Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27303410-20171123181952/@comment-33767468-20171125200529

"What?" I say, stunned by the question. The harpy smiles and repeats the question, "Looks yummy, can I come over for thanksgiving?"

"But we just met," I tell her I see tears in her eyes. "S-so you don't wan't me for dinner?" She stammers. "Well..." I trail off and look away. She breaks down into tears. I look around, hoping no one is watching. There is a weresheep walking with her husband that both shake their heads, but no one else.

I suddenly feel something bump into me. I turn to see a Demon glaring down at me. "You seem to have hurt this poor harpy's feelings, why don't you invite her to dinner?" I look back at the harpy, she has stopped crying and looks hopefully at me. "Please," She begs, "I won't rape you or anything." I look back at the big, scary demon. "Sure." I say.

"Infact," says the demon, "I am pretty hungry myself. How about I come over for dinner to." It was very interesting dinner. My family was not very happy when the Harpy and Demon showed up. And, after a few hours, my family left.

The demon stood up. She walked over to me and pushes me onto the couch. "Now that they are gone, we can have some fun." She says. Then she looks at the harpy. "Want to join in?"

"No," The harpy says, "I promised not to rape him." She looks very pained. "Well," the demon looks at me, "You want her to join in."

"Yes," I say quickly. "HOORAY!" cries the Harpy. Then they both pick me up and drag me to my bedroom.