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>Be son of Cadence and Shining Armor No Flurry Heart
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>You really don’t want to go with them on some trip that was sprung on you at the last moment.
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>They agree that since it’s such short notice, they’re giving you the option to stay home.
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>The caveat being that your aunt is coming over to watch over you while they’re away to make sure that you don’t get into trouble.
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>Alright, whatever. Aunt Twi was always kinda chill anyways so you shrug in agreement and take off for your bedroom until she comes over.
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>A couple hours later, you’re called by your mom.
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>“Anon! Aunt Twilight is here!”
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>Getting up from reading the latest young adult novel to catch your eye, you slowly make your way down the hall to greet her.
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>It’s been a few years since you’ve last seen her, but you remember staying up late to watch some movies that weren’t particularly for your age group while Twilight kinda coddled you with popcorn and drinks.
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>She also spent multiple late nights up with you playing video games and having a blast.
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>That was a good summer.
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>”Anon!”
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>You’re suddenly half tackled as your aunt rushes to hug you.
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>Being enveloped in your aunt’s embrace would normally have you struggling to get away.
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>However, you’ve grown up quite a bit, and notice that she has too despite only being a few years older since you last saw her.
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>You take notice that she’s grown much more “voluptuous” since you last saw her.
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>”Ahem!”
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>Dad is clearly calling for attention, so you break the hug and go talk to him.
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>”Anon, I know you’re getting older, so your mother and I have made a deal. If you behave yourself this week while we’re gone, we won’t force a babysitter on you anymore.”
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>Twilight looks almost saddened overhearing this.
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“Ok, dad. I’ll do my best.”
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>Your fake smile doesn’t seem very convincing, but mom is starting to rush them out the door.
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>”Twilight, I’ve given you money for the week in case you guys want to go out to eat or go and do something.”
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>Your mom points to the kitchen counter where a small envelope lays, right next to the fridge.
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>”Alright, I’ll keep you updated if anything happens!”
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>With that, your mother and father have left and silence permeates throughout the house.
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“Alright, I’m going back to my room.”
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>”Wait, Anon. Come hang out with me, we haven’t seen each other in so long!”
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>Turning around, you spot Twilight already plopped down on the futon.
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>You *would* like to have a chat with her, but with how she’s built, you’re not entirely sure where to exactly point your eyes.
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>Bracing for the worst, you sit down next to Twilight, twiddling your thumbs in awkward silence.
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>Be Twilight Sparkle
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>Your brother has called upon you to babysit Anon while they go on a trip.
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>Things used to be so good with you and Anon when you last saw him a few years ago.
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>You thought that sitting down on the couch would get him to spill the deets.
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>Now it feels like he’s actively avoiding talking to you.
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>Looking at the clock, it’s getting late.
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“Have you eaten dinner yet?”
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>Anon, eyes down, replies no.
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>You get up to check how much money Cadence left you.
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>Unfolding the yellow envelope, you discover 500 bucks of fun money to do whatever with.
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>500 bucks? Holy shit, that’ll last you a good while.
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“Hey Anon! Since your mom left us some money, want to get some pizza?”
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>That seems to perk him up a bit as he graciously accepts.
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>You order the pizza, making sure to get the breadsticks to go along with the pizza.
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“I’m gonna go put my stuff away while the pizza gets here.”
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>You throw the nearby TV remote to Anon.
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“Why don’t you pick something out while we wait?”
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>Walking down the hall with your suitcase that’s just been chilling in the entrance, you enter the master bedroom that Cadence said you could use before you arrived.
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>Be Anon.
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>Turning the TV on, you change it to some local station with some 90s sitcom playing.
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>Making sure a few seconds have passed, you slowly get up.
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>Heart beating out your chest, you slowly creep up to your parents bedroom where your aunt is unpacking.
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>Peeking through the crack in the door, you see her undressing.
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>In nothing but her panties, she bends over to dig through her suitcase, showing off her perfectly shaped ass.
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>Feeling the bulge growing in your gym shorts, you decide to retreat for the time being before you do something you might regret.
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>A short time later, Twilight walks into the living room wearing some suspiciously short shorts and a pretty wide tank top that doesn’t leave much to the imagination.
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>In her hand, she holds a brown bag which she deposits the contents of in the fridge.
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>After throwing the bag away, she rendezvous with you in the living room.
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>”Hey kiddo. Find anything good?”
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>How nonchalant she is about her clothing seems to throw you off, so you try to focus all your attention on the TV.
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“Not really, but this is something I don’t hate watching so I just kinda left it on for background noise.”
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>”I see. Toss me the remote?”
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“Go for it.”
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>After some TV guide scanning, she finds something in there and lights up.
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>”Oh my god, dude. Are you ready for one of the best movies of all time?”
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“Sure?”
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>Flipping through the channels, she stops when she hits a channel that’s usually used for old movie reruns.
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>You hear a certain line, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”
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>”Oh sick, we caught the beginning of it too!”
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>As if on cue, the doorbell rings.
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>”I got it!”
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>Taking a quick break from the movie, you admire her wide hips swaying from side to side.
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>Realizing that you're sexualizing your aunt of all people, you jostle yourself and put your mind on the movie in front of you.
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>Damn that pizza smells good though.
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>You hear Twilight opening cupboards in the kitchen looking for plates.
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“Do you need any help?”
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>”No, I got it!”
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>You look through the little kitchen window separating the living and kitchen, and above the stove, you see Twilight digging through those cupboards.
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>She must be on her tippy toes because she looks like she’s having trouble reaching that high.
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>It *does* give you a good view of her boobs though.
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>You imagine what it would feel like to rest your head in those pillowy-looking love mounds.
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>Again, you mentally slap yourself.
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“Come on brain, you can stop this now,” you whisper to yourself.
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>Be Twilight again
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>Ever since you’ve been here, you’ve noticed Anon staring daggers at you.
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>Mainly, at your more “developed” areas.
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>You know you’ve had a pretty big butt, but some of your friends have noticed that since you decided to stop going to the gym, it’s gotten bigger.
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>Whatever, it’s not their problem with what you do or decide not to do with your body.
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>You have to wonder though, with Anon staring, is he also saying you need to lose weight?
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>Again, whatever. You’ve got something to pass the time so he won’t be focused how big you’ve gotten.
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>Be Anon, surprisingly.
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>About a minute passes while Twilight gets the food ready.
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>A plate of pizza suddenly lands in front of you.
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>”Sorry about the wait, had to find the plates.”
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“Thanks, aunt Twi.”
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>”Where are we at in the movie?”
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>The TV flashes back and forth in between a phone call, with one person saying, “Pardon my French, but you’re an asshole!”
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>”Oh good, I haven’t missed too much.”
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“So you like this movie?”
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>”Seen it dozens of times, and I have not even come close to getting bored with it.”
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“You’re such a nerd.”
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>”Oh, be quiet.” She ruffles your hair and giggles.
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>Movie night is going great until she asks you to mute the TV.
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>”Hey, I’ve got a little surprise for you. I’ll be right back.”
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>As soon as she enters the kitchen, she exits with a bottle of vodka and some small glasses.
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“Holy shit…”
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>”Have you had your first drink yet?”
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“N-no, I haven’t.”
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>”Ah, that’s no fun. You want some? I won’t tell your dad if you won’t.”
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>Being the type to give in to pressure from family, you nervously accept.
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>She then pours you half of the glass and fills half of hers.
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>”This is the good stuff too. It’s raspberry flavored. And I know this is your first drink, but to really feel it, you just gotta slam as much of it as you can.”
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“Uh, ok.”
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>Twilight holds her glass up for yours to meet.
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>Those weird thoughts of your aunt feel like decades ago compared to this.
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“Cheers.”
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>Your glasses meet and you both try slamming your drinks.
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>You can only barely manage a couple swigs before you have to stop and start coughing from how rough it felt going down.
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>Meanwhile, Twilight is already pouring herself a refill.
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>”Aw, don’t worry about it, Anon. Soon, you’ll be impressing all the ladies with your drinking ability.”
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>As someone who keeps to themselves and doesn’t really go to parties, you wonder how true this could be.
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>At least, that's what you’d be thinking if Twilight wasn’t already here practically half-naked.
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“Alright, I got this.”
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>Despite how awful it was the first time, you somehow finish your glass with your second attempt as Twilight slams her second glass entirely.
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>”Haha! Maybe I underestimated you!”
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>Some time passses with the TV still muted, just sitting almost buzzed hanging out with Twilight.
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>Even though she’s stopped pouring herself glasses of vodka, she’s obviously kinda fucked up.
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>”Hey Anon.”
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“Yeah?”
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>”What do you think of me?”
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>Huh?
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“Where’s this coming from?”
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>”I don’t know, ever since I’ve been here I’ve felt that you were, like, staring at me. Like I was invading your home for no good reason or something.”
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>If you weren’t red in the face already, you sure as hell are now.
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>”Not only that, but you wouldn’t really talk to me until I got us food.”
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“I-I’m not sure what to say. I’m sorry.”
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>Twilight sighs.
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>”To be fair, I don’t blame you for not liking me. I can’t keep a boyfriend for the life of me, and my friends have said that I’m starting to gain weight.”
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“What? You can’t be serious, that’s just ridiculous.”
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>Suddenly, Twilight stands up and practically rips off her tank top that she was wearing.
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>Once again, your heart starts pounding like it did when you were spying on her.
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>”Am I fat, Anon?”
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>While she may have gained a small amount of pudge, it’s nowhere near worrying about.
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>Before you can say anything else, she then proceeds to tear off her shorts too.
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>”I mean, my butt’s not that big is it? Is that why you kept staring earlier?”
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>You aren’t even sure what to say before any thought you could have voiced is once again interrupted.
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>”God, what am I doing. Here I am, almost naked in front of my nephew if he thinks I’m hot. I’m such a mess.”
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>Without putting her clothes back on, she plops herself down on the couch and sulks.
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>A moment of silence passes before you decide to speak up.
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“I mean, if it means anything to you, I think you’re kinda hot.”
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>You go back to twiddling your thumbs like you did before she ordered pizza.
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>”Really?”
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“Yeah.”
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>Your gaze is still affixed to the floor.
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“You weren’t wrong when you said that I was staring. Your body just, I don’t know, did something to me.”
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>Twilight goes from nearly lying down on the couch to sitting straight up now.
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>Out of the corner of your eye, you see her huge breasts suddenly drop and adjust themselves.
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>The air feels so thick that you could cut it.
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>”Wow, I never knew you felt that way about me.”
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“Neither did I, I didn’t discover it until today.”
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>More silence.
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>God you wish you had some experience with girls. You might know what to say in this moment.
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>Thankfully Twilight has chosen to break the silence.
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>”Anon, remember when I said I wouldn’t rat on you to your dad about drinking?”
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“Yeah?”
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>”Would you rat on me if we kissed?”
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>What?
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>Is this actually happening?
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>You can feel the couch shift as Twilight scoots closer to you.
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>”I don’t know if it’s the vodka, or if it’s something else, but I want to at least try this.”
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>Weighing the situation, it’s such a strange thing.
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>Your aunt is coming onto you for fuck’s sake, how are you *supposed* to respond?
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>Still looking at the floor, you decide to finally say something.
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“I’ve never really had a girlfriend or anything before, and now this? I don’t know. But it seems like you really want to try this, so I won’t fight it.”
by OniiChansFables
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