Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-66.44.187.223-20190919001046

You had an interesting predicament. Its best to start from the beginning. You had a normal childhood for the first 10 years of your life, making friends, playing at recess, the usual. But when puberty started to roll in, you were a very special case. To put it simply, you were like if prince charming actually existed. Not a single one of your features was out of place, you had a perfect jawline, nose, etc. Your eyes were like jewels swiveling in your head, And you cant remember ever having the acne that your friends complained about.

You were like a medusa if instead of turning you to stone, your gaze caused people to fall head over heels for you. This lead to hundreds of attempts from Mamono, human girls, and more than a few guys to get you for themselves. You proved crafty enough to avoid their traps then, but eventually they were getting too good or too aggressive to ignore anymore. When you were 13, your family moved far away. To counteract your good looks, you grew your hair to cover your face. Now only the tip of your nose, your mouth, and chin were visible.

You were now 18. You needed to move several times after your looks escaped their hairy prison. You had to come up with several countermeasures to things. You had to put some unnoticeable weights in your hair each morning for fighting the wind, you purposely made no friends, and pretended to be shy, and antisocial. It sucked but it was better than being hunted by everyone in your school.

Today though, you had screwed up. You hadn't gotten enough sleep last night due to your homework, and due to that didn't put your hair weights in today. But your already more than halfway to school so its too late to turn back without missing first hour. Of course today had to be especially windy and your hair is blowing away from your face. To top it all off, your hellhound bully, Cara, decided to come to school on time for once. She was your average 'I'm better than you' bully. Knocking you down, stealing your lunch money, that sort of thing. Every now and then she would get the werewolf bitches to chase you home.

She comes up to you while you struggle with keeping your hair in your face. When she reaches you she bellows.

"Hey cousin IT!"

"H-Hey Cara."

"I didnt know you came to school this way too."

It was getting unreasonably hard to keep your hair from revealing your face at this point.

"Anyway, you gonna give me your lunch money now, or do I have to beat it outta you?"

"W-what, come on, school hasnt even started yet!"

"I dont care, I wanna get some desert and its pizza day."

"If I give you my lunch money can I go?" By now you had to use both hands to keep your face a secret. Cara noticed this and seemed to get annoyed.

"Ok dipshit, if I'm talking to you, ya gotta stop screwing with your hair!"

She grabs your hands with her large and surprisingly soft paws, then rips them away from your face. As if on que, the wind lets loose a massive gust, letting your hair part from your face. Cara freezes when she sees it. Her face displaying a blush to make a red oni ..well...blush. The flames in her eyes seem to double in size.

"Holy fuckin shi-"

You feel your hand get free from their fuzzy shackles, as Cara falls to the ground unconcious. She is out cold, other than her tail, which is wagging faster than the flash can run. Meanwhile your mind is racing from checking to see if she's okay to running for your virginity.

What shalt thou do 