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Swan-dive free porn video
Another story inspired by a song... This one's based on the Hed(pe)
track of the same name, and it's a very happy one. Honest. It's also
written just for children and easily offended right-wingers. Honest.
Oh, and if it's illegal for you to read it, then go right ahead.
That was all lies. If you believed it, go find a copy of the Sun and
enjoy!
Well, it was inspired by the song...
Love y'all!
Sushi R
xxx
Swan-dive
By Sushi Radical
"I climb, hand over hand, putting distance between I and I and the
ground."
And I do, I climb slowly but surely towards the top, the main riff of
that song running in my head, the few bars that I can remember looped
on the soundtrack to my life. My small arms are tired, but I have to
keep going. My over-sized nipples, bare as usual, brush against each
metal rung as they go past, sending small tremors through my
perpetually adolescent body. My legs, aching from the work of
supporting my outlandish body for this long, struggle and slip on the
rungs, slick from the juices constantly running down my legs.
I wasn't doing anyone any harm, no more than anyone else on the planet,
I was just normal, I used to think sometimes too normal, but I've since
realised that normal is no bad thing.
My mind starts to wander, my artificially-shortened attention span
combining with the feeling of the cold steel on my bare flesh
distracting me so easily, so horribly easily, and I almost fall as my
tiny fingers unconsciously move to my enormous clitoris, just managing
to overcome the shock of falling to grab to the rails as tightly as I
can, bringing me back to the task at hand. Not yet, it's too soon.
It didn't used to be like this. I was never a genius, by any means, but
I wasn't like this. I can't deny it, I'm pretty much the blonde bimbo
stereotype now, ask me a question, and I'll just giggle or pout or
something.
A gust of wind blows my huge mane over my face, blinding me for a
second, before the wind stops and the sheer weight of the hair pulls it
back down. I carry on, eventually reaching the top, grazing my
gargantuan breasts as I haul myself over the edge, two small puddles of
milk collecting where I had to lean on them.
I could never work out how, let alone why, he did this to me, I mean,
it's obvious what he wanted, but why me? I'll never know now, it's a
shame; I'd still be here even if I knew why, but at least my life would
have some sort of meaning.
My small hands are sore from the rungs, not used to any sort of
physical labour, and my feet hurt from the gravel on the rooftop.
I tried, but I was never designed to live a real life, not ever again,
I don't officially exist. I look too young to ever be more than a
whore, and I've done that, much as I hate it, but when you know you'll
never be more than that, for ever, it's just not going to be a
solution.
I miss him, who would have ever thought it?
Did you know falling feels just like flying until you hit the ground?
And I know, when they find my body, they'll never think, never begin to
imagine that they're looking at the body of a man who has been alive
nearly a century. And they'll take my naked body away, just another
Jane Doe prostitute.
I wonder if I'll meet him wherever I end up?
Liesl
- 18.07.2021
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