Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35836714-20180812121305/@comment-27950421-20180909221017


 * 1 month and 5 days after the initial event.

The door is knocked on once again. Accepting that my fate is to answer it, I rise up from my spot on the couch and do so.

I once again find the Dark Valkerie. This time however she isn't alone, behind her being a flock of dark angels hover behind her

I groan and mutter under my breath, "I was right about them multiplying..."

The Dark Valkerie tilts her head, "What?"

I wave her off, "Nothing, what do you want?

She immediately drops to knees, her expression a mixture of religious bliss and perverse depravity, "Oh mighty lord of thunder. I have personally corrupted these followers of the light in depraved submissive sluts to worship you and your mighty cock. Please take this payment and accept this humble masochist slave into your harem."

I stare at her for a moment and then look up at the lesser fallen angels. They all loom to me with expressions ranging from blind hope, lustful drooling, and similarly worshipful expressions like what the Dark Valkerie has.

I pause for a moment, "Wait..."

I look at the Datk Valkerie with a suspicious eye, "How do you know what my dick is like?"

The Dark Valkerie breaks out into a nervous sweat, "I uh... I most certainly wasn't abusing my magic to spy on you in the shower or see thruogh your clothes..."

I glare at her, "Uh-huh... see to it that never do, because stalking like that is really creepy and I wouldn't have sex with someone who does that."

The Dark Valkerie audibly gulps, "I understand...

I nod, "Good... anyways, I don't like chicks with a flat chest and no ass. All these dark angels can be described as such. Rejected."

I then close the door.

My father stares at me suspiciously, "Are you starting a cult?"

I sigh, "No dad."

On my way to the couch I pause, "Though you know, I should see about making a secularist group around here."