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Busty Wallflower Blush Debauchery

By Grey
Created: 2023-10-11 06:58:48
Updated: 2024-05-14 20:55:48
Expiry: Never

  1. "Prelude" section is mostly by other anons. "The rest" section is by me.
  2.  
  3. PRELUDE:
  4. >Anon meanwhile gets particularly hard in his pants whenever he sees or thinks about Wallflower Blush
  5. >This only happens with her
  6. >His body almost… instinctively reacts to her
  7. >And he doesn’t know why..,
  8. "That proves nothing. Wallflower is clearly making it all up. You can’t just physically condition someone’s body into reacting sexually extra hard to someone, let alone without them knowing."
  9. >Anon keeps envisioning Wallflower blushing and naked in his head
  10. >This fantasy keeps assertively resurfacing as though it swears it really happened
  11. >Wallflower locks gazes with Anon, and he vaguely hears wet plapping noises in his imagination
  12. >She licks her lips with a grin, looking at how full-mast hard in his pants Anon didn’t realize he is…
  13. >Anon catches himself making little forward and back nudges with his waist
  14. >He stops himself, but Wallflower makes an audible kissing noise at him with a quiet moan and he rocks his hips forward and back even more before catching it
  15. >Wallflower walks away knowing Anon is staring at her butt, almost feeling… familiar with the shape of her asscheeks
  16. >What the fuck…
  17.  
  18. “She doesn’t know what she’s even saying…dummy…”
  19. >You’re aggressively surfing Netflix-
  20. “Saying I didn’t notice her raping me in the shower…how could any red-blooded man ignore those hips? She’s just trying to Gasli-HA-HIIIIIIIIIGHTMEEEEEEEEE-“
  21. >Sprrrt srprt~
  22. “-into believing something that didn’t happen.”
  23. >”Dammit anon!”
  24. “Oh hey Wallflower. When did you get here?”
  25. >Wallflower facepalms.
  26.  
  27. >Despite Anon never noticing when she does it, Wallflower still gets his body to physically respond to her, by reaching under his clothes and forcing his body to physically respond to her, then do it so much that she’s conditioning his body to be sexually responsive to her through raw sexual instinct so he can’t deny it after his his responsiveness becomes too much to hide or ignore
  28.  
  29. >You’re racing home before that random green girl can follow you
  30. >Shut and lock your front door, KNOWING you’re alone
  31. >As you walk down the hall, you keep stumbling for some reason
  32. >It’s because your pants are falling down
  33. >How did they get undone?
  34. >Struggle to pull your pants back up, having to try and tuck your sudden erection tent back inside
  35. >You could have sworn you got your pants back up
  36. >Now your underwear keeps slipping back down
  37. >Why can’t you pull it back up?
  38. >Your full erection starts feeling so good, like you’re suddenly jacking off, but you’re not doing anything!
  39. >It’s a good thing that girl isn’t here to see this
  40. >You push your cock down the best you can, trying to make your erection go away
  41. >It’s not!
  42. >You feel yourself getting close to cumming for no reason
  43. “No no no no no! Why is this happening to me?!”
  44. >You tense and try to keep your fully erect shaft held downward
  45. >Your body is ignoring your every command
  46. “Ah… no… n- h-hah!”
  47. >Sprt, sprrrt~
  48. “No!!”
  49. >Sprrrrt~
  50. >This time, you witnessed yourself ejaculate randomly with nobody there
  51. >You didn’t remember falling back onto your couch
  52. >Try to speak but something’s stopping you
  53. >”mmmwah!”
  54. “The fuck? You shouldn’t be here!”
  55. >Your eyes wander down to her freckled cleavage, trying not to
  56. “I’m having a private moment!”
  57. >”No, Anon. WE already HAD a private moment just now!”
  58. “… No we didn’t! That’s not true!”
  59.  
  60. >The Memory Stone also comes with a Perception Filter that makes the user invisible.
  61. >Wallflower took advantage of it and its memory-altering properties to condition Anon into getting horny just by thinking about her.
  62. >This means Anon also can't defend himself against Wallflower's sexual advances when she decides to get aggressive.
  63. >Wallflower can jerk him off and suck him dry in public without making a scene.
  64. >Anon would even find himself randomly creaming his pants with the only hint of why being Wallflower's nude form suddenly entering his head.
  65. >What would getting herself completely naked and fucking him look like from his perspective? Inexplicably feeling those soft, freckled buttcheeks bouncing and smacking against his groin until he can barely stand?
  66.  
  67. >Wallflower follows him home and into his room
  68. >She ends up watching him masturbate in front of his computer before sucking on the tip while he's masturbating
  69. >Swallows all his cum
  70. >Anon becomes confused why there's no clean up, but doesn't question it very deeply
  71. >After he goes to bed she replaces all the porn on his computer (and phone) with pictures of her
  72.  
  73. THE REST:
  74.  
  75. >Where the fuck is your best porn folder on your phone?
  76. >Sit in public searching for it.
  77. >In its place is a folder titled: “Wallflower”.
  78. >Pictures are at first of her posing in her usual sweater and jeans.
  79. >…In your room.
  80. >This can’t be…
  81. >You notice yourself sitting on the edge of your bed in frame.
  82. >The next file is a video.
  83. >Play it.
  84. >”Since I can’t ask you out on a date if you don’t notice me, I’ll just skip straight to having sex with you whether you like it or not!” Wallflower’s voice sounds on the video.
  85. >She appears and sits next to you on the bed, playing with the bottom of her sweater as you obliviously scroll through Netflix again.
  86. >You can’t look away, you want to see more.
  87. >Wallflower snuggles up to you and lets the bottom of her top hike up her soft sexy tummy and midriff to show her cute kissable bellybutton to forcefully guide your hand across.
  88. >You in the video are totally unaware, but start to noticeably pitch a tent in your pants for Wallflower when she forces your hand further up inside of her top.
  89. >You KNOW what she feels like under there!
  90. >Her warm freckled skin is silky smooth to the touch inside her top, and you somehow KNOW your fingers are being gently forced underneath Wallflower’s frilly bra cups~
  91. >This isn’t real, it has to be an AI generated deepfake!
  92. >Watch the bulge from your hand instinctively playing with Wallflower’s sexy nipples~
  93. >Like soft but gradually stiffening joysticks inside her top.
  94. >Can’t stop watching, noticing that you’re getting hard in public watching on your phone your porn of Wallflower advancing on you.
  95. >You don’t know she’s there, but she’s making you grope her while groping your erect crotch and encouraging your erection to strengthen, prompting your body to involuntarily become physically, sexually responsive to her~
  96. >Wallflower strips out of her top for the camera.
  97. >Boasting her black bra hugging her soft busty, freckled pair of tits wonderfully restrained in those enticing bra cups.
  98. >Wallflower licks her lips and unhooks the back of her bra for you.
  99. >Watch her loose bra cups limply fall forward as her black bra straps limply fall down her arms.
  100. >Your hand in the video immediately begins to flick around Wallflower’s naked areolae one at a time as her undone bra falls below her soft, rising and falling tummy…
  101. >You didn’t realize you right here and now were publicly masturbating in plain view of dozens of people, but they don’t seem to notice.
  102. >You scramble your hands trying to pull your underwear back up.
  103. >In the video, Wallflower kneels before you as you surf Netflix, successfully undoing the front of your pants despite your shuffling around feeling something off happening down there.
  104. >Wallflower gets your erect trouser tent to fully fling out, then proceeds to tug your trousers down and unveil the base of your stiff shaft.
  105. >”That girl is making it all up.” You recognizably say in the video as Wallflower exposes more and more of the length your erect cock against your will without your knowledge.
  106. >She briefly shuts you up with a deep kiss on the lips, successfully making your tip freely fling out.
  107. >Your mind can hardly decipher what’s real and what’s part of the hot Wallflower video on your phone your jerking off to.
  108. >Desperately try to shove your cock back inside, but Wallflower made it get too erect to hide or fit anywhere.
  109. >Topless wallflower blush in your video on your phone guides your throbbing erection between her deep soft cleavage.
  110. >You KNOW Wallflower’s big soft freckled boobies feel irresistible on and around your already precumming cock.
  111. >”Nice to meet you, Anon~” Wallflower says to your involuntarily sexually responsive body. “I see I got you nice and horny for me again~“
  112. >You in the video registered nothing she said, but you do now.
  113. >Out here right now, you keep failing to pull your underwear back up.
  114. >You stand up and pull, but no matter what you do, it keeps slipping back down.
  115. >You took your hands off your junk but your exposed erect cock is still getting more sexually agitated.
  116. >You can’t see why; your phone video has your attention captive.
  117. >Desperately try to pull your underwear back up but you’re powerless.
  118. >Your fully erect cock is feeling more… good… every few seconds.
  119. >It’s all the way out but no one notices.
  120. >You’re afraid to look down now, keeping your eyes on the screen where >Wallflower wraps her lips around the head and moves forward along your hard length.
  121. “No, no what’s happening to me?!” You get scared and try to beat back the horny.
  122. >Your undone pants and slipped down underwear are forced further down.
  123. >You hear wet noises as your cock continues to become more excited.
  124. “HELP ME! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!” You scream.
  125. >No one seems to hear you.
  126. >All heads do not turn.
  127. >”I AM CLOSE TO CUMMING! I DONT WANNA CUM, PLEASE I DONT WANNA CUM! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!”
  128. >You do everything you can trying to hold it back and make your uncontrollable, excited, agitated erection go back down.
  129. >Every touch makes it more and more sexually excited…
  130. >Sexually excited for Wallflower…
  131. >Your cock is deep inside Wallflower’s mouth, trapped as she sucks it back and forth.
  132. >You don’t know what’s happening to you!
  133. >Wallflowers naked busty freckled breasts jiggle more fervently as she goes faster.
  134. >Your full mast cock can’t be put away and feels almost electrified…
  135. >You in the video is speaking: “Saying I didn’t notice her raping me in the shower…how could any red-blooded man ignore those hips? She’s just trying to Gasli-HA-HIIIIIIIIIGHTMEEEEEEEEE-“
  136. “No no n-no… no don’t please no…” You squirm and feel yourself succumbing to climax watching Wallflower make you cum. “somebody help me please! Someb-I’M CUMMING!! NO NO NO PLEASE IM CUMMING~!!!”
  137. >So many people casually walk by and go about their day only several feet away from you losing against your own ejaculating body.
  138. >Your hollers and wails go unheard, falling upon deaf ears.
  139. >Wallflower doesn’t need to say anything to get your attention is she’s just… doing you…
  140. >Wallflower had been masturbating herself in the video along with you.
  141. >Topless and reaching deep into her pants, fingering herself, making her naturally busty freckled tits jiggle faster and faster, making her soft bellybutton rise and fall against her arm while she wildly climaxed with you~…
  142. >Oh sweet sexy Wallflower…
  143. >She swallows all of your thick spurts of cum she can, just like she did before.
  144. >A little bit dribbles out of her mouth in the video that surely didn’t really happen.
  145. >You had gone right back to talking before, and then had noticed her after the deed was done.
  146. >You finally get the courage to look down sooner.
  147. >There’s a long thick pale murky bridge of salivacum starting at the tip of your wet erect cock and directly leading all the way to Wallflower’s panting mouth and lips.
  148. >You watch the massive long strand of salivacum stretch more than a foot between your stiff wet throbbing cock and Wallflower’s drooling, quivering lips before breaking and falling to the floor.
  149. >This can only mean one thing.
  150. >”I love how I effect you, Anon~” Wallflower moans to you. “I love *you*, Anon. I love you~…”
  151. >You shiver and gaze down at her.
  152. “I love you too, Wallflower.” You respond without thinking.
  153. >She ambushes you with another deep kiss on the lips, not having expected to finally win you over this time.
  154. >It’s okay, you probably didn’t *really* cum in her mouth.
  155. >Why would she tongue kiss you right now if you did?
  156. >What are you even saying?
  157. >”It’s okay, no one can see either of us now. We’re both invisible to everyone else.”
  158. >You keep trying to rationalize how this didn’t actually happen, AS Wallflower is still French kissing you.
  159. >”Lets have sex in front of everyone. Then we can go back to my basement and be horny together every day now. Yes?”
  160.  
  161. ~
  162.  
  163. >No one appeared on the security footage.
  164. >The cops can't make sense of it.
  165. >And worse than that, the items that ended up missing could be seen being moved on the shelves as if being grabbed by someone.
  166. >But only for a half a second before disappearing into thin air.
  167. >The calls being sent out to law enforcement quickly morphed into calls being sent out to the local church.
  168. >Priests ended up being sent to various convenience stores where this has been happening.
  169. >Asked to perform exorcisms and shit.
  170. >Nope, didn't help.
  171. >Merchandise and stuff just keeps on disappearing from shelves on occasion, right there on camera with no explanation.
  172. >The cops simply cannot make sense of it.
  173. ~
  174. >You have no idea why, but no one even seems to know you exist anymore.
  175. >That one scene or two in 1962's Carnival Of Souls never really got to you, until the reminder of it just came crashing down upon you just now.
  176. >Walked to the store one day with a few dollars in your pocket for a soda.
  177. >It wasn't that far, so you decided to walk and save yourself the gas money.
  178. >You stand before the checkout counter, waving your hand in front of Juniper Montage's face.
  179. "Helloooo?" You fail to get any reaction out of her after the like 10th attempt. "I'd like to buy this!"
  180. >Juniper just stares forward, blankly into the middle of the store far behind you, as though she thinks she hears something but isn't sure.
  181. "Helloooo!" You raise your voice.
  182. >No reaction.
  183. >This has to be some sort of twisted petty prank or some shit.
  184. >"How long am I going to have to keep working here?" Juniper mutters to herself while now filing her nails over the waste basket. "I just wanna get that email back already."
  185. "What email?" You ask.
  186. >She doesn't respond, or even make eye contact with you.
  187. "Were you asking me that?"
  188. >There's another full minute and a half of no talking: just you standing here in utter disbelief at this girl's insulting dedication to whatever this bullshit is.
  189. >What the hell did you do to deserve this?
  190. >"Fuck, better get back to the shelves." Juniper quietly says in the most disconnected way regarding your presence.
  191. >You look up and notice her manager is walking around.
  192. >Oh, she's so getting fired.
  193. "Excuse me, the cashier is completely ignoring me when I'm trying to buy this." You hold up the soda in your hand.
  194. >The manager doesn't respond.
  195. "Excuse me! I'm trying to buy a soda. And your cashier is literally refusing to even talk to me. I didn't do anything wrong."
  196. >Nothing.
  197. >No reaction or response, not even a glance in your general direction.
  198. "Whatever's going on, it's not funny." You comment, now assuming the manager's also in on this. "I didn't do anything wrong. I'm just trying to buy a soda."
  199. >Still nothing.
  200. >Feeling like shit, you put the soda back onto the shelf and storm out the door, but not before checking every direction for some piece of shit prankster youtuber donning a shit-eating grin on his punchable face with an expensive video camera in hand pointed right at you.
  201. >Nope. Nothing.
  202. >Other than an elderly lady checking out some stuff in the frozen section in the back, there's no one else in the store except you, Juniper, her manager now verbally reprimanding her about not being a "team player" for standing at the cash register for too long without doing anything, and the harmonizing hums of the lights and refrigerators in the back.
  203. >Juniper's face turns pale as she watches one of the front glass doors open completely on its own then close, having had her attention been grabbed by the beep it's programmed to trigger.
  204. >Her manager saw it too.
  205. >...
  206. >The security camera footage being anxiously reviewed later that night shows a single soda disappearing from a shelf for about 9 and a half minutes, before reappearing back in its place.
  207. >The soda in question is examined, and a local priest is called over by phone with his silly crucifix and holy water in tow.
  208. >"I hereby bless this 7-Eleven!" Or something along those lines is a wonderful thing to hear a priest say.
  209. >...
  210. >Sit on your mini sofa, occasionally almost feeling a soft pressure on your lips but seeing nothing has happened every time you investigate your face.
  211. >You're starting to run out of food in your apartment.
  212. >But no matter which convenience store you walk or drive to, no one acknowledges your existence.
  213. >And you're completely unable to self-checkout at the automated machine because it's not reading anything you're trying to swipe the barcode of while holding it in your hand.
  214. >This doesn't make any fucking sense.
  215. >You've had to put back dozens and dozens of items by now; you could have a billion dollars and it still wouldn't matter.
  216. >How long must this persist before you really have to take drastic measures to prevent yourself from starving to death?
  217. >Look up from your mini sofa, noticing something familiar on the counter top dividing your dinky little kitchen from your half living room.
  218. >It's an empty soda bottle, identical to the one you tried to buy when you first noticed the cashier girl ignoring you for no reason.
  219. >On it is a sticky note bearing nothing but a smiley face.
  220. >What the hell is this supposed to mean?
  221. >Who did this?
  222. >How did they get this into your apartment?
  223. >Your entire world is spinning out of control as you do everything you can to process this recent series of events.
  224. >Trying to make sense of all of this.
  225. "Is someone here?" You dread the thought of someone breaking into your apartment, feeling an urge to leave NOW.
  226. >What the hell is going on?
  227. >Why?
  228. >Who the hell is doing all of this?
  229. ~
  230. >Here she goes again.
  231. >The darkness of the night is not necessary, but it's the only thing in the sky whenever Wallflower Blush is awake.
  232. >She struts across the parking lot, freckled D-cup cleavage bouncing in her top to her aggressive steps across the asphalt.
  233. >With a hearty shove, she parts both of the glass doors open at once and storms inside, making her dramatic entrance into the store that's only seen as a non-existent gust of wind by a couple of pedestrians from outside.
  234. >Wallflower usually does it like this every time, but she has a bone to pick with someone this time.
  235. >Juniper's stomach sinks again when she now sees both doors swing open on their own this time, immediately calling for her manager.
  236. >But her manager is not here right now, probably not very responsible as far as Juniper Montage is aware.
  237. >"Alright fuck this." She huffs before collecting her things in a haphazard fashion.
  238. >She's just going to have to find another job to keep herself afloat while she eternally awaits her big break.
  239. >All sorts of things go buzzing through Juniper's mind at once.
  240. >Is she safe in here?
  241. >How long will it take for her manager to formally fire her for walking out on the job this abruptly?
  242. >How long will it take her to find a better job before the rent is due?
  243. >If she's going to go through with this, she better actually have a plan.
  244. >Juniper Montage doesn't know which one scares her more: the poltergeist in this store, or trying to find a decent job in this economy that'll keep both her AND her shitty landlord happy?
  245. >Her landlord is so horrible that he might as well be practice for predatory directors and managers in the movie industry Juniper wants to dive into.
  246. >Maybe it'll help her say yes after reading the contract after that email comes in. She'll be used to bullshit.
  247. >*slam!*
  248. >Juniper Montage collided directly into the metal middle of the glass double doors out of the convenience store.
  249. >Falling back onto the hard tile floor, she misses the black welcome mat.
  250. >Listening to all of her things, papers, writing utensils, phone, etc. all scatter across the floor.
  251. >Juniper shakes her head and starts to collect her things, feeling as though someone is yelling at her even though no one is around.
  252. >"You and I would have been best friends if you just talked to me!!" Wallflower continues to shout at Juniper, watching the other girl clumsily gather her things back into her bag before stumbling back up to her feet. "Yeah, your latest movie attempt was shit! You don't even know how to hold a camera right!"
  253. >Wallflower shoves Juniper back into a small shelf holding tiny plastic car toys.
  254. >Juniper figures she must have lost her balance, trying her hardest to regain it before miraculously flying into another one of the shelves down the aisle.
  255. >"Maybe you SHOULD just do porn! Bet you'd be great at sucking cocks, you fucking bitch!" Wallflower watches Juniper have to rise back to her feet again. "I bet you actually can hear me, but you just don't wanna face the truth!"
  256. >"What the fuck..." Juniper blankly darts her eyes around, instinctively picking up the items that fell from the shelf, but not finding them all.
  257. >"C'mon, you admitted it the other day! You'd totally do porn as long as it's vanilla! Right?!"
  258. >Juniper cannot hear a single quiet or loud word Wallflower says.
  259. >"What's wrong? Afraid to kiss another girl now?" Wallflower pulls Juniper closer against herself and deeply kisses her on the lips. "Surely you don't mind doing this much, do you?"
  260. >Wallflower holds a couple of the plastic toy cars she picked off the floor before Juniper could grab them.
  261. >"I think I'll take a couple of these too." Wallflower rattles a couple of toy Lamborghinis around like maracas. "And I'm NOT paying for it!"
  262. >"Is someone there?!" Juniper's pupils contract.
  263. >There's a brief pause, before the two miniature toy cars make Juniper nearly jump out of her skin by suddenly clacking against the floor out of nowhere.
  264. >"Whammmmph... mmmmmmhmmmmmph..." Juniper tries to speak but her mouth can't open all the way, like her lips are almost stuck together.
  265. >This really horrifies her, making her star in a horror movie in her mind she never signed up for.
  266. >Why can't she open her mouth?!
  267. >Why can't she MOVE?!
  268. >Wallflower kisses Juniper deeper and deeper, really starting to get into it as the other girl quietly shrieks while struggling to break free from her position.
  269. >"Fuck, you taste good." Wallflower compliments Juniper while forcing the other girl's hand onto her own soft busty chest. "That's gonna make people notice you less now, but maybe you can practice with me."
  270. >Juniper lets out a scream and finally breaks free.
  271. >But then can't move her legs forward for some reason.
  272. >This has to be some kind of a nightmare.
  273. >Juniper feels something happening at her crotch but can't make out what it is.
  274. >She's feeling really flustered down there, but doesn't think twice about it before breaking free again and forcing her way out the door, leaving all of her stuff behind.
  275. >Reflexively holding her skirt down as she flees across the dark asphalt parking lot, in response to something she's not consciously aware of.
  276. >The store would have been left unlocked all night, but the next employee doesn't come in for the night shift until an hour later.
  277. >Finally arriving to find angry and confused customers asking why there's no employees here.
  278. >With only one customer seeing the mess made and deducing that the place was robbed, at least until the employee checks the cash register to find all of the money untouched.
  279. >The conclusion reached by the time the manager comes back is that it was a poltergeist attack.
  280. >Get the priest over here to sprinkle some more holy water all over everything and say the magic words again.
  281. >Juniper Montage isn't fired, but also second guesses quitting considering she has no other viable job option in this day and age.
  282. >She's still yelled at for abandoning her post and allowing merchandise to be lost, even after all of the spooky ghost shit that's been happening.
  283. >Her manager doesn't care, and tells her she needs to work overtime to make up for it, as well as clean up the mess she clearly made herself on camera instead of the items being pushed off the shelf by the invisible force.
  284. >A technicality is a technicality, as far as Juniper's awful manager is concerned.
  285. >Juniper accepts the obligation because she doesn't have anywhere else to work anyway.
  286. >She goes home, pushes the late rent notice away from her dingy front door across the musty floor, sits on her bed and cries.
  287. >Never having felt so trapped like this.
  288. >The Lamborghinis were never recovered.
  289. ~
  290. >You eventually hear about what happened, reading about it online.
  291. >Can't help but kind of feel for Juniper at this point, having a hunch that she might actually have nothing to do with this after all.
  292. >But you also kind of wanna take her job if she quits, because you're still unemployed and nowhere you applied to responded yet.
  293. >Damn job market.
  294. >Juniper seems to be staying put, though.
  295. >No idea what's motivating her this hard, which is why your hunch is still only a hunch that she might not be involved in this debauchery at all.
  296. >Anyway, you really, really gotta worry about how you're gonna keep yourself fed and housed.
  297. >At least you were able to pay your rent through the mail, leaving the envelope containing the check at the mercy of the postal service after walking away from the mailbox.
  298. >The website didn't seem to be working for whatever reason, so you had to resort to the old-fashioned way.
  299. >After an hour or two of sitting at the wobbly kitchen table, you decide to try the first convenience store once more.
  300. >...
  301. >You walked over like you usually do, cautiously swinging the door open and expecting to see Juniper there.
  302. >On the way over, you figured you might as well apologize to her for being abrasive about a week or so ago, even though she probably didn't even know you were there when that happened.
  303. >The terrified look that spreads across Juniper's face when she sees the door open on its own stops you in your tracks.
  304. >"No... no! NO! Not again!" Juniper nearly climbs over the counter to race into the bathroom and locks herself inside.
  305. "Wait!" You assume she saw you this time, and was reacting to YOU with that look on her face. "I'm sorry!"
  306. >You wait outside the door, hearing Juniper's breaking voice quietly sobbing as she has her back against the door.
  307. "I'm sorry!" You repeat, heavily banging on the door.
  308. >Juniper perks up, hearing a light tapping on the door, and lets out a terrified squeal while burying her head in her trembling hands in the dim overhead light.
  309. >"What's going on?!" She croaks with tears streaming down her face. "What do you want from me?"
  310. >You listen to her continue to sob.
  311. >"I don't want this life!" Continues Juniper.
  312. >No matter how hard you try, you can't get her attention.
  313. >But she does seem to hear the banging on the door to some extent, but still not your voice.
  314. >With a heavy heart, you reluctantly start to leave the store.
  315. >Looking up at one of the TV screens you can now see from this angle of the live security footage, you notice the aisle you're standing in, except you don't see yourself standing in it.
  316. >Wave your hand around but still don't see anything happening on the screen.
  317. >Grab a Slim Jim off of one of the shelves to see if this is actually live footage and the image of the Slim Jim on the screen does anything.
  318. >It moves slightly, then disappears.
  319. >Staring in disbelief, you try this with several other items from the shelves, in a completely random order and for random durations as you go along.
  320. >It still makes the events on the screen correspond perfectly.
  321. >Throw the Slim Jim onto the floor, watching it appear on the screen at the precise position and angle it landed, even visibly rolling across the floor a little after the impact.
  322. >You look at the stuff on the shelves, listening to your empty stomach churn as you begin to contemplate the decision you're about to make.
  323. ~
  324. >You're not proud of it, but your mini fridge is fully re-stocked.
  325. >It's been over a day and a half since you stole, since you shoplifted, since you started worrying if something happened where it's actually found out and you stop being invisible just enough to get thrown in jail.
  326. >The after-paranoia that comes with it is real.
  327. >Staring out the window, you're watching cars go by as you do your best to make sense of everything happening to you before a voice startles you.
  328. >"Do you remember me now?"
  329. >Jump off the mini couch and look around.
  330. >"I'm over here, Anon."
  331. >Look towards your bedroom to find a girl standing in front of it.
  332. >Her hair is lush green, skin vibrant green.
  333. >She has on a striped sweater that oddly compliments the slight messiness of her hair as she steps towards you in her tight pair of blue jeans.
  334. "Wait..." You recognize her. "Wallflower?"
  335. >Wallflower Blush halts in place at the sound of someone else saying her name.
  336. >All those days and nights of raiding different stores, throwing stuff at people at the park, streaking at the mall just to see if anyone would see her do it, among many many other things, all of it finally led up to this moment when Anon looked directly at her once again and said her name.
  337. "How did you get in here?" You start feeling funny inside.
  338. >"I have your spare key, remember?" Responds Wallflower, looking simultaneously hurt and hopeful that she can get him to say something else to her. "You still haven't made the bed since the last time we had sex."
  339. >The declaration pierces into you like an arrow, and something feels like it almost clicks, but not quite.
  340. >Wallflower stares at you with those puppy dog eyes.
  341. "I uh..."
  342. >"Please, you have to remember!" Wallflower steps towards you in a way that would have made you back away had it been anyone else.
  343. >But you don't back away when it's Wallflower.
  344. >In fact, you get an urge to step closer to her... longing for her.
  345. >"I was there when Juniper and her manager looked at the footage. I saw what they didn't see in the video. I heard what they didn't hear."
  346. "What are you talking about?"
  347. >"The soda, Anon."
  348. >You remember that much of what she said.
  349. >"I'm so sorry something happened that made you forget. I don't know how to control it either. I can barely even understand it."
  350. >Wallflower's voice definitely has a great level of genuine-ness in it.
  351. "Is it you doing this?"
  352. >"No! But it hurt me so much to see that happen to you."
  353. >You immediately think back to Juniper.
  354. >"I know what it's like, Anon. I hate it just as much as you do."
  355. >You immediately start to piece everything together: What you saw on the camera, what you heard happened that a couple of nights ago, everything.
  356. "Are you... shoplifting the stores?"
  357. >"We HAVE to now, Anon!" Wallflower places her hands on your shoulders.
  358. >You tingle all over, very deeply affected by Wallflower's touch, feeling hot inside of your clothes as something in the back corners of your mind struggles to reassert itself.
  359. >"We live together now, remember? I just started staying overnight with you again. I have nowhere else to go..."
  360. "I..."
  361. >"I don't wanna leave you, Anon." Wallflower keeps saying your name, hoping you'll say hers again for her. "No one else knows I'm even here..."
  362. >You almost automatically pull her into a hug, letting her well developed chest push into you before realizing she can feel the stiff tent you didn't realize you were pitching until it felt Wallflowers crotch against it through both your pants and hers.
  363. >"I didn't mean to go that hard on Juniper." Wallflower says to you. "It's just... watching her ignore you like that... after all the time we've spent together... I just HAD to give her a piece of my mind even if she didn't hear it. I'm so sorry, Anon."
  364. >If there's different layers of invisibility, there's no doubt that Wallflower alone resides within the deepest one.
  365. >You can see it in her eyes as they well up with tears as she holds you.
  366. >Can't tell if she's trying to smile or frown.
  367. >"I don't know if it ever ends. The invisibility." Wallflower softly speaks to you in almost a whisper. "But I promise we can go on like this. We absolutely can. For as long as it takes."
  368. >You stare at her before she leans in for a kiss.
  369. >Very slowly.
  370. >Like she wants to make sure you remember first.
  371. >Her shaky breath beats against your face, almost apologetically.
  372. >You can sense that this isn't the first time you two have held one another.
  373. >"Don't you remember, Anon?" Asks Wallflower. "The videos on your phone? When I made you jerk off to me when you didn't know it?"
  374. >Something almost rings a bell.
  375. >"Remember when I... sucked you?" Wallflower resumes.
  376. >Her eyes are mere inches from yours, tip of her nose even closer but still slightly closer than her lips that still feel like they're the closest.
  377. >"Just remember..."
  378. "Wallflower..." You say her name again.
  379. >The warm blast of her happy sigh tickles your face after she heard you say that.
  380. >"Anon, I..." Wallflower can't hold herself back anymore.
  381. >She closes the kiss within seconds, locking her lips with yours and not wanting to let go of you even if her life depended on it.
  382. >You immediately lose all restraint and kiss her back, deeper and deeper.
  383. >Indulging in her taste putting you in a state of bliss.
  384. >Her soft hair engulfs your hand cupping the back of her head as you push your faces together.
  385. >And slowly but surely, all of the memories of her finally come flooding back into your head.
  386. >Ever since the beginning of this whole... thing, straight from the top.
  387. >Your hands began wandering underneath the rim of Wallflower's sweater, gently gliding against her smooth midriff underneath, electrified by the feel of her soft bare skin.
  388. "What do we do about Juniper?" You ask, not wanting to leave the girl in the state she was before you finally go back to routinely indulging with Wallflower Blush. "Should we help her first?"
  389. >"I want to you titfuck me first." Murmurs Wallflower.
  390. >Bedroom eyes are exchanged, and Wallflower's sweater is quickly scrunched up her torso, revealing her full midriff then getting pulled up above her off-white bra in front of you.
  391. >The sweater soon gently falls upon the carpet below, and you pull Wallflower's bra cups up with just enough force to help her big soft freckled tits slip out beneath them.
  392. >They drop with a quiet slap and a slight jiggle, officially trapping you into a state of lust for Wallflower Blush who already started pulling the zipper of your fly down.
  393. >Sight quietly at Wallflower's now fully exposed large-areolae breasts spiking your horny urges.
  394. >She quickly manages to free your erect member; remembered all the past times the two of you have gotten intimate.
  395. >Delight fills her eyes as you push your throbbing shaft between her soft mounds, advancing your way deeper into her sexy cleavage that now engulfs and rubs against your cock in just the right way.
  396. >The two of you already knew when to start rocking back and forth, gradually intensifying and getting further and further into it.
  397. >Wallflower Blush's massive soft breasts wobble around your hard enveloped member, stimulating and agitating your shaft inside her beautiful cleavage's soft depth.
  398. >"Anon~..." Moans Wallflower as the movements become more intense. "Don't slow down... I need this~!"
  399. "I need it too, Wallflower..." You tell her. "Ngh~"
  400. >The need to satisfy this pressing sexual urge takes over the both of you for the rest of the couple of minutes, before you finally tense up and start spurting your cum out deep inside of Wallflower's soft nude cleavage.
  401. >What the hell just happened?
  402. >You can tell if you're surprised you forgot how much you missed this, or if you're surprised this happened so fast due to the two of you being this mutually down bad for one another.
  403. >There's a lengthy moment of silence.
  404. >Then Wallflower speaks to you.
  405. >"Let's get Juniper over with." She says.
  406. >You nod.
  407. >As you two start out the door after getting re-dressed, you ask her something.
  408. "Why just a smiley face?" You refer to the sticky note.
  409. >"I had to kiss you enough times first. At least, that's what eventually worked." Responds Wallflower. "I liked it better that way anyway~"
  410. >...
  411. >Entering the convenience store once again, you and Wallflower now stride beside one another.
  412. >Feeling completely refreshed of all your stress as you both are whole again.
  413. >But Juniper Montage is nowhere to be seen.
  414. >No one minds you hanging out in the store all day waiting for Juniper, who still never appears.
  415. >The longer you stay there, the more you realize something is wrong.
  416. >But the bathroom door is also open when there's no one in there, so it's not like Juniper offed herself or anything like that, which is what you were underhandedly worried about.
  417. >This world must have been a lot for her to take up to this point, and you and Wallflower have a good idea of how bad it can get.
  418. >To feel like you don't have any control over your fate, over what you want your destiny to be.
  419. >The store manager doesn't notice the two of you looking over his shoulder as he fills out a form that reveals what happened with Juniper.
  420. >She quit yesterday.
  421. >Unsurprisingly.
  422. >The form states that she was eligible to relocate instead of just quitting all the way, but it doesn't state the exact location to where she was relocated away from this "haunted" convenience store.
  423. >No matter what papers you and Wallflower look through, there's nothing that says where she went, how much further from her place it is than this place, or anything else.
  424. >That information is protected by a password on the computer, and the manager is not checking that at all right now.
  425. >The most you can find is the sheets of paper the manager wrote Juniper up on for not leaving her post when (for all anyone else knows) paranormal activity was taking place.
  426. >Now shrugging, you and Wallflower decide that Juniper can wait... because Wallflower also knows where she lives too.
  427. >Juniper's going to need some time to cool herself down anyway.
  428. >As for you and Wallflower, the way you're living together can bring you so much fun for the time being.
  429. >And this thing you and Wallflower just sparked together is going to take off.
  430. ~
  431. >Now the two of you strut across the dark parking lot with the streetlights receding away behind you.
  432. >Wallflower holds hands with you, letting her soft busty chest jiggle with her steps while you keep up with her.
  433. >The new employee isn't here yet, so Juniper's asshole manager had to make do by overseeing the underemployed convenience store with a reputation for being haunted due to Wallflower's shoplifting.
  434. >And now you have joined her, having no other choice but to stick by the side of this girl you love and take the food you need to survive with her.
  435. >Juniper's (former) manager watches the doors swing open, having prayed they wouldn't on this night.
  436. >Knowing all the stories of what happened, and would usually have his employees take the brunt of the spooky hours that are really just Wallflower's shopping hours influenced by her nocturnal sleep schedule.
  437. >He starts to step away from his temporary post.
  438. >Watches a magazine towards the front disappear.
  439. >Sweat on his brow as he tries to decide what to do next, he darts his eyes around.
  440. >A crumpled up magazine suddenly appears out of thin air and hits him square in the nose.
  441. >It wasn't a heavy or painful impact, but it sure scared the shit out of him.
  442. >"Th-that's public property until you buy it!" He shivers while fleeing from the direction the balled up laminated paper flew at him from.
  443. >One of the refrigerated section's doors squeaks open, and one of the orange juice containers starts to tilt forward before disappearing.
  444. >Meanwhile, Wallflower is holding the orange juice in her hand, twisting the plastic cap off and peeling away the inner plastic seal.
  445. >You scare the dumbfounded manager by knocking a cardboard holster of candies to the floor, making it only briefly fade out of visibility for the brief second you make physical contact with it.
  446. >Grab one of the Slim Jims and peel the wrapper away, taking a bite of it and getting a good idea of what they taste like before you pay for them.
  447. >The manager's shaky hands reach for the phone, but not to call the cops, but to call the priest for like the fifth time in the past month and a half.
  448. >Wallflower starts to pour the orange juice all over her mouth, gulping down as much of it she can, making mysteriously visible puddles of orange juice appear on the floor to the scared stiff manager like some ethereal transition fluid from the further-spirit-shadowrealm-urgatory.
  449. >A lot of it spills all over her, soaking her top and chest and making her deep soft freckled cleavage glisten as the front of her shirt darkens getting soaked.
  450. >You're stuffing packets of Fig Newtons into your pockets for later, and as soon as you're done ogling Wallflower, you eye the frozen section for chocolate milk and a couple of tasty mac-n-cheese dinners.
  451. >"Clean up on aisle six, fuckhead!" Chimes Wallflower, raising her middle finger to the manager who watches more activity take place and tries to make a break for the door. "Shame, this stuff is delish."
  452. >Wallflower sloshes a bit of the orange juice out of the container right where he's stepping, causing him to slip and fall.
  453. >Next to the magazines by the door are some zipties for sale.
  454. >You grab a couple of them and proceed to fix them around the two door handles, planning to only keep them there for a short time, or at least until the manager inevitably finds something to cut them with.
  455. "Now you's can't leave!" You grin, now picking up a shopping basket and putting anything you want into it.
  456. >"Better come stop us!" Wallflower taunts him. "Don't wanna lose merchandise now, don't we?"
  457. >The manager notices the zip ties around the door handles and plunged into full panic mode, hollering and scrambling to find the fire door, saying "fire door" under his breath.
  458. >Oh shit, that's right. The fire escape.
  459. >Welp, your little mob movie reference was fun while it lasted.
  460. >But that doesn't stop you and Wallflower from overpowering him and dragging him back to the frozen section of the store kicking and screaming.
  461. >"Don't leave your post, remember?" Jeers Wallflower, knowing full well the asshole manager can't hear her anyway.
  462. >You grab a cold frozen pie from the freezer and take it out of the box.
  463. >Wallflower rips the front of her top open and flashes her tits at the confused and afraid manager.
  464. >You lean down at the manager, trying not to be too distracted by Wallflowers big beautiful breasts, then slap the frozen pie directly onto the manager's face, coating it in freezing cranberry-raspberry filling.
  465. "You gonna make your employees pay for this?" You lick the delicious filling off of your fingers, then grab a frozen cherry pie off the shelf next to take back home.
  466. >"What the fuck is going on?!" Blubbers the manager as the rest of the orange juice is poured all over him.
  467. >"That should wash it off for ya."
  468. >You embrace Wallflower and start licking the first bit of orange juice off of her tits, soon sucking on her nipples then opening the front of your pants and pulling your cock out right in front of the pie-faced manager.
  469. >You already got a hard-on from all of this, might as well put it to good use.
  470. >The two of you pin the manager to the floor as Wallflower proceeds to give you head while on top of the manager with you.
  471. >After you finish down her throat, both of you grab your shopping baskets and fill them to the brim with all the food you'll need for the next week or two.
  472. >Not paying for a damn thing and waltzing out the fire exit, making the alarm go off.
  473. "Clean it up." You taunt the manager who still can't hear you.
  474. >Wallflower opts to rip her top the rest of the way off and walk around fully topless with you groping her soft naked tits as her walking makes them jiggle against your hand.
  475. >You each have shopping baskets to haul back to your apartment.
  476. >Where you both live together as invisible shoplifters surviving together.
  477. ~

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