Clavicus Vile
I sold your soul for a daedric fleshlight
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I had an assigned seat sitting next to her, she was cute. Spanish, dark brown hair, red glasses, petite, nice little squeezable boobs and a little booty. I jacked it thinking about her many nights. Keeping her all to myself to get all nasty with her and shit.
Sitting next to her was so coomfuel, all I could think about was how stinky her butt probably was sitting on that seat all class. How many farts she probably snuck through in class without anyone noticing
. I was always hard next to her.
Most days I’d ignore her, I think the only time she acknowledged my existence is when she made some kind of joke, I can’t even remember what she said but I vaguely remember it.
But one day I decided to say hi and ask her about her day. It was a short conversation, boring small talk, she was indifferent. Then I asked her if she’d like to exchange numbers.
She then goes “Wait what? No” with a small laugh following it along with a grin. It was absolutely fucking brutal, never spoke to her again after that. Luckily no one heard this encounter.
Her rejection was at least more like putting down a disabled dog quietly rather than pulling someone’s limbs off with ropes in front of everyone.
Sitting next to her was so coomfuel, all I could think about was how stinky her butt probably was sitting on that seat all class. How many farts she probably snuck through in class without anyone noticing
Most days I’d ignore her, I think the only time she acknowledged my existence is when she made some kind of joke, I can’t even remember what she said but I vaguely remember it.
But one day I decided to say hi and ask her about her day. It was a short conversation, boring small talk, she was indifferent. Then I asked her if she’d like to exchange numbers.
She then goes “Wait what? No” with a small laugh following it along with a grin. It was absolutely fucking brutal, never spoke to her again after that. Luckily no one heard this encounter.
Her rejection was at least more like putting down a disabled dog quietly rather than pulling someone’s limbs off with ropes in front of everyone.





