User blog:Safnar/Attempted Suicide

The 16 year old boy ran through the forest. Clutching at both his cramped side and the small knife in his quivering hand.

His young soft body cut and bruised by the brush he pushed through as he ran from the smoldering remains of his small farm town. Monsters had never been seen by this town but that didn’t stop the horrid of Mamono from attacking.

He had watched all his friends pounced on and grabbed by the strange unfamiliar beasts and had somehow managed to slip away. But as he pushed on tears streaming down his face he began to grow weak from the running.

Head spinning he stumbled into a clearing and almost fell trying to catch his breath. Pulling air into his burning lungs he almost missed the sounds of the one chasing him.

He turned toured the nose trembling in terror. Stories of the horrible and slow ways monsters ate or killed humans ringing in his head.

She stepped out of the vegetation panting heavily as she two almost fell over. The cute holstarus many only a few years older than him. But as the boy in his terror stricken mind looked at her only saw the sharp horns on her head the long white tail, and the abnormal black and white colors. All he knew was that she was not human and he could not fight or run.

Not wanting a slow painful fate the boy raised the knife to his neck. This way he could die quick on his own terms. He would not let the monster get him.

The cow girl saw this and felt a jolt of panic. Even if she hadn't fallen madly in love with this boy on sight she would have done anything to stop him.

"No! Stop!" She shouted. The boy could feel his own pulse against the cold steal. His eyes tightly wedged shut. But there was something about that voice. Something in it that made him hesitate.

"P-please don't." The girl said. It was enough to pull him out of his panic a little and open his eyes and really see her. To see that her horns where small and cute. That her adorable face had a look of genuine concern as her Crystal blue eyes filled with tears unshed. Her hand was reached out toured him her entire mesmerizing body trembling as she put every ounce of her will into the hope that he does not draw the knife across his neck.

What difference does it make what she looks like she’s a monster right? And yet as he looked at her he was stuck with indecision and the blade remand still at his neck. Other Mamono had come to watch wondering if the Holstarus would save the poor boy. Why hadn't he done it? Why hadn't he saved himself? He though as he stared at the girl before him. His eyes wander to her chest. She noticed his hesitation and carefully stepped forward her hand still out-stretched.

Just a little closer. She thought as she took another slow step. The tremors of fear in the boy’s body grew as she edged closer. He had to do it before she reached him or she would no doubt take the knife and take her time killing him yet he stood rooted and scared watching her approach.

Her finger tips gently brushed the hand the knife was in and ever so slowly she wrapped her fingers around his wrist. She could feel his shaking. Slowly she pulled his hand away from his neck. Her touch is so soft. The boy thought. She slowly brought her body closer as the knife was moved away. She wasn’t on him yet only holding the knife far away. She wasn’t putting any force into her touch she moved her hand and his followed.

I can’t let her win I need to bring it back. He thought. Ever so gently the girl gave a small squeeze to his wrist and the knife fell from his hand landing in the grass with a small thud. He had lost.

“P-p-please d-don’t hurt me.” He begged. The girl slowly continued to move her body closer. Not wanting to brake whatever spell she had him under.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” She whispered her voice as sweet as honey. She took immense pleasure gently pushing her chest, which had been throbbing to touch him the moment she saw him, against his feeling his elevated hart rate with her breasts. The boy felt heat rise to his cheeks as he felt the unspeakably soft mounds of her chest push against him. The girl slowly wrapped her arms around the boy’s neck pushing her chest harder against him and bringing her delicate pink lips closer to his. “Nothing will ever hurt you again my love.” She breathed gust as her lips brushed his.

The boy was overwhelmed still convinced she was going to eat him until her soft lips locked with his adding to the soft comforting feeling her breasts had started. She could feel his resistance even when he realized she wasn’t going to kill him. He tried not to kiss her back and he seemed to be trying to escape the touch of her breasts. It didn’t matter. She knew that after doing what she had planned with her supple chest he wouldn’t resist any more. She would kiss him a few moments longer them push him down and train him with her biggest assets. When he was ready she’ll use the other good but for now her breasts were throbbing for him.