Believe it or not I actually do have a specific method of doing the language of Forgery in. It's not random squiggles. If you think hard enough, you might even be able to read the banner above the whiteboard. ------------------------------ Swirling black spirals and flashes scatter across the massive ass plastered directly on my face. How long had it been? A minute, right? Maybe a minute and a half? She was going to lift up any second now and my consciousness will stop fading. I just have to hold on a tiny bit longer. "43... 44... 45." It hasn't even been a minute yet!? This is bad. I'm fading fast. If I pass out, she's just gonna make me do this again as punishment. C'mon Jessica, focus! Anywhere but here, astral project yourself playing with some cute puppies, picture yourself in a field of beautiful flowers. Stop thinking about her butt. Stop thinking about how it smells intoxicating. Stop thinking about how soft it is. And for the love of God, stop imagining yourself licking it. Squeezing it. You hate this... right? Ugh my thoughts are jumbled. I'm not thinking straight... literally in this case. This is wrong. Disgusting. But... shit. I can't keep my eyes open. No no no. Just a few more seconds, you can make it! "53... 54... 55..." ------------------------- All characters belong to me. Always welcome engagement, fanart, and fanfic!
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