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Thread: Saved from the streets. (Ryanmo97xFrogger)

Brooke Benson Age 17 Height 5 7 Weight 155 lbs Body Type Slim Silver, gold and every color in-between flew past, cars and trucks and vans alike not paying the teenager any mind. Brooke had gotten a few dollar bills earlier that morning , but otherwise shes been shit out of luck. Everyone is in a hurry to head on home at this point, which is perfectly fine. Whatever. Its not like shes in a big rush to go anywhere, right? A finger tapping on a bent knee, Brooke cast her gaze about, not really seeing anything or thinking anything, for that matter. Hi Dark brown were quick to glance up, to study the man approaching. Every instinct was telling Brooke to get up and run off, to do something, but something else kept her butt firmly planted where it is. Maybe its that weird, sympathetic look thats written all over his face? Hes handsome, shell admit that much but that doesnt mean squat. Hi, Brooke replied, lifting her head and meeting his gaze evenly. Her fingers curled into fists on either side of her hips. What do you want?
Thread: Saved from the streets. (Ryanmo97xFrogger)

Normally he would give the homeless he saw on the street 20 and go on his way. But, there was something about her he wanted to do more for her, I was wondering if you wanted to come home with me. You can get cleaned up, get a hot meal, and you can have a nice warm bed to sleep in... Ryan had to be crazy to offer to take this girl home, he didn't even know her. She could be a crazy meth head or something. So, what do you say?
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Max tipped the porter who unloaded the many bags off the luggage trolley. Outside was total chaos, but in here, at last, some peace and quiet. The room wasn't anything special, just your standard two-queen hotel room at the Marriott, but it had cost as much as a used car to get the room for a week. This was the hotness, right here. Host hotel, bitches! There was never more than five feet distance to a party full of drunken Klingons, and in one of the coolers she had enough liquor to hold off Robert Downey Junior. As the door shut, Max immediately stripped naked and dove onto the bed face-down, letting the cold AC blow across her sweaty back. The heat in Atlanta was always insane, even for short doses in the early morning. The press of bodies in the lobby and their collective heat didn't help things at all. She wasn't a very girly girl, but Max was proud of her sporty physique even if people joked that she looked like a boy most of the time. Now her girlfriend? That was another matter altogether. She sat up in bed, scratching herself in a most unbecoming fashion and yawning. Where was that little slut, anyway?
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

She ended up wondering off for a bit when they arrived at the hotel. Her partner, Max, usually took care of the the more important tasks. Her nature was very prone to...distractions. She had seen a cosplayer already and took off to get his her picture. She was only gone for five minutes but on turning around she noticed that Max, the car and the attendant where gone. Huh... she said to herself, returning to the front desk and able to find the room she was in. She opened the door and walked in. Sorry! I saw someone who was super cute! she said as she entered the main room, seeing Max's naked body on the bed. Her tight athletic body resting on the covers. She was the general opposite to her partner. More keen to the girly things. She was dressed in a pair of heels, bringing her height up to a might 5'2, Knee high socks, a tight pleased skirt that hugged her hips tightly and a batman t-shirt, cut a bit low to her small cleavage. A small golden necklace around her neck and a few bracelets hitting the phone in her hand.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Max's airheaded girlfriend finally wandered in, probably after a leisurely stroll and shaking her ass for attention. Everything about the pair was completely mismatched from their bodies and demeanors to their taste in comics. Freaking Batman, of all things. She sprung up from the bed and padded across the carpeted hotel room toward the door, winding up and punching her fist straight into her girlfriend's breast. She knew how badly it would hurt, especially given the number of cuts that were still red and swollen underneath the slutty Batman shirt. So you had to go wander off without permission again, huh? Let me see this cosplayers you felt the need to chase. They better be worth it.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Max moved with an unknown speed. She barley was able to comprehend that she was moving before she felt her fist, a common occurrence, hit her small chest. her eyes moving up from her phone and looked up at her face. her eyes closing as she fell back into the wall. The pain shooting not only from the hit but the still healing wounds on her body. Ahh... saying as she landed over coughing roughly. She held up her hand, her phone in it with the first picture viable on it. She managed to find a cute girl, not dressed as a character but a general cute inner Tokyo fashion.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Max snatched Deanna's phone away from her, swiping through the first few pictures not only to see this cute fashionista, but also to make sure she hadn't taken any other liberties. Satisfied that her girl was obeying her, to some extent at least, Max squatted down on her haunches beside her coughing lover. Seeing her on the floor like that, coughing and abused, got Max's engine running like nothing else and she bit her lower lip thinking of the things she wanted to do to this little bimbo over the course of the con. Her thoughts drifted back to the plastic drop cloths, tucked neatly in the corner of a suitcase and waiting to protect the room from all kinds of...evidence. Take your shirt off. Bra, too, Max ordered with a huff. Can't believe you wear this Batman stuff when you know I like Marvel better. Now come on, I wanna see what shape those giant tits of yours are in. Of course, at least some part of Max's mind knew that Deanna had a fairly small chest. But compared to Max, whose own breasts were like a pair of mosquito bites, all the other girls in the world might as well have had huge swinging oppai-boobs. The bigger the pair, the more she felt their owner ought to be punished for their existence.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

She ended up moving to her knees after a few moments of leaning back against the wall. Feeling her partner join her, her head still down and eyes closed. The sound of her phone's camera roll flipping through. Relived to hear Max's acceptance of her pictures. She found herself in a quite common subservient position as she looked up at Max ordering her to take off her shirt. She frowned a bit, mostly from casing Max to lose her cool, her eyes flickering with a bit of apology in them. Her hands moving down to the bottom of her t-shirt, easily pulling it off of her small body, her hair becoming messed a bit. The still fresh cuts visible from the sides of her bra, reaching behind her and unclasping it as it fell onto her lap.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Max smiled as her handiwork was revealed. She'd been cutting on Deanna for the past few weeks, steadily ramping up the intensity of her abuse. Now, the poor girl's flesh was mostly red and angry across the tender mounds where deep cuts criss-crossed in no particular pattern. Some of the newer wounds needed stitches to heal properly, but Max had forbidden Deanna any form of proper medical care so her abuse wouldn't be reported. Where she had just punched her girlfriend, one of the wounds had reopened and was bleeding, a little tunnel of blood slowly rolling down the side of the once pristine globe. Beautiful, Max breathed, leaning in close to lick up the crimson trickle. You always have the most delicious pain.. Not letting herself get too distracted with savoring Deanna's broken body, Max stood up and turned to the bed where an open suitcase lay, and she pulled out a bright white latex catsuit with a pattern familiar to any otaku. Strip the rest of the way and let's get you in your plug suit. There's a panel I want to hit in about an hour and I wanna make sure we have time to get you molested before then.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

She grunted and winced as she felt Max's tongue run up her skin. She had grown used to the constant throbbing pain, being abused by her for a long time. Her hands grabbing her knees in pain as she inhaled deeply. Looking up and watching her naked body walk away. Nodding as she commanded her to strip. She slowly stood up, slipping out of her tall heels, her height shrinking instantly. She didn't look at her, her eyes looking down at the corner of the bed. Her hands moving behind and grabbing the hem of her skirt and pulling it down over her large ass. Wincing a bit as she bent over, pulling her skirt down at the same time. Her bare holes being exposed to the air conditioned air. The cool air blowing over her naked skin, not enjoying it as much as Max, crossing her hands over each other.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Max stole a glance over her shoulder as Deanna finished stripping. The little bimbo was being all coy about undressing, even going so far as to partially cover herself with her hands. Well, fine. If she wanted to act demure and sexy, Max would show her where that led. Stop right there, she ordered, before Deanna had stood up straight again. Rounding behind the bent-over blonde, Max got down on her knees so that Deanna's pussy was at face level. Pull yourself wide open for me. I'm going to enjoy you a bit before I let you get dressed.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Her heart jumped as she heard Max tell her to stop. Not knowing if she did anything wrong, her eyes opening widely. Fortunately for her, at least for the moment, nothing was coming at her at a high speeds. Hearing her orders she spread her legs a bit, feeling her kneeling behind her. Her hands reaching down and pulling herself apart, revealing her slightly went lips.
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

The sight of Deanna's open pussy was very familiar, and Max had spent many long hours with her face pressed into its folds. There was a tiny bit of dewy wetness, but Max was happy to see that it was still mostly dry. She enjoyed going in before the organ was ready, knowing that her invading fingers would cause more discomfort than pleasure from lack of lubrication. The musky sweet scent of cunt wafted from within the humid crevice, filling Max's head with all kinds of impure thoughts. She pushed her middle three fingers roughly into the ruffled hole at the center of the pink flower, shoving them in up to the knuckle and not caring if she scratched the delicate walls on the way in. New rule, she mused, working her pinkie finger in as well. No bathing for the duration of the con. You're going to get messy this weekend, and I want you to stay that way for me. If someone cums on you, and believe me they will, you wear it as a badge of honor on your clothes and on your body. You got that?
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

The sensation of pain and pleasure had become mixed ever since she started to go out with Max. She felt her fingers push into her lips, her body jerking a bit, going up onto her toes for a few moments. Her body starting to react to the stimulation even though moments earlier she was being hit. Her body seemingly disconnected from her mind. A soft moan coming out of her mouth as she felt her three fingers jam in. Ah... she winced I..understand...
Thread: Con-Voluted Paradise (Squishypink x Matsekkusu)

Max smiled at the instant obedience this girl's mind had taken some work but eventually she broke. Good girl, she whispered, and here's your reward. She quickly shifted the thumb of the hand that was knuckle-deep inside her lover, aligning it along her palm so she could slide it in as well, she changed the arrangement of her fingers, pulling out slightly so that she could ball them up into a fist, a fist that she punched hard and rough through the tiny pink ring of Deanna's pussy. Max grabbed one of Deanna's wrists to help hold her in place while she shoved her fist all the way through to the squishy knot of her cervix, stretching the innermost wall of Deanna's sex further inward and shifting her womb up into her guts. A thin, bright drizzle of blood oozed out around Max's wrist, evidence of the damage being done to Deanna's insides. As quickly and rudely as the fisting had begun, it ended. Max abruptly pulled her hand out of Deanna's body amid a brief spritz of crimson that stained the girl's creamy white thighs, then held it up so she could lick the blood and pussy juices from her palm. God damn, if I didn't have a panel I wanted to go see, I'd stay in this room and beat the living shit out of you. Now get that suit on and don't forget your wig. Last thing we need is a blonde Rei like some fake geek just looking for attention. Max didn't bother helping Deanna or checking if she was okay that was kind of the point, after all, that she not be okay. Instead she shimmied into her own skintight red latex costume, her boyish body failing to fill out all the curves like most girls. A zipper ran down the crotch of the suit and underneath for easy access, just like on the Rei suit, and Max made sure to cinch the material in extra tight around the cleft of her camel toe to show the world that she was open for business. The chest was stuffed with a couple of silicone B-cup fakes so that she could live out the fantasy of actually having tits for a change. Looking down and seeing them made her instantly jealous again, and she looked crossly at Deanna to see if the big-titted slut had finished getting dressed.
Thread: Missed Connection (HeyThereLittleBear and dmm4kes)

Keith was going crazy. It'd been almost a year since the first time he'd visited the little shanty of a diner. In that time, he'd frequented the place visited at least once a week. He'd even dragged a couple of his guy friends to the place half to brag on the food but half to gloat about the goddess who worked there. Kimberly -- Lee, to Keith -- was a gorgeous young woman putting herself through school. He didn't often talk to her about anything of substance, but when he did, the skinny, short-haired blonde man with piercing blue eyes often probed to learn more about her rather than talking about himself. For her part, Lee knew that the man had worn a wedding ring his first several months in the restaurant. More recently, he wasn't wearing that ring. It was only after one particularly stressful day -- and after a long, hard night of drinking -- that the man found himself hunched over his laptop. It sat upon the coffee table in his living room whilst the television blared a football game into the empty living room of his three-bedroom house. Keith was browsing Craigslist, and on a whim, he decided it was time to make a post. You're the goddess of a waitress that brings me a breakfast burger, sweet potato fries, and a beer of the day every time I show up. You don't know it, but you're fucking amazing and underappreciated. I can't imagine there's not a guy in your life, but if there isn't -- or if there is and he sucks -- you should reach out. I'll make you a very happy woman. Sincerely, Infatuated It was on a whim that Keith hit 'post', and then he headed to bed, checking his phone every so often but eventually falling asleep.
Thread: Missed Connection (HeyThereLittleBear and dmm4kes)

Keith smirked in his usual manner, trying to keep his composure and some semblance of cool. After all, it could very well have been that someone else had mistaken the post as being pertaining to them. There had never been a great deal of variance in Lee's personable friendliness or her attentive service. Even when he tried to be a little bold -- to hold her eyes a little longer than he would on a normal day as if to ask a silent question -- he couldn't find anything to suggest that anything was out of the ordinary. His head twisted as she walked away, unable to resist lazing down the delectable curve of her waist into the wider swells of her hips and backside. The outfits at this place were not raunchy or even without taste, but they were certainly meant to flatter girls with a figure like hers. Special day or not, however, the man wouldn't let himself stare for long no use being labeled a pervert in the likely event that this was all in his head. When Lee returned, Keith tried to pretend as though he hadn't seen her coming. Through hawkish eyes that once again matched hers and held on for a little longer than normal, he mouthed an unspoken thank you , but then when she should've turned to walk away, he was surprised that she stayed. There was a sudden vulnerability in Lee's eyes. She'd gone out on a limb, and in the moment that she asked if she could join, Keith felt as though his heart might very well burst. There was a moment where it pounded, beating furiously as the realization set in He'd actually gotten her attention with that shot in the dark. I-ahhh, Lifting the beer and holding it aloft without taking his first sip, Keith shot a glance to the empty booth seat across from im. Of course not. Sit down, He gestured by tilting the beer, then taking a pause. Can I buy you something to eat? Or a drink maybe? They probably don't let you do that while you're working, huh? Keith raised a brow. His mind raced ahead in an effort to collect his thoughts. He'd fantasized about this kind of an opportunity. After all, she'd read his message. She's responded. Now she was climbing into the booth across from him, and he was not going to ruin, squander, or overthink it. I can't believe that worked, he went out on a limb, confessing his identity with a small but confident smirk and a collected, quiet tone. But I do find it pretty hard to believe there's not a guy in your life, Keith added on. For the moment, he committed to being direct, looking Lee in the eyes and studying her features with vivid and deliberate interest.
Thread: Missed Connection (HeyThereLittleBear and dmm4kes)

Lee was second guessing herself the moment the question left her lips but the silence that hung between them after it had the answer that she wanted to know. His eyes told her that he was as shocked as she that the random shot in the dark had worked, so amazing that in all of the nights that her friend could have gotten bored enough to browse the craigslist ads that she would stumble upon the one ad that was meant for Lee. It was a bit awkward to say the least that she didnt know quite what to say, mostly because she wasnt even sure what had driven her to respond to the ad in the first place but also because this was as close to a date as she had been in likely years. Lee wasnt lacking in the department of looks, but when it came to free time, there was little and she hadnt cared to add in the complications of man hunting as her friend had so delicately put it in their much younger days of being pre-teens. Lee had enough on her plate without thinking about trying to find someone that wouldnt make her into a headline story on the six oclock news. Keith seemed like he was decent enough, though. He had been a regular customer that shed been able to keep up short conversations with in the past and though they hadnt talked about a whole horrible lot in their time together, she knew that he wasnt mentally unstable enough to gut her in the parking lot or anything horrid like that. He was even polite enough to offer to buy her food. Oh, no thank you. She nodded her head towards the owner, who was engaged with another regular customer over a cup of lukewarm coffee, the mans face well lined with wrinkles and wiry dark grey hair that ringed his balding head, Old James actually feeds us all lunch most days. Hes a good employer, and treats us girls right. She brushed some stray hair from her face and fiddled with her hands in her lap, feeling a bit silly. He broke the silence again, commenting on what she had been dimly thinking of. It had really been a total shot in the dark for them to find each other, and even more so that she had responded. She was still struck by his words and the sincerity shed read in them. I, uh, She felt like a teenager again, though she knew that she was long beyond the years of being shy and meek, Did you really mean what you put up there? She asked, forcing herself to pull her hands out of her lap and set them on the table. She took the moment as an opportunity to glance at his hands, searching for the ring that had been there week before. She didnt know when hed taken it off, but it wasnt there anymore and the line of where it had been was fading. He hadnt worn it in a while. She moved her eyes from his hands to his eyes, I dont date much, yknow. Im always here. Lee shrugged, then smiled just a bit, I guess you could say I date the diner.
Thread: Missed Connection (HeyThereLittleBear and dmm4kes)

I can tell. Keith's eyes withdrew reluctantly from Lee, drifting across the counter toward James, the owner. He was a pleasant enough man. Keith had, of course, very limited occasions on which he'd dealt with the guy, but he never got the sense that his employees were overly stressed or not well cared for. He couldn't imagine the complexities of keeping a business like this afloat, but he could appreciate good, consistent food and outstanding service. There was silence, yet it was not awkward. In a normal situation, this would've completely unraveled any semblance of composure in Keith. Today he felt something surprisingly calm within him. Lee was sitting across from him, and as they crept into territory that should've even further unraveled, he could find only confidence. No matter the minutiae, she had responded to an ad he'd reread two dozen times by now. There was little to read between the lines, yet here she was. I did, Keith confirmed with a single nod of the head. A full but neatly trimmed and relatively short beard of a rusty, brownish-red hue rounded the man's otherwise squared chin and jaw. His eyes did not drift from hers, content but most certainly alive with excitement. He felt giddy inside, but she'd never see it beyond a telling but tiny spark in his stare. I was kinda drunk. Keith made the confession with a smirk and a snicker, shaking his head slowly but still refusing to take his eyes off of Lee. That's the reason I actually wrote it, but it has nothing to do with what I wrote. His smile swelled into a small grin, and then his gaze fell down to her small hands upon the table long enough to admire the lack of jewelry. We've gotta do something about the dating thing. This place is great, but you've gotta change it up a little bit. Right? With an arched brow and another glance to old James, Keith took the next step. His arms unfolded, and while the right fell into his lap, the left -- the one missing that ring -- slipped out. His touch was warm, and his palm was roughed just a little as it crept across the silk of the back of Lee's hand. He was never this bold, but today -- and this coincidence in general -- served as a sort of sign for him. Slowly, his fingers crept in to cover the entirety of her hand, and he gave a small squeeze. How about we do dinner someplace? Maybe a movie, too. But what if she had homework? Other obligations? The considerations did run through Keith's mind, but he kept them back in favor of trying to maintain control of their exchange to some degree.