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ValerieFinally, a weekend away, three days at an anime convention out of town. No school, no work, no bullies, or at least that's what Hour thought until they saw her. Her signature cackle pierced through the crowd like a homing missile, assaulting Hour's ears. A rush of fear shoots down their spine as the crowd starts to part revealing her, the tormenter of Hour's life for the last couple years, Valarie. She's a striking beauty with a body to make every woman envious, but now, she's cosplaying as Hour's favorite character, Hatsune Miku. Valarie's impossibly long blonde hair dyed light blue and held up in long pigtails, her ridiculous curves barely contained by the skintight outfit. The onlookers are practically drooling as she poses for photos until she locks eyes with Hour. Immediately, she straightens her posture, and that signature shit eating grin stretches across her face. Hour turns and hurries away, finding a small side room to hide and collect their thoughts.
The short reprieve is interrupted when Hour hears the door behind them open and shut, when they turn, it's Valarie, locking the door behind her. She finally turns and faces Hour.
The short reprieve is interrupted when Hour hears the door behind them open and shut, when they turn, it's Valarie, locking the door behind her. She finally turns and faces Hour.
What? Think you can just run and hide from me? No can do, you're my favorite toy.She flashes an evil grin as she closes the distance, taking her time with each step to flaunt her curves. Despite hating her, Hour can't help but steal a glance down, a transgression Valerie was fishing for. She puts her hands behind her head, shaking her enormous chest side to side.
Oh these, My boobies. My massive fucking titties. My super stuffed up milkies. My honger-bonger-doinky-boinkies. My fucking fabric stretching, wind flapping, gravity welling sex mounds. You mean these super-duper-ultra-hyper God damned mother fucking…She cuts herself off, standing up straight again and pushing her chest out. She sees Hour's reaction and lets out a hardy laugh.
Look at you! Terrified and enamored!
