.
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>>3440522
To be honest we did go overboard. . . After this we need to apologize to our little harem and never speak to mom ever again after this.
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>>3440532
God fucking dammit Todd! Not again!
>inb4 qm was Todd Howard all along.
>inb4 this quest has been some wierd but very effective way to promote skyrim for you toster.
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>>3440541
>never speak to mom ever again after this.
im very certain trying to avoid her motherly affections will only make things worse the next time she corners us or we get caught doing something wrong.
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>>3440501
>>3440514
>>3440518
>>3440522
>>3440527
>>3440532
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3440550
Then what do we suggest we do? She nearly killed us.
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>>3440560
talk to dad about it and hope after all these years hes come to some sorta-
>earlier we talked about how our father works alot of late hours and overtime but doesn't seem to mind it.
oh fuck, nevermind, were fucked.
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>>3440567
Definitely ralk to dad after this. Also Red might be im danger of hrr
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>>3440587
>implying Mom won't teach her the secrets of controlling our father's bloodline to whip her son into shape
What are the odds Mom teaches Yumi instead if she catches wind of our feud?
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>>3440587
we should, but i was saying indirectly im thinking his method of survival is having a legitimate excuse not to be around her enough to get on her bad side. we may have to double down on club activities, invite hanami to join in so she isnt constantly waiting for us at home.
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>>3440554

Having an empty array of choices, I slap out the dirt from my pants and wander around. "Uncle?!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the evaporated blanket. "Uncle?! You there? Mom said hi... Whatever that means..." There's no answer. The shrouded glen mocks me, juggling my hails to maintain my thought for company. My uncle's a pretty awesome dude. Does construction, but that was when he was still alive. A strong fellow that remained single until he died to a nasty sickness.

Drifting, the marching of metal nears my surroundings. Hushed mutters are laden with impatience, another greater decree quieting the chatters. I stall myself, tense as the notion that people, or something, is adjacent from where I tread. The soil is constantly being punched by a gallop, driving closer.

Galloping...?

Unexpected, a horse parts the fog. On it, a knight; in his grasp is a halberd, its spear pointed at me. More cavalry establishes their presence, forming a circle of blades that imprison my spirit. Helmets are cylindrical, topping the team's metalwork alongside a visor that creates an inhuman rider.

A soldier of ornamental suiting appears, just as clad like the others. "Who goes there!" he said, an entourage of footmen taking up space in his tracks.

> "Not very friendly. Although, this isn't the same earth that I'm familiar with, is it?"
> Run away.
> Fight.
> (another option)
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>>3440659
>> Run away.
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>>3440659
> "Not very friendly. Although, this isn't the same earth that I'm familiar with, is it?"
Let's not do anything stupid; we don't know if there's a death after death.
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>>3440659
>greetings sir I am looking dor my uncle. My mother sent me here and is this fairyland
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>>3440659
>"a very lost teenager who could not and means no harm. please to not impale me, it would be too ironic a death."
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>>3440659
>"tairou morioka what's it to you"
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>>3440669
Support
>Do everything in your power not to not appear like a wolf in case this is fairyland
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>>3440689
+1. Shoulda gotten ripped with Hanami while we had the chance.
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>>3440689
Supporting
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>>3440669
>>3440689
>>3440708
>>3440725
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3440749

"Greetings, Sir. I am looking for my uncle. My mother sent me here, and is this Fairyland?"

"Fairyland?" a man from the crowd said. Then his compatriots. Their features below their iron caps are, some, entertained; some are puzzled, and some are plain. It is their ornamental officer that censors their ramblings.

"Are you from another kingdom, Boy?" he questioned. My dither to what I should reply with explains for me. To the leader of this band. "This is the Midrey monarchy, Boy. You don't seem to be from around here; nor does your expressions or clothes enlighten me of your birthplace. A Gypsy?"

"Take your guess. I have no idea myself," said I, but the knight was preoccupied with his musings.

"Follow us. Keep up until you reach the fort. There, we'll talk more about your heritage and, most importantly, what to do with you. Pronto!"

A member of the cavalry that encircles my personage uses the flat side of his halberd: patting my shoulder blade for me to advance with them. I do, shuffling through the slacking day of this misty valley.

>You feel weirder than normal; more than what you've experienced when morphing into what you are now. Roll 1d100
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>3440807
This is Camelot, isn't it?
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>3440807
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Rolled 1 (1d001)

>>3440807
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>3440807
MOM YOU DOOMED US
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Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>3440807
Rolling to not die. I hope we're not late for our duel.
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>>3440819
>d001
You scared the shit out of me for a second.
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>>3440819
We're absolutely fucked
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>>3440819
FUCK (You)
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>>3440819
>d001
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>>3440829
Read closer, it’s a 001 dice
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>>3440817
>>3440818
>>3440820
>88
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3440849

The strange sensation that goes up my bones vanishes, but so does any physical abilities to feel my environment. As I walked, I become air, unable to sustain a complete thought or concentrate on what I come in contact with. "S-Sir!" said one of the horse-riding knights, "He's fading!"

"Fading?! No such thing ca--" The officer -- halting his marching troops beforehand -- swivels to me. He stops his comment, stupefied by my developing incorporeal material. The soldiers are thrown into a noiseless panic, eyes popping.

"A-A ghost!" yelled a spearman at the front, garnering a consensus of his companions that I truly am a phantom.

The world spins the more I become a part of the fog that naps in this glen. It wasn't long for me to lose the boat of my ego within the ocean of absence. I'm fleeting...

"Rou, are you fine?" Opening my lids, the Sun giving me a welcome, I see Mom sitting by me in the grass. "Learned your lesson, did you?"

"Ugh..." feeling noxious. Using my arm, I get up from the cement bed that I'm on.

"Don't move too much. You won't feel good," Mom said. "What am I going to do with you...? I should've done this later. Your visiting friends make for bad timing."

> "Friends?"
> "You hung me...!"
> "I saw... knights in a valley."
> (another option)
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>>3440912
> "I saw... knights in a valley
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>>3440912
> "You hung me...!"
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>>3440912
>> "You hung me...!"
> "Friends?"
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>>3440912
> "Friends?"
> "You hung me...!"
Why don’t we defy our mom since we have powers ? Have we tried before and failed ?
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>>3440912
> "You hung me...!"
> "I saw... knights in a valley."
> "Friends?"
I'm curious if she knows anything about where we just went, but the other options are more in character.
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>>3440929
we actually like our mom so I think that's a reason why
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>>3440935
Change the order:
> "I saw... knights in a valley."
> "You hung me...!"
> "Friends?"
From the last thing we saw, to the event that caused it, to what she just said.
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>>3440912
>Sorry mom didn't find uncle just some knights anand stuff
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>>3440912
> Jusr walk away
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>>3440925
>>3440926
>>3440928
>>3440929
>>3440935
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3440988

"I saw... knights in a valley," I mumbled. The image of the fantasy rejects my inputs to leave; injecting an inspiration of familiarity, which perturbs my logic.

"A dream it must've been. You were out cold when you finally stopped breathing."

Visions of Mom's punishment kick me into overdrive. "Y-You hung me...!" I recounted, guarding my neck regardless of harm's participation in our little discussion.

"For a very good reason, Rou. If another telephone call tells that my son's skipping classes still, it's going to be more than a gentle hanging."

"Sheesh. 'Gentle?' " How can a person treat this execution under a larky behavior? Nonsense! "Ergh... Friends are here?"

"They are. Two girls, sitting at the kitchen as we speak. Get up." Grabbing my shirt, she hoists up and pushes me to the backyard's entrance. "Go meet them while I tidy this place up. Okay, Rou?"

Eager to flee, I slip into the interior of the house. Kitasawa and Mary were the visitors, both equipped in student uniforms of the district. The former avoids my sight while the latter flips through a stack of printed papers, waving to me.

"What happened out there?" Mary inquired. "Some sort of ritual?"

> "Don't worry about it. Just an episode of my mother."
> "What are the papers for?"
> "Only you two? I expected Goldy to be here more than Red."
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>>3441029
>"My mother just tried and almost succeeded in killing me. . . Are those the papers?"
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>>3441029
> "What are the papers for?"
Deflection!
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>>3441029
> "Don't worry about it. Just an episode of my mother."
> "What are the papers for?"
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>>3441029
Probably the transfer papers
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>>3441029
> "Don't worry about it. Just an episode of my mother."
> "What are the papers for?"
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>>3441029
> "What are the papers for?"
no one must ever know what just happened. both out of pride and out of fear, and hope we never have to think about it again.
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>>3441038
>>3441039
>>3441042
>>3441131
>>3441132
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3441139

"My mother just tried and almost succeeded in killing me. But I wouldn't worry about her episode... Are those papers? What for?"

Discomposed, Mary gets another glimpse of my mom. Carrying a brick at a time, she hums to herself, indifferent to her savagery. "That explains the purple on your neck. I don't think you can brush that off, Kid. Isn't that abuse?"

"Not in my mother's world. 'Abuse' loosely translates to 'parent-issued punishment' in her language." Leading myself to the kitchen table, I regard the documents in anticipation. "Anyway. I want to know about these."

Possessing the curiosity, Mary apprises me the gifted edict. " 'By the government, Kitasawa Beniko will be allocated to a youth correctional program due to a history of delinquency, truancy, and resistance towards authoritative figures -- of her household and her educative institute.
"From Seichi High -- all-girls boarding school, orphanage refuge, and certified location of Catholic worship -- to Shoumichi High, this individual will be transferred. In addition to this relocation, she will be assigned to the house of Morioka Hashira and Morioka Akime for the purpose of exercising decency, cooperation, and social learning.' How does that sound~?"

> "It's perfect! Thank the N.R.O. for the favor."
> "I am joyous, but it's suffering from how my mother is unaware."
> "Everything that I've asked for. Though, does Red not have any luggage? I know someone who can give her a sizable wardrobe."
> (another option)
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>>3441232
> "It's perfect! Thank the N.R.O. for the favor."
mostly im expecting this to lead into letting us in on any potential caveats to this favor, or what we owe them for it.
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>>3441232
> "Everything that I've asked for. Though, does Red not have any luggage? I know someone who can give her a sizable wardrobe."
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>>3441232
> "It's perfect! Thank the N.R.O. for the favor."
> "Everything that I've asked for. Though, does Red not have any luggage? I know someone who can give her a sizable wardrobe."
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>>3441232
>hear that red better prepare yourself
I wonder how red is right now still our servant or back to herself probably still busty
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>>3440912
> Tfw mom trucker-kun'd us
> Tfw if we fuck up, this just turns into an isekai
>>3441232
> "I am joyous, but it's suffering from how my mother is unaware."
> "Is Red still 'Hungry'? Mom just might kill me for real if she's 'starving' again."
>>
If this is how bad truancy just imagine what she do to us about what else we done
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>>3441755
I think at that point she'd chain us to the basement for the rest of eternity.
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>>3441773
Morioka - chained in the base with a day of meals and water from a dog bowl.
Onee-san - sent to the nearest convent to practice chastity.
Mary - left panting in heat, search for the biggest d and prostitutes herself sometimes doing porn movies
Goldy - became gyaru.
Red - successfully returned but exiled due to failed mission. Now searching for his wolf that made her like that today
The tomboy - blamed for the disappearance of morioka.
Akiyama the teacher - doing teacher things
Dad - a submissive beta who already mind broken from mother shinenigans
Mom - final boss

Rate my bad end
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>>3441799
Good. . . But you forgot the part where it turns from Big Bad Wolf Quest into Red Riding Hood Quest where Red is searching for Mr. W, and she finds him broken on a cold basement floor.
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>>3441805
Red: How the tables have turned....The one who torments me is now cuddling on my lap like a faithful dog he is. Don't worry my precious mutt. For I will save you from your abusive owner. And we can have our fun with the two of us....

All.....


By....
Ourselves.....
ufufufufufufufu........
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>>3441817
That's hot.
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>>3441237
>>3441258
>>3441280

"It's perfect! Everything that I asked for! Thank the N.R.O. for the favor, Mary. Though, does Red not have any luggage? If so, then I know someone who can give her a sizable wardrobe."

The agent speaks for the collared delinquent. "This uniform has been prepared for the girl. She has her cloak too, but as you've said, she does not have a smidgen of a personal trousseau after that night." Additionally, she confirms the exclusion of Kitasawa's garments underneath, pulling up my long-term guest's shirt. The starving puppy hasn't reversed my nocturnal causation; just as stacked, from both regions, as last night. In fact, Kitasawa looks closest to a wa~ay too early-blooming senior if she doesn't make a fuss in coming to my school. No brassiere to support her bouncing bust, unclothed in her nether.

Smacking the hands of the touchy Mary, Little Red Riding Hood stretches the fuku over, tucking its margin into her skirt. "H-Hands off!" she remarked.

> Introduce Hanami.
> Get the arrow from Friday.
> Tease Kitasawa.
> (another option)
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>>3442893
> Introduce Hanami.
Let's move things along.
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>>3442893
> Introduce Hanami.
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>>3442893
> Tease Kitasawa.
> Introduce Hanami.
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>>3442893
>> Get the arrow from Friday.
probably see if she knows anything also safety isn't it tonight
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>>3442893
> Get the arrow from Friday.
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>>3442902
>>3442907
>>3442909
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3443031

"That shirt too small for you?" I said, slithering by the table to converge by her chair. "You may think otherwise, but I like it~ It's a preferable match for your position, Red."

"Th-They must've given me the wrong size..." Kitasawa whined. "Don't lean in so close! I-I haven't forgiven you for what you did!"

Being lightly pushed to a distance, my collared girl conceals her chest -- who pressures for the chance of abscondence -- with her forearms. Under the unknowingly added strain from her spine's curvature, the point that bears the vertex of the stress rips. "A whimper for release?" I cracked. "Those who got you that uniform had the right idea~!"

Dejected, Kitasawa tells me to shut up while making up for the gap in her clothing. I reconcile her minute's irritability, suggesting that I should introduce a special someone to her. Depending on how it goes, Hanami can get her a new rendition.

"Yes?" Making a tiny crack in the door, my sister sees me and my following residents. "... Who are these?" assessing their danger.

"Er, my friends. One of them I've told you about. From that picture. And the other's the person who can help you. Would you mind if we're able to come in?"

Using up a fraction of our time, Hanami decides. Her passage flings open, using the inferior side of the wooden panel to hide in. I usher the two women to step into the dark realm; Kitasawa's behind is petted by me, exchanged for a low growl.

The bedroom's entrance sealed, the horned maiden takes a look at Mary and Red.

>Roll 1d100
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>3443095
this doesn't bode well.
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Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3443095
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3443095
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>>3443106
>>3443114
>>3443115
> 85
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3443117

Sparkling, Hanami brings Red into her embrace. She's as bemused as I am, lending mountainous front to mountainous front assemble between one another while she fathoms the situation. "Rou, she's cute! And such amazing blonde locks! Is she a foreigner? I don't remember her in that aforementioned picture," Sis queried.

I beam at the lively spin and Kitasawa's dizziness. "No, she isn't different. This is the girl on the bottom whom she was being dominated by the second golden-haired girl."

Analyzing the person in her hold, my sister figures my servant. "Y-You really are her! My, you appeared... flatter in the image."

Kitasawa pleads for her liberation. Minding her manners, Hanami lets go of the hostage, Mary, drawing her attention next. "So you're the kid's sister. The profile only had you from the shoulders up. Not your banger of a bod~"

"Excuse me?" Sis said, interrupting the fox's forward. Mary doesn't cease her discourtesy, sticking out for the rivaling jugs. Like lightning, Hanami swipes Mary's wrist aside with cold resolution.

"H-Hm...?" Speechless, Mary retires to where she was. "Sort of icy, eh, Kid?" she commented to me. I just shrug.

Demeanor swapped to a younger testament of an eighteen-year-old Hanami, my lamb leers at the fox with contempt. "Rou, this may be a second failure in my memory, but this girl wasn't in that photo as well..."

"This is the person who has the connections to an organization. She'll assist you in your Grimm-related troubles," I said.

"... This slut?"

> "Huh?"
> "She isn't that at all, Sis. I'm sure you just got a bad impression."
> "Technically, she's not. Though, the circumstances are undisclosed."
> (another option)
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>>3443179
>> "Huh?"
>"didn't expect that from you?"
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>>3443179
> "Huh?"
.__.
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>>3443179
> "Technically, she's not. Though, the circumstances are undisclosed."
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>>3443179
> "Huh?"
え?
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>>3443179
> "Huh?"
Well, this is unexpected.
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>>3443195
>>3443196
>>3443211
>>3443231
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3443260

"Huh?" absolutely unprepared for Hanami's remark. "I didn't expect that from you." Whenever my sister's angry or repulsed is never. This is a whole new happening.

Mary shares my bafflement. "What? Did I do something?"

My sister tells Kitasawa to sit on her messy bed. The collared girl is regaled, happy that there isn't just her who sees the agent as a bitch. She promoted it as well. "Somewhat," Hanami said to Mary's inquisitiveness-- beginning. "While I'm grateful that you're here to support my development, I cannot avoid saying that you're a slut. Unlike this darling here -- a sailor suit obviously two sizes too small -- you flaunt a style that's indecent to the public. Not to mention how you were intending to rush at my chest."

Mary finds clarity from her perplexion, getting serious as well. "Well, sorry," her tone condescending. "Didn't know you were so uptight with how you're dressed. You're no better yourself; nil's worn anything under that loose T-shirt for crying out loud," overlooking how Kitasawa is herself.

"You think I go out like this? This is for the home, Slut," Hanami rebutted.

"Your brother told me about your habits. You rarely go outside; more so, you don't. At least I actively help him with his efforts while he helps me in return. You're just a slob who happens to not look like one."

"What's your age anyway? No teenager, or... woman, should be close to resembling a risque cosplayer. Did this organization send you here to charm Rou? Is that it? Because if it is, then I'll show you some skills from the batting chamber..."

Both parties infuriated, Mary and Hanami approach each other. They puff up their bosoms like competing mates, comparing who has the better talent while pressing their tits together. Evenly matched, they resort to staring their opponent down, maintaining the position they're in; to shirk does not power the lightbulb in their minds.

Then they see their crests. My crest.

"R-Rou?! What's this?!" Sis questioned.

"You... Did your sister?" Mary followed up.

Kitasawa's laughs are disrupted, fingers hovering over her own tattoo.

> Run.
> "I'm a young guy, and I'd argue that it's my Grimm's fault. With some nifty powers comes a strong libido."
> "I... I have a reason, Sis. It accidentally started when Mary fell from her chair, and. Um. We... She kissed me!"
> "I... I have reasons, Mary. U-Uh... Hanami, despite her indolent nature, does some questionable things. It all kicked off with a bag of potato chips, and one thing led to another!"
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>>3443331
>> Run.
Directly into Mom.

Who was listening in by the door.
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> "I'm a young guy, and I'd argue that it's my Grimm's fault. With some nifty powers comes a strong libido."
> Run.
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>>3443331
>I want to go back to the knights! Mom take me back to the knights
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Btw, this is the fate you haremniggers wrought upon yourselves.
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>>3443331
> Run.
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>>3443331
> Run
I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS FUTURE
YOU DID THIS
YOU FUCKS.
ALL I WANTED WAS THE HANAMI ROUTE.
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>>3443331
>Run.
Jump out the fucking window and don't look back.
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>>3443331
>then kitasawa makes it worse by showing off her mark
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>>3443377
Triple dubs counts for something right?
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I thought kissing caused the marks? Did I miss something?
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>>3443385
Yeah, they do. Tairou has kissed Hanami, Mary, Kitasawa, and Makita.
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>>3443385
It IS kissing alone, but a certain something has followed kissing in all known cases of marking.
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>>3443383
Less checking, more running.
We could possibly try explaining our way out of this, but uh.
Kitasawa.
Also we just took Kitasawa directly to her cloak.
And pissed everyone in the room off with us.
Including the single person who knows where the cloak is other than us.
We might get Red back.
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>>3443331
> "I'm a young guy, and I'd argue that it's my Grimm's fault. With some nifty powers comes a strong libido."
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>>3443331
>> "I'm a young guy, and I'd argue that it's my Grimm's fault. With some nifty powers comes a strong libido."
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Just what was the DC for us to fail at 85?
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>>3443405
If Hanami liked Kitasawa in her busty form. She's a'okay in her book.
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>>3443331
...of fuck...
>Run
Straight out of the fucking window!
NOW!
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"I'm a young guy, and I'd argue that it's my Grimm's fault. With some nifty powers comes a strong libido."

"Kid, you're going to have to make things lucid for me," Mary said. "I'm alright with having sex between Makita, Kitasawa, and I. But your sister...?"

"Hey, bitch, shut up!" Red Riding Hood yelled. She could care less about what's going to happen to me. However, for her, a slight mouthing of my raw press and the taming of her soul is worthy enough to kill.

At the mention proclamation, Hanami's distraught increases. "You've been doing mating with them too?! Is that why you were late?!"

Shit! Shit! Shit! I have to run, NOW!

>Roll 1d100
I'll pray for your sinful souls.
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>>3443434
Time to get out of dodge.
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>>3443436
No time for a reaction image.
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>>3443446
RIP
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>>3443436
Aaaaaaaaaaaa
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>>3443436
Get the fuck out of there Rou!
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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3443457
Let’s actually roll this time.
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>>3443446
>65
>Writing... ... ...
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>>3443436
Craig_Armstrong-Escape.mp3
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>>3443480

Pedaling myself backward, I bump into Mary who hurries to block the room's door. "Kid, I ain't going to be rowdy. You owe me as much as I owe you. Just tell us -- well, her -- before things turn into a gruesome direction."

"Not that I have anything to say about it!" announced Kitasawa. The collared girl jumps towards me; I don't know what she's planning, but it undeniably involves Hanami's wrath or Mom.

Impulsively, I duck, Red missing me by a long shot as I scamper to a window with a crashing momentum. Sis tries to detain my being, and she succeeds, slamming me into her huge knockers to purposely asphyxiate for a change.

One second passes. Two seconds, five, three, then minutes.

Gasping for air, I find myself in the misty glen again. The knights aren't here, but I'm at the exact spot where I have left to my original world.

> Stay where you are.
> Wander around.
> (another option)
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>>3443480
>65
Looks like we're going back to see the knights.
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>>3443524
>Wander around.
I wonder how many brain cells we've lost so far...
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>>3443524
> Wander around.
Let's get back to searching for Uncle.
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>>3443524
>Start jogging forward in any direction and call out for uncle, say something he'd recognize
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>>3443524
>wander around
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>>3443524
>> Stay where you are
lets hang out for a change
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>>3443524
> Wander around.
>”Uncle!”

Can we stay here please.
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>Writing... ... ...
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>>3443524
Dead already ? We might as well look for king kai to teach us the kaioken
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>>3443602

A sigh of exasperation is let out from my dry mouth. If only things went somewhere else; especially with Hanami. I won't perceive what'll happen to me till the moment I fade from this world. And the thought of what she will do does startle my heart. Will she rape me again? Or worse? What Kitasawa says throughout my trip can manipulate the results of my waking.

"Better get acquainted with this place if I'll be going here frequently..." speaking to myself. I arise from the grass, jogging through the woody valley in an effort to find my uncle. What Mom said was very well a joke, but it gives me something to seek and keeps my mind from perilous psyche-created forms. "Uncle! You here? Uncle!" I wasn't looking in front of me, as I come in contact with another human: a boy. I help him up, saying that I'm sorry. "That won't leave any marks," I muttered to him, a thumbs-up for the lack of scratching.

Senses gathered, the boy steps away from me. "Who are you, Mister?"

"Me...?" Mulling my pleasantry, I introduce myself as Mister Wolf. "Yours?" wanting his name too.

"Alexander Comme." Fear is about his whims, careful of who he's with presently. And I'd be like that as well if I was younger; although, I am not. I'm a man who'll mend himself into a better, stronger, faster, smarter man. Subsequent to the event I endured, I wish for heightened skills that'll save me from an angered mate, and, or mate.

I convince Alexander to sit with me under a tree, the two of us watching the endless fog go by. He narrates a story that his father told him when he was little; the boy being around twelve years of age.

The parent is an officer, and still is-- out somewhere from where his village is, managing a fort. " 'I command the troops to march after the horses,' Papa said. 'And when I got there, the intruder in the territory was an odd-clothed boy who was calling for his Uncle. He was taller than I or the horses, fearless against the eleven riders' glaives. Whenever he spoke -- which was once,' he guessed, 'sharp teeth would be unhid. At the end of his fingers, claws.' " Alexander recites his father's tale. A story that can be put together effortlessly if you aren't too mentally damaged. " '... As we walked through the mist, one of the cavalrymen alerted me of the boy. He was disappearing, becoming one with the mist itself! The rest of the soldiers stirred, astonished, petrified, and intrigued at the same time by the phantom. And before long, the boy was gone, as if he never was there in the first place.' What do you think, Mister Wolf? Papa's a good storyteller. Mama even said that he could be a writer if he chooses to be so."

> "It's a pretty cool story. The characterization is iffy at parts, but it's a nice campfire tale."
> "What if I told you that ghost is stalking us right now? I saw something in the distance; the reason I ran."
> Bare your teeth.
> Keep quiet and smile.
> (another option)
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>>3443664
> "It's a pretty cool story. The characterization is iffy at parts, but it's a nice campfire tale."
no bully
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>>3443664
>"It's a pretty cool story. The characterization is iffy at parts, but it's a nice campfire tale."
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>>3443664
> "It's a pretty cool story. The characterization is iffy at parts, but it's a nice campfire tale."
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>>3443664
>> "It's a pretty cool story. The characterization is iffy at parts, but it's a nice campfire tale."


also oh boy you guys got up to hell during my nap. thank god for our Grimms enhanced lungs, or im pretty sure we would actually be dead by now.

we probably should've said something along the lines of 'you all knew what activities i got up to and was interested in, aswell as my lack of exclusivity. honestly the fact you're all surprised im a degenerate is whats surprising me.'
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>>3443664
> "It's a pretty cool story. The characterization is iffy at parts, but it's a nice campfire tale."
>Spin your own tale about a mother who lynchrd her child for being disobident and now wanders the woods as a ghost looking for the ghost of his uncle to guide him into the afterlife
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>>3443664
>>3443685
Ooh, this is good. Changing my vote to this.
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>>3443682
Except hanami doesn't know about our peeping pics and I think we said we didn't like the others (something along those lines)
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>>3443735
regardless, she still saw some pretty spicy pictures and we still said it was a thing we were into. not liking someones doesn't mean you dont bend them over a table and call them honeybuns.
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>>3443743
Yeah, but still probably not what she thought
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>>3443784
im just saying its more solid ground to stand on than trying to run away is. we cant control her naivety at thinking we took pictures like what Goldy and Red got up to and never had thoughts on joining in, but that doesn't mean its reality. at that point its on her not us. er, in the sense shes the one being delusional about the implications, we still are 'at fault' for indulging ourselves, its just a matter of if we feel they should be shocked or not.
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>Writing... ... ...
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>>3443803

"It's a pretty cool story. The characterization is iffy at parts, but a campfire tale to tell. Why don't I share one myself?" Alexander shuffles closer to my front, crossing his legs to listen attentively. "Are you disobedient at times?"

Alexander refutes. "I do what Mama or Papa tells me to do. My grandfather even said that I'm like a soldier already!" chuckling.

"That's good. Sons need to be obedient to their parents for their own well-being. But do you know what happened to the son who didn't?" I said, by which the twelve-year-old doesn't foresee. I saddle myself to comfort my tush, spinning my own tale. "There once was a young man named Tairou. He was a looker and would cut timber for his mother; within the forest where their house lived. Now, his mother is a loving woman, but is crazy and insane. So it is his duty to aid her. Obligatory -- or even farther than that -- to follow her words.
"One day, Tairou's mother tells him to come back before nightfall. He promises to, going to town to trade his wood. However, because of his looks and how the young are, he is seduced by four women. They bring him to a brothel, 'entertaining' him in ways unimaginable... Remembering his promise, Tairou hurried to his mother. He arrives to find that she has mysteriously died. The loss gave him as much fear as it did in grief. 'How did she pass?' he wondered. 'After one night...?'

Intruding on the atmosphere, Alexander motivates me to go on with the story. "What happened next?"

"I'm getting there," wagging a finger, writing it into the soil next. "Later on that night, Tairou couldn't sleep. The branches that knocked on the window gave him a scare, and owls frightened him. Then, a call from his door. He didn't dare to open it. He didn't dare one bit. And to distract himself, he steers his head from the door and shivered in his blankets. Beneath his veil, the entrance to his room suddenly opens with a creak. A person is walking around his bed, holding something with thin fingers. By curiosity's will, he peeks from under the sheet, witnessing his late mother.
"She screams at him, putting terror into his soul as she wrapped a noose around his neck. He couldn't fight back, as he has already been suspended into the air. 'Forgive me!' he begged. 'Please, forgive!' 'Find your Uncle who did this to me! Then you'll pass!' his mother advised sternly...
"In the morning, when the townspeople came to Tairou's house, they find him dead in his bed. In his sleep, he couldn't breathe, leading them to reckon that it was misfortune. Unbeknownst to them, his spirit wanders through the forest, looking for his uncle to escape limbo."

A light-headed feeling hits. Looking to my finger that draws into the ground, I see that I'm fading away. Alexander's eyes become wide, unable to believe this 'coincidence.' "You are?!" he chimed, aghast.

> Just smile.
> "I hope I can see you again."
> Tap his forehead to pretend to be spooky.
> (another option)
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>>3443844
>> "I hope I can see you again."
>> Tap his forehead to pretend to be spooky.
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>>3443844
> Just smile.
> "Remember Alexander, think with your head, not your other head! Not your other heaaaaaaaadddddd!..."
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>>3443844
> Just smile.
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>>3443844
> Just smile.
> "Remember, kid, pick a girl and stick with her. Don't go fooling around on the side. I hope we meet again next time."
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>>3443844
> Just smile.
> Tap his forehead to pretend to be spooky.
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>>3443844
> "All good stories have a moral. Remember that."
> "Let's hope we won't see each other again."

Imagine if a doctor told you that he'd be looking forward to your next visit. Do you want me to get wick or what?
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>>3443844
> Just smile.
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>>3443981
Well that depends, am i seeing the doctor for a regular yearly checkup or cause something is actually wrong?
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>>3444222
Thise here is hardly the case of a regular occurence.

And even then, ya don't wish for em to come back if it's yearly, monthly, even weakly.
...
God I hope this won't turn into a regular occurence...
But then again, we could probably waifu someone on the other side, so there's that thought.
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During his shock, I lift my drawing finger to Alexander's forehead, tapping it. It didn't have any meaning. Just wanted to be spooky for the boy. "Remember, Kid. Pick a girl and stick with her. Don't go fooling around on the side, thinking with your opposite head. My stories aren't great, but good stories have morals in them. Teach yourself mine, though, I do not offer hints." Smiling, I take in Alexander's panicky comportment. The last deed to say goodbye, in spite of his scare, he grabs out to graze my skin. His pointer finger laid on my grin, reciprocating my tap for his own upon my fangs. I did not move, but as I dimmed, Alexander is eventually left by himself.

When my submission to earth has finalized, I come to behold a pertaining scene of all three women. Kitasawa is on the floor -- like I -- struggling to drag herself to one of the two crimson hoods. Hanami has the VN box that I used to store Red's real Grimm, uneducated why the collared girl creeps to the mythical textiles. Before she could grab either one, Mary seizes both capes. "W-Wait! No!" said Kitasawa.

"You can create stuff, no?" Mary asked towards Hanami. "I'll need a bundle of rope. A gag too."

Irresolute, my sister goes with the flow, giving the fox what she desired. Using her copies, Mary then ties up Kitasawa, throwing her into Sis' closet. "Isn't that wrong?" the sheep inquired.

"Sorta, but she'll have to take it down a notch if she's to come out again. Ultimately, Kitasawa's your responsibility from now on, so I'm just an advisor." From the miniature vault, my servant's beratement.

> Pretend to be unconscious still.
> Pick yourself up and make yourself known again.
> Try to escape Hanami's room for the second attempt.
> (another option)
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>>3444243
>"Im getting tired of passing out from asphyxiation, im kinky but not like that. What the hell happened while i was out that Red even knew where that was?!"
Redirect conversation from the topic of us, point fingers and blame others for Reds discovery to keep attention off the issue that is you.
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>>3444243
> Pick yourself up and make yourself known again.
> Go to onee boobylon and get 2 cold water bottle one for you to drink and one to your head
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>>3444257
This
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>>3444243
> Pick yourself up and make yourself known again.
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>>3444257
+1
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>>3444257
+1
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>>3444257
+1
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Anyone else want to make kita a pig, call me crazy but the thought of her tan skin and pig features with some plumpness preferably in the butt would make a excellent roasted pork
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>>3445266
Fuck off, fatfag.
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>>3444386

Fifth thread can be found right here!: >>3445322
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>>3445266
That's pretty weird.
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>>3445273
Not fat just a bubble butt I always like them on tomboy besides I wouldn't want to ruin kita' s tomboyness



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