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MonsterInNeed · 13 Feb 2023 -
My sexy roomate, Deborah, seems convinced that she is meant to be my sex slave after getting shot by a bit of static. Maybe a visit to the doctor ought to fix that?
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"What the hell are you watching?" You ask your roommate, Deborah, sprawled out on the couch eating cereal. She's wearing nothing but her bra and panties and is absolutely glued to some trash reality show about fat women fighting each other for money.
"I like it." she says without taking her eyes off of the screen.
You stare at her and have to shake your head to bring yourself back to reality. When you first moved into this apartment six months ago, replacing her previous roommate, you thought it was nice sharing a place with a hot girl like Deborah. But now you are just frustrated by the whole ordeal. Sexually frustrated.
To say that Deborah is hot would be an understatement. She has short but stylish brown hair and big green eyes, pale skin, plump lips, large bouncy tits, slim waist, tight ass, and long legs. If only she wasn't such an asshole...
"You know..." You tell her as you push some of her dirty clothes off the couch and sit next to her "If you keep spending your days sitting on your ass watching that kind of crap your brain is going to end up melting out of your ears."
"Hmmm that sounds delicious," she giggles, still not taking her eyes off the TV. "And if you keep watching porn all day your cock will fall off!"
You move your hand to push her, playfully, but as soon as it makes contact with the side of her hip you both get zapped with a bolt of electricity causing you to cry out in pain.
"Ouch!" Deborah yells pulling away from you. "That hurt! What was that?"
You rub your hand where it felt like it got shocked and inspect it. "Some static charge maybe? Sorry about that."
As you look up towards your roommate, you realize she's now staring at you with a confused expression on her face.
"What?" You ask her, unsure what's wrong. "I said sorry, didn't I?"
"What the fuck..." She whispers looking down at your crotch and then back up again at you, "Did you do that on purpose?"
"What? Shock you?"
"Turn me into your sex slave." She tells you with a raised eyebrow.
You smirk, "Very funny, Debby."
She narrows her eyes at you as if trying to determine whether or not to believe you. "No, seriously though, did you?"
"Turn you …
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They come out with more gold than any of them have ever seen. Agnes comes out a little different.
She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
Aldous was an alchemist once. And after relentless experiments he's now a colony of slugs who can wear anyone he likes, and he's decided Colm is the closest thing he has to a friend. He's promised to let his hosts keep control most of the time.
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The clerk counted my pay out one coin at a time, slowly, like each one hurt her personally.
“Eleven copper,” she said.
“The posting said fifteen.”
“The farmer docked you four. For the hat.”
“The goat ate my hat.”
“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
The farmer told us she was a very special goat. He made us walk ten steps behind her the whole way so she wouldn't get nervous. She was not nervous. She ate my hat, and then, apparently, she charged me for it.
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