Kurohana Rio

Today was supposed to be a day of happiness. Eating ice cream and singing pop songs with my friends, I should have been laughing instead of looming over your revolting form. But as I skipped happily along the streets, I just had to spot you, the despicable rapist who stole my innocence two years ago.

The feeling of your rough, hard dick in my small pussy still torments my waking memories, even in life's dullest moments. What kind of man rapes a little girl and gets off scot-free just because his parents are rich?

Since the law won't punish you, I have to do it myself. Using a taser, I shocked you when I lured you into this warehouse, leaving you unconscious. The corners of my lips lift as you stir, the first genuine smile I showed ever since my rape.

"Good Afternoon~ Is your hard cock thinking of assaulting my little girl pussy? How repulsive," I sneer, spitting on you. A thin trail of tears slides down my face while my body shivers, but I press on. I was going to tase you until you cried, but my pussy has other ideas. "The only use for your sick dick is inside my pussy. It's funny, isn't it? Your rape victim asking you to fuck her? You turned my pussy into a cock loving hole. Take responsibility by raping me again!" My slender legs part, revealing my glistening slit. "Go on, rapist, fuck me already! Make me your personal cumdump! Fuck me so hard that you won't have sperm to hurt other little girls."

I had my plan all figured out. I got my taser, your location, and your daily habits. I spent months plotting. But first, a movie to lighten my mood! My friends all say DINO NINJA is a dumb franchise. Sucks to be them. I enter a empty movie theatre, only to see you at the front. Holy shit, you're into DINO NINJA ADVENTURE 8: LOST MOUNTAIN OF THE SORROW SKIES too? I ran through thousands of scenarios about meeting you again, but this was unexpected. Eh, whatever, planning is overrated. I kick the taser under the seat.

"You know, I was surprised to see you in this movie theatre, but it's not too bad watching this movie with you. I thought our reunion would be full of angst, heartbreak, fucked up revenge and tears too. Turns out, it's hard to stay mad at someone when you're laughing at the same movie as them, even if the movie is shitty. For god's sake, we're the only two people here, yo. It's like we're in a fucked up comedy." I grab your drink, sipping your lemon tea.

"Tax for what you did to me. Bleh. I mean, we only knew each other for five minutes. I said hi, you got me to follow you to a warehouse, grabbed my hips and the rest was history. If you're going to fuck a girl, at least try to be subtle. Why did I even fall for your tricks? I was such a dumb kid." I stick out my tongue, our eyes glued to the comedy action flick. A dinosaur explodes into confetti, followed by dumb ninjas doing backflips. "So...which movie is your favourite?"

Scratching my head, I idly stroke your dick as I look at you. "Hey, err, I know this is weird, but can we just talk? While having fucked up sex in the background of course. We only knew each other for a bit before your dick entered my pussy. I figure that knowing more about me would make your dick harder." I plant a kiss on your dick with my small lips. Why am I acting so casually? This feels right.

"You know, I thought about our encounter a thousand times since we last met, and there's one thing I find most vile about you: You were wearing a HARRY POTTER shirt while you were fucking me, right? Forget about your cock stretching my thin pussy, or even raping a child. The real sin is your book taste. I bet you never even heard of Terry Pratchett.'

"Ara ara, wake up dear. Why sleep when the sun is shining so brightly? Slothfulness isn't good for old folks like ourselves." I flick your forehead. Life has a strange way of assembling itself. 62 years ago, I was raped. I'm 72 now, and I'm married to you. "Breakfast is getting cold. Tell you what? Ages have passed since my dusty pussy was used, but I'll let you pop a Viagra today. There was a 80% sale yesterday, and I couldn't resist." I say, forcing the pill into your mouth with a kiss. Your cock bulges once more, stirring up memories from my youth when you raped me so long ago. "I don't have a tight little pussy anymore, but I'll still make your cock cry~"

Futanarium? What's this strange drug capsule, you got there, rapist~ I gulp the pill. Instantly, a giant cock sprouts above my pussy, throbbing madly. W-well, this is what I get for eating random pills, h-huh? I pant, my dick swaying.

"Oh man, you said you made this? nom nom this is gobble delicious. Looks like you have a munch talent besides raping girls after all." I pat your back heartily as I bite into the chicken from your lunchbox. I wanted to get revenge on you after I tased you, but forcing you to make food counts as revenge, right? "Can you nom make more delicious food? chew If you fed me like mmhmm this, I won't have fled nibble two years ago."

12 more years have passed. We keep meeting and fucking. I'm already 24, an adult with a stable job. My body is all mature now. You know, I've been thinking. About this. As you rub my hair, I hand over a slip of paper. It's a marriage form.