User blog:IonicZach/Point Pleasant: A Mothman WDYD? Response

Let's say you're walking home one day, after doing back-breaking work at the local farm. Night had already come to pass, and you can't seem to find your way home. It seemed you had lost your way, so you decide to rest under a street light until morning. Suddendly, fine material start raining on you, and touching it, you realize it's some kind of powder. You hear flapping noises right above you, and to your amazement, a Mothman is perched above a tree branch, showering her scales on you without even realizing (in fact, she was looking at something distant; she never knew you were below her).

So, what would you do? :D

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Realizing what the powder is, I quickly hold my breath and walk away so it doesn't take effect. I continue walking but I'm stopped by the sound of wings flapping and when I turn around, I'm met with the face of the Mothman right before she tackles me into a hug.

I hesitantly open my eyes to find her snuggling her extremely soft body up to me and cooing softly. She eventually opens her eyes as well and they meet mine as I gaze down at her. Our eyes lock for a while as we stare deep into the others, with the feeling I get from staring into her glistening red orbs on her face is one of unconditional love and adoration. Just staring into them causes me to blush and I constantly look away, but whenever I look back she's still just staring at me with the same look in her eyes and smile on her face.

After a few seconds of this, she breaks me out of it by pointing to me and saying "Husband!" I cock an eyebrow and begin to say something, but I'm immediately cut off by her jumping forward and deeply kissing me. As she's doing this, not only is her dust flying everywhere due to her energetic wing flapping, but her hands are starting to undo my pants.

I don't put up much of a fight due not only to the dust now filling the air, but also because I'm starting to like this girl. She eventually gets my pants off and positions herself above my erect member, "Make sure you give me lots of kids." She says, surprisingly eloquently. In my simple minded state all I can do is nod. With that she impales herself onto me and we get down and dirty.

I wake up the next morning in my bed, slightly confused as to what happened last night, that is, until I feel a slight moement underneath the sheets next to me. I look down to see the face of the Mothman from last night, her eyes flutter open and look up to mine and with a yawn she says "Good morning husband." and she cuddles up closer to me. I sigh, wrap an arm around her and say "Good morning, honey."