Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34163681-20190130053400/@comment-25808351-20190130064235

I explain to the Myconid why me and my friends are are here and she immediately saddens. “I’m sorry. D-do you want a hug?” She asks shyly. I think for a moment and accept her offer but as I hug her, my senses become jumbled, and I know it’s not the alcohol. So I invite her back to my table to meet my friends.

As time drones on and my friends chat her up, I continue to note my mind scrambling and the fact that the Myconid (named Allia) is practically clinging to me. After many stories and drinks later, my friends and I part ways while Allia remains by my side. As I look to her, she looks to me. “May I go to your place?” She asks with a cute expression.

Finding it impossible to refuse her, I walk with her home, do my best to resist my thoughts as my attraction to her swelled. As we reached my home, she stepped inside my house and looked around curiously while I crashed on my couch. As I look up at the ceiling fan, Allia appears over top of me, looking down.

We talk for sometime before she throws me a fast one. “May I make you happy?” She asks while grabbing my hand. I knew what she wanted. Her stare, body language and red face screamed of desire. With zero strength to resist her any longer, I took her right there on the couch. From then on, we were together.