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Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
Alright, /d/. I wrote you something. I decided since you didn't like OpenOffice's format, I'd just post it straight. It's got a lot of crazy shit, so, I hope you enjoy it!
Also, I don't think I'm gonna post pics with everything, and no, I do not have sauce.
>> Anonymous
proceed
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
All day long she couldn't get the thought of sex out of her head. She was incredibly aroused, and the entire day the warmth from the shots hadn't left her. She could feel it everywhere. She moved to her armchair, dropping her belongings by the door. She situated herself comfortably, biting her lower lip. She hadn't done this in a while, but she felt like she would burst without some release.

She pulled her skirt up a bit, licking her lips slowly, relishing the sensations she was already feeling. She rubbed her thigh, enjoying the sensation before happily moving her hand to her steaming pussy, pushing her fingers against soaked fabric of her panties. She hastily pulled them to the side, her fingers stroking the lips at the entrance. It felt amazing, she thought, and also... different. She began with one finger, ever so slowly to start. It was tight inside, in fact... she was having a hard time getting her finger out. She did, but it took a considerable amount of effort to extract her finger without feeling like she was pulling her cunt inside out. She was baffled. She'd never felt like that before. She rubbed her fingers together slowly; the juices on them were very sticky and thick. Her desperate need pushing all other thoughts out of her head, she continued to frig herself to orgasm, her chest heaving as she came to a close. “Heaving?” she thought, surprised. She'd never had such a trouble before...
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
Once again pushing the oddities from her mind, she stood, her legs a bit weak, and walked to her purse by the door. She opened it and took the bottles the doctor had given her, examining them. They were morning and night pills. She opened the night bottle, and examined a pill. It was small, pink and triangular. There were no markings or symbols on it at all.
She shrugged off her curiosity about the pill, trusting the doctor, and took it with some water, and then she decided to rest. She entered her room and began to change out of her clothes. That's when she noticed something very odd. Her bra was wet.
She removed it, baffled. She knew her previous endeavor probably made her sweat, but this was certainly more than a little sweat would have done. She was nervous, now. What had that doctor done to her? She changed into her pink flannel pajamas and crawled into her bed, a little worried about what was happening to her. Despite her deepening anxiety, sleep eventually overtook her.
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
Whitney woke screaming. The front of her pajamas, her sheets, her blanket: all were soaked in a massive splotch around her chest. Her breasts ached, as if they'd been soaking in this fluid long enough to damage the delicate skin. What on earth was happening? She jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom mirror, nearly ripping the buttons off the shirt. Her breasts were definitely larger. Not too much, but it was significant enough that she noticed. Moreover, now that she was startled awake, she realized the warmth still had not left her. In fact, she felt like she was on fire, her whole body. She fell to her knees, knowing what she had to do to quell the flame. She stuffed her hand down the front of her pants, frantically rubbing her clitoris, but it wasn't enough. She moved her fingers down, forcing three into her cunt. The extreme tightness from the night before had remained, but now her fingers filled her like a dream. She began to mindlessly masturbate on the floor of the bathroom, all other thoughts leaving her. Her fingers carefully and quickly moved and tickled all the right areas as her other hand moved to caress her breast as she fell on her side, moaning. She noticed that the hand massaging her tit was getting progressively wetter as she continued, and looked at it. A white fluid was dribbling down her fingers: Milk. She smiled a bit and began to slowly knead her breast, pinching her nipple gently to cause a small stream of milk to trickle from it. It felt amazing. She was losing herself to her hands, and the bathroom seemed to fade away...
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
It all came back suddenly as she came, a gush of orgasmic fluids from her fondled flower and a burst of milk. She lay, panting, her mind slowly coming back to reality. After moment, she stood, showered and dressed, all rather quickly. She was afraid that if she didn't keep moving, then something like that might happen again. She spotted the bottles on the counter as she came out of her room.

Whitney was curious. What was in these pills that made her do such things? She wanted that money and, although she did like feeling good, she was afraid she might go into an uncontrollable masturbating fit again. She grabbed the morning pills, eyed them angrily for a moment, and took one.
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
For what seemed like a week to her, Whitney stayed in the room, taking fucking after fucking and being pumped in and out with gallons of semen. She got untied, was retied, whipped a few times and found out that she liked vinaigrette on her salads. She say in the room, panting, dripping with her sweat, his sweat and someone else's for sure. She got up on her knees, and tried to stand, only to fall. Her knees were weak and shaking hard. She coughed, and immediately regretted it as the salty taste of semen drowned out the early morning dragonmouth. She crawled to the door, slowly and painfully. She readed for the knob, and the door opened, causing her to fall flat on her face. She attempted to look up, but was pleased enough that whoever it was was wearing real shoes, not slippers or nothing at all. Hopefully the rest would be in something decent, and she could take a breather. She slowly got back up and looked up. It was a man in casual clothes. Black cargo pants, a shirt with a sarcastic saying on it and hios hands in his pockets, for a moment. He held a hand out to her and assisted her. Whitney took his help as he took her out of the room. “Are you taking me away from here?” She asked, getting a good look at his face now. He probably should've considered shaving before going out, face and maybe a trim and his eyes were a vivid hazel that matched his hair. “Yeah. I am.” He said, setting her in a chair.
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
“I'll see you in a few minutes, they're gonna clean you up.” He said, patting her cheek carefully and leaving out a door.. Two attendants with latex gloves came and took her to a room where she was cleaned, head to foot, in and out. After the cleaning, she was given a bathrobe and ushered out of the room and hall. She was in the waiting room she saw before, the only person in it besides her was the young man. He stood and walked to her, smiling. He put a ahnd on her shoulder and pushed her slowly against the wall. His other hand reached down and under the bathrobe where he took hold of Whitney's cock.
“We're gonna have some fun with this thing...”

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That's all for part one, folks.
>> Anonymous
Changing a character's name doesn't make it your writing. This is despicable, go back to /v/, now.
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
>>1092007
Excuse me? I wrote this myself.
>> Anonymous
brb fappan
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
So, any critique?
I'm writing part two, it's gonna have some similar themes, and goo girl!
>> Anonymous
Are you the guy who wrote Strike Witches copypasta on /a/?
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
>>1092023
No, I don't write copypasta.

But I do like the heron one.
>> Anonymous
I always uploaded my fiction as TXT files, but RTF is nice too.
>> MeGotRice !pGt6/pVDLk
Reminded me of Elfen Lied kinda

I didn't ejaculate though >: [
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
>>1092255
Sorry. >:
>> Anonymous
i liked it, but i was a bit confused at who exactly had cocks and who didnt.
>> Jumpluff @ Delicious Pink Ribbon !a34R3NA1a.
>>1092285
I know, I had an editor, but... Eh...