Talk:Ogre/@comment-25204624-20150426174713/@comment-25035274-20150427143917

I creep up behind the Ogre and, while she's still fixated on her painting, I reach around her chest. I'm exceedingly careful not to make any noise or accidentally touch any part of her body. When I'm certain I'm at the appropriate position, I pull my hands tight against her chest.

"HONK HONK!!!"

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"Ghck..."

I look up at the sorta-kinda grunt, and the ogre's just short of trembling. I suddenly realize this may not have been the most well thought-out maneuver I could have made, and am just pulling my hands away to flee when I suddenly feel a vice-like grip lock on to my wrists.

"...'s not very nice to get a girl all worked up and then try to leave 'er hangin'..."

Oshi-