Tales From The Basement
It’s too much; you just can’t hide it anymore. You HAVE to tell her!
One day when you’re alone with her in your basement, you just blurt it out.
“Patricia, you’ve been so nice to me. More than a basement dweller like me deserves. And I know this is wrong, but I’ve grown to love you. I can only hope that somewhere within you, you love me too.”
You’re never going to believe this, but Patricia doesn’t run away in terror screaming. Though she does look a little apprehensive and starts edging away from you.
“Uh…Brian. I’m flattered, but…uh I don’t think…”
“Believe me, I know it’s wrong. I used to read the SUPER HAPPY INCEST FAMILY comic series. But I can’t help but feel this way about you!”
“Brian, I know you’re desperate for female companionship, but maybe you just need to jack off or something.”
“Jacking off has lost all meaning now. At one time I used to just be satisfied with images of anime girls getting raped, but now that I’ve been in close and civilized contact with a real woman on a regular basis I want more.”
“Can’t you find a different girl?”
“What other girl wants me? You’re the only one I know who understands me!”
“But dude, I’m your cousin!”
“So? Samurai Warrior Raki Onari fell in love with his…”
At this point Patricia slaps you.
“Damn it Brian! I thought you were past this! You aren’t a samurai, I ain’t some geisha and this ISN’T an anime comic! You need to get this Jap shit outta your head once and for all!”
“I know, I know! (Sob!) But its like with you around, all my anime fantasies could come true! I mean maybe you could even put on some cat ears…”
Your cousin slaps you again.
“NO! FUCK NO! Look Brian if you expect any kind of relationship with me, you won’t be making me dress up in anything remotely furry!”
“(Sob) I’m sorry, I’m just…wait…did you say?”
“I said if you want any chance with me, you better knock off this anime shit for good!”
You can hardly believe your ears. Against all odds your pretty teenage cousin is offering to have a relationship you. It seemed like she was prett against it just a moment ago. At this point you pinch your own ass just make sure you’re not dreaming.
“Ow!” you say.
“Why the fuck are you pinching your own ass?”
“Nevermind. I’m just over thrilled that you aren’t calling the police on me. I’m so glad you’ve made this decision! I can be so good for you; you’ll see…but uh, remember we’ll have to keep this a secret.”
“No shit. We’d probably look suspicious hanging out together if most folks wouldn’t ever believe that I’d be caught dead fucking someone that looks like you! Hah! Though all that box lifting at the comic shop must’ve had an effect on you. You’re putting on a little more muscle rather than remaining the disgusting blob you were before.”
“Um…thanks I think...”
Now at this point someone less desperate would sense something is amiss personality wise with this chick, but of course you’re not really thinking about that.
You don’t think about it when she starts sucking your cock, minutes after this conversation.
You don’t think about it when she punches you in the face after swallowing your load.
You don’t think about it when she’s fucking you while your mom is out of the house.
You don’t think about it when she begins to constantly insult you and physically abuse you whenever possible.
After getting a dildo shoved up your ass during a particularly rough round of sex, you begin to think about it!
Over the past few months you’ve come to find out that your lovely Patricia is bat shit insane. Lots of stuff you didn’t know about her come to light, like your previous notions of her being some beacon of purity were completely wrong as well. She’s been fucking guys since sixth grade. (Definitely shows when she’s fucking you too) She’s also supposed to be taking meds and she hasn’t. You don’t exactly know what mental illness she has, but she’s definitely not a well girl. (This really shouldn’t surprise you considering she’s fucking you)
None of this would be so bad, if she hadn’t become so increasingly sadistic towards you. You’ve been letting her get away with it too, so she’s just getting worse.
The only good thing about all this is you haven’t once been thinking about anime. Not because you’ve got something else to concentrate on now, but because you’ve learned to associate anime with pain and fear. (Which is a fetish you definitely haven’t embraced) Anytime you showed signs of relapsing again, your cousin would punish you severely. (Even more than usual)
While I’m sure there’s a lesson to be learned and the philosophical idea of being careful of wishing and all that other shit, but really none of that is going to help you right now. You can either stay in this completely fucked up relationship or try to break up with her.
One day when you’re alone with her in your basement, you just blurt it out.
“Patricia, you’ve been so nice to me. More than a basement dweller like me deserves. And I know this is wrong, but I’ve grown to love you. I can only hope that somewhere within you, you love me too.”
You’re never going to believe this, but Patricia doesn’t run away in terror screaming. Though she does look a little apprehensive and starts edging away from you.
“Uh…Brian. I’m flattered, but…uh I don’t think…”
“Believe me, I know it’s wrong. I used to read the SUPER HAPPY INCEST FAMILY comic series. But I can’t help but feel this way about you!”
“Brian, I know you’re desperate for female companionship, but maybe you just need to jack off or something.”
“Jacking off has lost all meaning now. At one time I used to just be satisfied with images of anime girls getting raped, but now that I’ve been in close and civilized contact with a real woman on a regular basis I want more.”
“Can’t you find a different girl?”
“What other girl wants me? You’re the only one I know who understands me!”
“But dude, I’m your cousin!”
“So? Samurai Warrior Raki Onari fell in love with his…”
At this point Patricia slaps you.
“Damn it Brian! I thought you were past this! You aren’t a samurai, I ain’t some geisha and this ISN’T an anime comic! You need to get this Jap shit outta your head once and for all!”
“I know, I know! (Sob!) But its like with you around, all my anime fantasies could come true! I mean maybe you could even put on some cat ears…”
Your cousin slaps you again.
“NO! FUCK NO! Look Brian if you expect any kind of relationship with me, you won’t be making me dress up in anything remotely furry!”
“(Sob) I’m sorry, I’m just…wait…did you say?”
“I said if you want any chance with me, you better knock off this anime shit for good!”
You can hardly believe your ears. Against all odds your pretty teenage cousin is offering to have a relationship you. It seemed like she was prett against it just a moment ago. At this point you pinch your own ass just make sure you’re not dreaming.
“Ow!” you say.
“Why the fuck are you pinching your own ass?”
“Nevermind. I’m just over thrilled that you aren’t calling the police on me. I’m so glad you’ve made this decision! I can be so good for you; you’ll see…but uh, remember we’ll have to keep this a secret.”
“No shit. We’d probably look suspicious hanging out together if most folks wouldn’t ever believe that I’d be caught dead fucking someone that looks like you! Hah! Though all that box lifting at the comic shop must’ve had an effect on you. You’re putting on a little more muscle rather than remaining the disgusting blob you were before.”
“Um…thanks I think...”
Now at this point someone less desperate would sense something is amiss personality wise with this chick, but of course you’re not really thinking about that.
You don’t think about it when she starts sucking your cock, minutes after this conversation.
You don’t think about it when she punches you in the face after swallowing your load.
You don’t think about it when she’s fucking you while your mom is out of the house.
You don’t think about it when she begins to constantly insult you and physically abuse you whenever possible.
After getting a dildo shoved up your ass during a particularly rough round of sex, you begin to think about it!
Over the past few months you’ve come to find out that your lovely Patricia is bat shit insane. Lots of stuff you didn’t know about her come to light, like your previous notions of her being some beacon of purity were completely wrong as well. She’s been fucking guys since sixth grade. (Definitely shows when she’s fucking you too) She’s also supposed to be taking meds and she hasn’t. You don’t exactly know what mental illness she has, but she’s definitely not a well girl. (This really shouldn’t surprise you considering she’s fucking you)
None of this would be so bad, if she hadn’t become so increasingly sadistic towards you. You’ve been letting her get away with it too, so she’s just getting worse.
The only good thing about all this is you haven’t once been thinking about anime. Not because you’ve got something else to concentrate on now, but because you’ve learned to associate anime with pain and fear. (Which is a fetish you definitely haven’t embraced) Anytime you showed signs of relapsing again, your cousin would punish you severely. (Even more than usual)
While I’m sure there’s a lesson to be learned and the philosophical idea of being careful of wishing and all that other shit, but really none of that is going to help you right now. You can either stay in this completely fucked up relationship or try to break up with her.
Choose:
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