Fuck me this is hot.

I love it!~
–Ms. Alex Payne

>>21271
Yay! Glad you enjoyed. :)

so hot <3

Part 2

The hour passed slowly. At first, Penny tried to sleep but the florescent lights above her were too bright even with her eyes closed. She wished that she had asked for some kind of blindfold – perhaps her T-shirt rolled up and draped over her eyes. At least that would have blocked the light. She was very conscious of the weight of the soil on top of her but it was not crushingly heavy. What it reminded her of most was being buried under the sand at the seaside, something her little brother and she would happily take turns at when they were younger. Every time she breathed in, she felt the loose compost settle a little but it was not so heavy that it kept her from breathing out, as she had been afraid it might be. Although she knew she was going to die in that box and had long since made her peace with the idea, the thought of being crushed and suffocated still scared her.

To pass the time, as her tomb began to grow ever warmer, she pondered what the experience of dying was going to be like. What would actually kill her? She was grateful that she was not being cooked over coals or an open fire and she did not like the thought of her skin burning, drying out and cracking. They had discussed the technical aspects of cooking her meat many times but the thought of how it would actually feel to be cooked never seemed to come up. This form of cooking was supposed to cook evenly, inside and out, rather than outside through to the inside so she imagined it would continue to grow warmer until her organs started to shut down. The trapped girl could not help wondering just how much heat she would live to experience and how much, if any, pain she might experience as she slowly cooked to death. She hoped that it would feel like falling asleep in a nice, hot bath.

Despite the weight of the soil above her, Penny found that she was able to move her fingers a little, just enough to give some stimulation. Her restricted movement and the overall circumstances meant a climax was highly unlikely but it still felt nice and was a welcome distraction from what was happening to her, although she could not help but wonder if her increased heart rate would speed up or slow down the cooking process. At least, for now, she was relatively comfortable.

“Hey there!” Penny was snapped out of her musings but April’s voice. She turned her head to the side and saw both girls walking towards her with large soda cups in their hands. Jessica appeared to be finishing some kind of pastry. “How’s it going?”

“Well, I think.” Penny smiled, glad to have company again. The loneliness of laying alone in the box in an otherwise empty exhibition hall was not something that she had anticipated, “It’s kind of hard to tell from here! Hey,” she chuckled as she watched Jessica pop the last morsel into her mouth and lick her fingers, “Make sure you leave room for lunch! I hear the main dish is slow-cooked ginger and you wouldn’t want to miss out on that, would you?”

“Oh don’t worry!” Jessica laughed. “I’ve got plenty of appetite left for you! So,” she pulled a stool from the side of the booth and sat down next to the table, bringing her to the same level as Penny’s exposed head and making it easier to chat, “How does it feel?”

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Why was this reposted? What was wrong with the last upload of it?

>>21501
Slight upward tweaks on the girls' ages and took out lines about younger girls being cooked. It was when I thought the ban thing looked real :)

Well then…

The first chapter, though it would better be called a prologue with the current second chapter counting as the first, made me feel like I'm reading one of my own very first attempts at writing. Your experience of course makes you able to do a much better job with words, but the problems with storytelling are all the same. All stemming from it being a retelling, I think.

First: huge exposition dump. And totally out of place. The easiest thing that can be done to improve this would be not to have the twins fall asleep at the briefing and put all the info about Chaldea and its mission there. Even if the reader would still have to read through the same boring lecture, at least it would be an actual in-universe lecture and if the reader gets bored, at least they feel the same as the characters. Well, I guess technically it is currently also in-universe as it's Mash telling it, but it feels artificially put in this place of the story when there was even a dedicated briefing where all of this was already told if only the twins didn't fall asleep at the start (you can still make them fall asleep after you've already conveyed all the important info, so that they can still then be kicked out and all). Another thing this would accomplish would be separating the pieces of exposition so that all the stuff related to Chaldea can go in the briefing and Mash can then only tell about her being a demi-servant. Of course ideally the size of the exposition dump should also be reduced as much as possible. Are all the details about how chaldeas works and that its not enough by itself but also needs something called sheba? I bet even the original authors have no idea how all of this works, they've just put a bunch of mysterious words together, so why should we care. The important thing is only that it shows the incineration of humanity and the characters now have to stop that.

Second: rushing through things, some of which call for more detailed description, others should be cut completely. Which I think stems from the issue I wanted to list as third, but now that I think of it, they're mostly the same, and that is: you're not writing a story, but retelling a game/anime. There is no point in the whole "they fought some enemies and gained some exp so they then fought stronger enemies and defeated them too and finally they fought even stronger enemies but by that time they were leveled up enough to defeat those too… oh, and among the enemies there were normal skeletons, shadow servants and some weird skeletons called dragon tooth warriors" part. Save it for the time someone asks you how the game works. Why is it important to list the types of enemies? You're not describing the battles to show how each provided a new or different challenge and how the characters overcame it or something. So just say "they fought their way through to the mountain and discovered a cave". Or focus on the impact the fighting had on the characters, like "they had to fight their way to the mountain and Olga Marie was constantly complaining about it, but Mash said that there's a positive side to it as well, as through practice her and Carmilla were getting better at fighting together, preparing for the fight with the servant waiting for them in the mountain, to which Carmilla added that another positive side is that killing everything in their way is fun, just too bad skeletons don't bleed". Listing the types of enemies on the other end only leaves the reader with questions: why are there skeletons? there's now a new weird type of skeleton, so you mean normal skeletons are normal? The point of the prologue is to introduce the reader to the setting if they haven't played the game, but instead it only makes them more confused. You're also introducing new things that you don't care to explain either, mostly about the twins. They live in the same room why? Were they provided with two rooms, but decided to use only one so they can be together? Did they ask for a single room, provided with one with two beds, but only use one bed? Did they explicitly ask for a room with a double-sized bed, never trying to hide their relationship? Also how does it all work with them both being masters of the same servants? Is it some special power of being twins, because they like have one soul for the two of them or something?

Fourth: all the "oh, by the way, there was that too" moments stemming from you trying to rush through things but then facing the problem that the thing you skipped happened to be important later. Like "oh, by the way Olga Marie was with them all that time", yeah, you did say she joined them, but then never mentioned her again until absolutely necessary, by that point even I forgot she was there, even though I did play the game. Lev Lainur appeared out of nowhere. If you haven't introduced him earlier, at least bother to more properly explain who he is the moment he appears.

All in all if you want it to properly work as the introduction into the setting for people unfamiliar with it, it should be more thorough and detailed. Either that or give up on that and repurposed it for people who are already familiar with the setting to introduce them to what is different in your story, so focus on the twins and Carmilla, and in places of explanation dumps put something like "the briefing explained about Chaldea and its mission to protect humanity" just to inform the reader that the characters now know that, and what exactly are the details the reader already know, and actually even for those who don't know, is it really all that important?

Now, for the second chapter, it's much better from the storytelling standpoint, because now you're actually telling a story and not retelling a game or anime. Just too much alcohol for my taste, but I'll have to hope that it was just because of Jink Ke and will never happen ever again. Also the part with Mash still felt too rushed. It's fine if you want her seduced so easily, but at least give her some dialogue too.

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>>21295

Thanks for taking the time to give such detailed feedback.

I agree with pretty much most of what you said, for some reason while writing some of the details seemed more important than they do now. The first rough draft didn't really explain CHALDEAS, but it seemed necessary to explain why Olga Marie was so upset when it had turned red, and Mash's explanation seemed the only place where it would fit. And when I was explaining one thing it seemed natural to explain others. Now I agree that it should have been explained during Olga Marie's briefing, it would give even more weight to her horror if she had spoken about it with barely withheld excitement earlier, and things like SHEBA could have been left out entirely. Maybe SHEABA's explanation is where the protagonists could have dozed off, hinting to the reader know there is more to know without piling on too much exposition. My initial plan was to have three blocks of exposition, after the rayshift from Mash, from Dr. Roman after establishing contact, and from Da Vinci after returning. I thought interrupting with exposition once might be less painful, but it might have been better the first way.

You're right that I could have explained more about the twin's situation. Grand Order has a handful of Servants that are two characters sharing a single Spirit Origin (Castor and Pollux might have even been the impetus for me to finally finish the first chapter), and I suppose my thinking was that is was a similar situation, just as a Master instead of a Servant. They probably applied for a single room, either as a couple or sibling roommates. Whether or not they were open about the other side of their relationship could go either way. The idea of siblings sharing a servant isn't a totally new idea to Fate, though the other instance utilized unique sorcery and had the servant split into a good side and an evil side, each sister controlling one. https://typemoon.fandom.com/wiki/Edelfelt_sisters

Mash's scene at the end of Chapter 2 was more intended to be kind of an epilogue rather than it's own full scene. The focus of the story is more the guro aspect and that scene was pretty vanilla, just establishing a sexual relationship between Mash and the twins going forward. Though I can see where you're coming from saying Mash could have used more dialogue and characterization.

I don't know if I'll try rewriting the first chapter, I'm just kind of relieved to finally move it out of the WIP folder after two years. Chapter 2 was in there less than a week. Enthusiasm for rewriting is dampened even further by not being able to edit posts here. Maybe I'll revisit it eventually, but for now I'm just excited to finally be past it and able to write some of the ideas I have for the setting.

The alcohol was indeed mainly because of Jing Ke. If I write a chapter featuring Shuten Douji it would probably heavily involve drinking, but otherwise I wouldn't expect it to be involved much, maybe just some rum or something with the pirates or other debauchery servants.

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>>21301

Why do I forget to add my name so often?

> I don't know if I'll try rewriting the first chapter, I'm just kind of relieved to finally move it out of the WIP folder after two years.

Good point. That's why I was saying maybe you shouldn't have tried to explain every detail of the setting to the newcomers, and instead focus on what's different and important in your own story. Maybe that wouldn't have taken two years. But what's done is done, no point in turning back now that you've finally gotten done with the prologue and got to the actual story. I bet no reader would prefer you reworking the prologue for another two years over seeing the continuation hopefully soon.

I may be wrong judging from just one chapter, but if your story is going to focus more on Servants killing each other in various ways inside Chaldea for the sake of power ups, rather than on saving the humanity, then the original story events can be skipped entirely and just mentioned like "after the events of such and such singularity such and such servants have joined Chaldea… so let's see how we can have fun with them now", or maybe a character telling another character "remember how you've used such and such technique in that battle back then? Wouldn't it be fun to try use it for fun?" and readers familiar with the original story would be pleased with recognizing the reference, while for readers unfamiliar that suggestion by itself would serve as enough introduction into that character having that technique.

Happy to hear that I've inspired you to get started on writing a series of your own ^^ I'm not familiar with FGO myself, only watched the UBW anime as a reference for some comms earlier this year, but I'll make sure to give it a read ^^

That said, there already exists a pretty good FGO-oriented story by Deathstalker, here: http://depravityrepository.org/forums/showthread.php?tid=1180 Not saying this to discourage you, just pointing out some scenarios from that verse that were already done by another author that you might want to avoid ^^

>>21489


I wanted to add another thing I noticed, which is this "announcement" is NOT on the front page and is NOT in the rules.

Nothing adds up.

>>21490
I think this is again that spammer's doing. In feedback thread mods already solved cp spam problem and I hope this sticky ban message would disappear.

I agree that this sudden loli ban sounds quite fishy.

Let's hope :)

Just to be safe, we should refrain from posting until this all clears up.

Part 2 - An Explosively Good BBQ

Suzie had not lasted much longer Saturday afternoon – the mental and physical stress, not to mention the trauma to her young body, had tired her right out. She has excused herself from the party, taken a long hot bath then gone to bed. It was Sunday morning before she awoke, feeling sore and aching but no more than after a good gym session. Sitting no the toilet, she heard a metallic clink of something hitting the bowl and realised that she must have passed the explosive device she’d been told to swallow. She wasn’t going to ask her dad if he wanted it back and she certainly didn’t feel like fishing around for it but it did get her thinking. Her dad had said that all the devices used in her challenge the day before had been adapted from his military projects at work so what was the little explosive supposed to do? Were you supposed to trick and enemy into swallowing it then detonate it once you were a safe distance away or something? She resolved to sneak into her dad’s study and find out.

As luck would have it, when she came out of the bathroom, Suzie realised that her parents had already left for Church, leaving her to sleep, and she was alone in the house. She quickly dressed in black leggings and a black crop top and went to investigate. In her dad’s study she found not only a whole case of the shiny metal pellets but a small detonation device with each. Clearly the one that had been inside her had been specially adapted for the purpose, to explode on a timer, but the rest seemed to be unmodified. The manual with them made for very interesting reading indeed and gave her an idea. She returned to her bedroom and started to think through the plan.

Putting on makeup with her left hand was trickier than she’d thought it might be but she was damned if she was not going to spend her last day or so fully expressing herself. She knew that she wouldn’t be allowed to wear any for the barbecue but she figured that by that point it would be the least of her worries. With a pair of scissors, she trimmed the burned ends off her long black hair. It was not perfect but she made a reasonable job of it. Looking out her bedroom window she saw that her dad and his friends had clearly been busy while she was sleeping.

The arena had been completely dismantled and the damaged sections of lawn re-turfed. What most caught her eye, however, was the metal barbecue that had been constructed on the patio. She noticed that it was not as wide as she had expected but appeared to be a two-tier construction. She hoped that her dad did not plan no butchering her before cooking – that might ruin the plan! Although, she reflected, it would still work after a fashion, just wouldn’t be as entertaining or satisfying.

Remembering what she had seen the in manual, Suzie used her phone to pair the explosive pellet to the detonator then, taking a deep breath, picked up her scissors again. One she had done what she needed to do, she went downstairs to check on her brother.

Suzie opened the front door to see her brother being sucked off by a blonde in a pink crop-top that was really little more than a sports bra. She recognised her at once – it was Angelique from her year at school. Angelique lived two streets away and was the deadly combination of pretty, rich and popular which made her feel she had the right to act like a world-class bitch to anyone who fell short of her social perfection.

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nice story

>>21495
Thanks :)

(Additional Tag(s): Necksnap)

A True Hero Wins

Chara panted as the weapon her hand slipped from her grip. She was on her last legs on this run, and Undyne wasn't showing many openings. The twisted child huffed and charged again, only for a spear to render her arm worthless. She still kept running, intent on shoulder-checking the fish woman off the bridge, only for Undyne to grab her and slam her into the bridge with a single movement. Chara tried to stand, only for Undyne to pin her by the neck under her boot. Chara stopped struggling right then with a smirk, as Undyne applied pressure. With a quick snap, Chara's body fell limp. Undyne was still enraged by the tyke and punted her lifeless corpse off the bridge into the ravine below.

Then time reset.

(Additional Tag(s): Necksnap, Impalement)

Beach Mishap

The blonde struggled fiercely as the black girl had her bound by the neck. Both girls were about 9, but while the blonde was a fashion whore getting the next trends, the black girl studied both hand-to-hand and weapon combat, and it showed. The blonde could do little but flail as the black girl looked down.

"What was that about my bikini again?" The black girl asked.

"Take off my-GACK!" The blonde started to make her foolish demand again, before being silenced by a flex of the black girl. A small pop resounded on the beach as the blonde twitched and spasmed, not dead, but unable to move under her own power. The black girl looked her over.

"Thought so." The black girl start, before seeing the blonde with her middle finger up.

Calmly, and without a word, she stabbed a finger into the blonde where her left lung was, causing it to fill with blood.

(Additional Tag(s): Necksnap, Mature)

Rejected

Berri continued to reject Lola's advances, to the latter's dismay, and not even alcohol could change her mind. Lola, starting to be more than a little annoyed by this, stole a kiss from Berri only to be pushed off. Unfortunately for the dim, blonde squirrel girl, Lola was a capable athlete, and her patience was gone. With a single swift motion, she leapt onto Berri's shoulders, slamming Berri's head into her crotch and pinning her to the bar. Berri attempted to swing Lola off, only to give the bunny enough momentum to swing around Berri's neck in a vice grip, snapping it loud enough to instantly sober her up.

Berri spasmed in between Lola's thighs as her mouth attempted to move, only serving to tease Lola more. Her drink spilled from her hands as she went slack, no longer having the ability to resist the bunny's more carnal desires.

(Additional Tag(s): Neck Snap)

Rodent Removal

Peach had invited Amy Rose to a special sparring ring outside her castle for a little girl time. Amy, being rather desperate to talk with someone that would be around for more than a few minutes, accept the offer, thinking it would be a nice way to let off steam. Little did she know, Peach was planning something a bit more sinister.

Peach met Amy outside the castle in her sports gear and with two pieces of cake. Handing Amy one, she ate her own chatting with the hedgehog about their love lives and walking to the ring. As Peach shared some nice info about her time with Mario her cousin time with Luigi, Amy felt herself becoming more pissed as she spoke about her failures. By the time Amy was at the ring, she was completely livid. Too livid in fact to notice the subtle taste difference in her slice or the extra bit of red in Peach's. She just had violence on the mind.

The two steps into the rings and Peach offered a handshake to keep up appearances, only for Amy to swing her Piko Piko hammer at the princess. "Why do you have to have all the luck, huh?!"

Peach, for her part, was able to dodge the wild swings that came for her, moving back towards the ring's barrier. "Maybe, it's just I know what boys like?" She said with a wink. Amy threw her hammer at the Princess, only for the weapon to sail out of the arena.

With the biggest threat out of the way, Peach lunged forward, tackling Amy to the ground. Amy attempted to brace, but found her strength waning even more than it should have. Not to mention, Peach felt faster and stronger than when they met at the Games.

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(Additional Tag(s): Dragon Ball, OC, NeckSnap)

Redeployment

Sashimi's scouter pinged for redeployment, an odd occurrence, but not one she could really argue with, as it sent her off as her comrades started to drop off from her scouter. She ended up sent to a nearish unmarked planet with little life around, her mission to investigate the readings here, and remove the threat if there was one. Using her scanner to check her surrounding yielded no results, and she tsked, thinking herself alone on the backwater rock.

But she wasn't, and if she could sense energy, she'd have know a putty-like woman had come near. As it stood, she was completely unprepared for the long, green tail that came at her from one of the random boulders around. A Majin woman had had gone through the planet and destroyed most of the population before being attracted by Sashimi's touchdown. "What have here?" Was her only warning, as the tail snaked around her neck from behind and tightly coiled around the grunt. Sashimi started to struggle as she came face to face with her green-skinned opponent, unable to flail out of the death grip and forced to stare at someone that, frankly, was a bit more of a beauty than she.

Beyond the green skin, the Majin was built like an amazon, with a filled out chest, and an ass you could bounce a zeni off of. Silver hair flowed down her head in twin tails, and her eyes, thought terrifying in their cold stare, had an allure about them with their black sclera on blue eyes. Sashimi started to struggle with a massive (for her) Ki discharge, breaking the grip to ready for a fight. The Majin woman barely seemed fazed as only dust kicked up, accidentally giving her the advantage. "Muu like you. Muu wants to play."

With that Sashimi could barely move to block as Muu disappeared from both sight and scan. A high punch at her face nearly shattered her arm, and a low kick stole the wind from her gut. Sashimi attempted to throw out a blast in response, but it went wide, as Muu came from behind once more. "Muu bored with you now."With that, the Majin woman lifted Sashimi up and piledrived her behind them. Sashimi was lucky enough to tilt herself enough to not immediately break her neck or back, but with the pain she was feeling and the excess of energy she spent, she wasn't getting back up anytime soon.

Instead, she rolled onto her back as Muu released her, charging up a pinpoint ki blast. "Bye bye." Muu called sweetly, before grabbing Sashimi's foot with her tail and turning her to face her demise. Sashimi had just enough time to realize what was going on, before the blast went straight through the center of her neck, leaving a nice pretty hole to fill with her alien blood. Sashimi's attempt to bluster about the Freiza force or how Muu would regret this, came out in undignified gurgles as she flailed and dangled in Muu's grip.

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The girl was led to the restaurant's dining hall, knowing what will happen but unable to protest, and sat in front of a table. Behind it sat a smiling woman, her plate empty. Pain pierced her head as a circle was cut into her skull.

She looked the girl in the eyes as her skull's top was removed. Spatula-like tools were plunged into her head and lifted her brain into the open air, draining the terror from her face.

It was placed on her plate. She took a slice, savoring it. Many rich ate human meat. She ate people.

An awesome read, looking forward to chapter 3!

More plz!

Hoping to read more!

I repent of saying this story is evil.

Have her shove someone up her butt and kill em that way!

Glory Hole
(Cardcaptor Sakura, Kinomoto Sakura, casual)

Back at the long break Tomoyo couldn’t help but notice that both Sakura and Syaoran joined the rest of their group of friends at their usual lunch spot in the school’s yard surprisingly late. Everyone was already half through their meals, and that’s given they didn’t start before waiting for Sakura and Syaoran several minutes and even then there was more talking than actually eating. And when the two have finally arrived, not only they did so within a minute, which wouldn’t be so suspicious by itself, but they were also pretty badly acting with their ‘surprise’ at seeing each other being late too, and also their excuses. Namely, Syaoran hurried to speak first to say he was in the toilet, which made Sakura frantically try to come up with something different, and she ended up saying Terada-sensei asked her to suck his dick during his own lunch instead of Rika, who used to do so before she went missing about a month ago.

Tomoyo decided not to voice that her information on what their teacher has been doing during the long break differed. Sakura must have missed it because while she did have a vibrator back at home, in school she preferred to wear a simple wooden dildo she made in the crafts class, so that she didn’t have to take it out once in a while to charge. Tomoyo, on the other hand, could afford having spare toys, after all it was her mother’s company that produced them, and so she always kept half a dozen of egg vibrators working in her pussy and another full dozen charging at the wireless charging station plugged into a power socket at the back of the classroom. This is why at the start of this very break when she went to exchange the dead vibrators in her pussy for a set of freshly charged ones, Tomoyo happened to notice Terada-sensei picking up another toy that was charging alongside hers, which looked like an automatic masturbator. So unless he had two dicks, which is hardly a surgery an elementary school teacher can afford, he didn’t require Sakura to take care of his erection.

Something has definitely happened between Sakura and Syaoran. Tomoyo was dying to know the details, but seeing how the two weren’t willing to share yet, kept her usual polite demeanor, pretending she didn’t suspect anything. Although her suspicions only grew during the subsequent lessons, as Sakura and to a lesser extent Syaoran continued to be noticeably nervous, betraying that something was occupying their minds. Tomoyo couldn’t help but grow impatient herself, wondering for how long she would be able to keep acting cool before succumbing to an impulse to ask Sakura directly. But thankfully it didn’t have to come to that, as after the school finally ended Sakura approached Tomoyo by herself and suggested they go to the local park to talk.

The girls sat on one of the benches along the perimeter of the plaza in the center of the park, which served as its main intersection, so people constantly passed by. On the way Sakura bought an ice cream in hope that distracting herself with it would help her be less nervous. Of course, along with a semen-flavoured one for herself she also got one with the taste of pussy juice for her friend.
“So,” Tomoyo finally asked after taking a few licks of her ice cream, trying not to sound overly eager, but not so sure if she managed, “what did you want to talk about?”
“Well, it’s…” Sakura muttered, embarrassedly averting her gaze from Tomoyo and ending up staring in front of herself through the passers by at the two cabins in the center of the plaza, labeled M and W.
“You can borrow these”, Tomoyo said, taking out of her schoolbag her extra dozen of charged egg vibrators, as she noticed Sakura fidgeting on the bench.

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A New Year song. Just on time! Almost.
(There's an English translation below… the translation is not singable, but at least you can have an idea what it's about… I guess…)
I was imagining this sung by the Kagamine twins, thus plural first person perspective, but they're not really mentioned by name, so take it however you like.

Верёвка впивается в шею
(песня)

Original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvdX8jF4ick

The guro lyrics:

Верёвка впивается в шею
Всё туже, всё туже…

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>>19789
Wow, i like this story, I love Card Captor Sakura, and this story is a strange mix between extreme pervertedness and innocent crush between Sakura and Shaloan,
But…. it does look like the date will be cancelled, as they both might end in the meat grinder….

> it does look like the date will be cancelled, as they both might end in the meat grinder…
Oh, they definitely will! In a couple of weeks when they get too weak to properly perform blowjobs.
Of course, as illustrated by Sakura returning the vibrators, the doors aren't locked or anything and they could technically always leave.
But they won't, because leaving the cabin would be ill manners.
There's no reason to worry about the date though. Obviously the date is planned for the case if they are alive. So they don't feel bad for the date being cancelled if the reason is that they would be dead. Or serving in the cabins, which is basically the same, because they'll stay there until they're dead.

> I love Card Captor Sakura
Oh, and speaking of Sakura, I've just uploaded a bunch of new alterations in the alteration thread on /g/, so you might want to check those out too.

Oh nice!

nice!

Wow the slaughter was fucking intense. Hot!

Nice!

Pt 2

“Damn!” Samantha groaned, clutching her head as she woke up to find herself sat on the floor of her dorm room in her underwear, leaning against the bed on which Vicki was sprawled, similarly dressed. Amelia seemed to be the most worst for wear of all of them having apparently lost her bra along with the rest of her clothes and was now passed out in the computer chair, head tipped back and snoring loudly. “Just how much did we drink last night?” A quick look around the room at all the empty bottles that littered the floor gave her the answer she was fairly sure that she hadn’t wanted.

She tried to stand and regretted it instantly as the pain it made her feel as if she had been whacked over the head with a large mallet wielded by a particularly angry mountain troll. Revising her ambition to something more achievable, Samantha crawled over to her desk, hoping that her phone was still where she had left it, charging from the computer’s USB port. Carefully, slowly, she pulled herself up, pushing the chair occupied by the unconscious Amelia slightly aside, having absolutely no effect on its occupant. Fortunately, her phone was where she expected it to be – the first thing she had to be thankful for that morning.

“Shit…” she muttered, seeing the time and wincing at the sound of her own voice. She had a lecture in just over half an hour and she could not really afford to miss it. Although she wanted nothing more than to roll Vicki to one side of the bed and crash out again, either to die or sleep off her hangover, she had no particular preference, she forced herself to stand and slowly, shoving empty bottles out of the way with her foot, shuffled her way to the bathroom where she peeled off her apparently vodka-soaked underwear and turned on the shower.

The cool water revived her a little, enough to hunt for a packet of painkillers from which she swallowed twice the recommended dose, determined to survive the lecture. At least she only had one that day and could sleep off the rest of the night’s excesses afterwards. The combination of the shower, the pills and the fresh air on her walk across campus did her the world of good and, by the time she arrived at the lecture hall, her hangover had receded to the point that it was a mere irritation, possible to ignore most of the time, especially as the lecture was on a particularly interesting topic, delivered by her favourite tutor.

By the time the lecture was over, she had almost forgotten the way she has woken up feeling and decided to go to the cafe across campus from the lecture hall for a latte. Half way there, however, she heard her name being called frantically by someone who was apparently running to catch up with her. Stopping, she turned around to see Amelia running towards her with Vicki walking briskly behind.

“Hey!” she smiled, “You woke up eventually then?”

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Wonderful! We're going back to Sidney's. I've missed that lovely place.

>>19637
Me too, honestly!

Great stuff. My favorite amount of girls (three) in my favorite age range (18-21). I hope you get to finish this story at some point.

>>21336
Ooh yeah I need to get back to this one too! lol

>>20935
Oh yes I knew this story was finished but I wondered if you might right others - glad to hear you are considering it :-D I noticed one line that was very similar to one I used recently - was that intentional homage or coincidence? Hehe

well, i am a fan of your works but i did not intentionally borrow anything so probably just a highly influenced coincidence. may i ask which line?

>>20938
About the many small wounds of being stitched up hurting way more than the big wound - I used a very similar one at the end of "Megan & Melody" :-) I know I subconciously borrow lines from time to time - it's perfectly normal :-)

>>20938
Thank you for saying you're a fan btw :-D

nice story

>>20657
NNNNEEEEERRRRRDDDDD

>>20664
No. Wrong physics is a turnoff. Wrong programming is even more of a turnoff. It makes no sense for an overflow to call a function.

Guess this is right. Cunningham's Law states "the best way to get the right answer on the internet is not to ask a question; it's to post the wrong answer."

>>21309

Thanks for bumping just to say that lol

>>21309
Lmao fuck off retard