Elsewhere, something STILL COMPLETELY unrelated... (a low-quality adventure by holahola202)

A loud and deep woman's voice initiated a countdown:

3-

2-

1-

GO!

Loud tick-tack sounds filled the small upstairs bedroom with a gusto as Alice leaned in, focused on her small flat screen. The light emanating from it bathed her face, which was framed by unkempt and frayed hair. Behind her a digital clock silently changed from 12:59 to 1:00.

Zero Suit Samus flashed across the screen dressed in his new outfit: a pair of hot, rocket-powered heels, glorified booty-shorts, and a tight top stretched against his chest from his neck to just below his nipples. He approached the short Plumber Peach in her classic red shirt and overalls. Fingers flew like dancing blades as Samus got a hit on Peach and converted it into a boost kick, sending Peach out off the top of the arena. Under her breath, Alice passionately exclaimed, "YES!" Without taking her eyes away from the action, she briefly dropped a hand from her GameCube controller and wiped it on her shorts.

It was on again when Alice saw Peach drop back into the arena. She smirked slightly as Peach rolled three times in a row on stage.

Nothing like fighting against an idiot to make you forget rejection.

With that thought, Alice's smirk faltered and the sounds filling the room slowed down. She had to get over it, she was a woman damn it!

Alice's fingers felt heavier. She let her mind wander more, and the rest of the match went by in a blur. She dropped the controller as Peach appeared on the winning screen, throwing her iconic thumbs-up at the non-existent camera.

"Fuck you, Peach," Alice muttered tiredly as she stood from the edge of her bed and shut off the Switch. After she sat back down, she couldn't help but replay the moments in her head. Her fumbling advances, inadvertently creepy behavior, real and imagined faux pas all mercilessly tormenting her in her mind's eye.

Her fists balled at her sides and her face scrunched up in anguish. She wished she could sink into the floor, be trapped in a glass case asleep forever like Sleeping Handsome. But she would have no hope of an awakening, no poor sap who could be roped into being with her.

Her head hit her pillow as she let out a solitary sob. The classes she took, the money she spent, none of it could overcome who she was. It didn't. Fucking. Matter.

She pulled her body pillow to her and cuddled it. The action gave her a slight sense of calm and relief, but soon enough she imagined the merciless taunting she would receive at the hands of the girls at school if they knew about even this simple pleasure. Or the beatings at the hands of the more feminine jocks.

Goddess, who would want someone so pathetic. If only men were more like me.

The corners of her lips turned up at the thought. A familiar feeling started pushing its way into her loins, one that she consciously or subconsciously knew would temporarily alleviate her feelings. A light moan escaped her lips as she pictured a man baring his chest before her. Her hips almost imperceptibly humped the pillow she was pushed up against.

The girl stood up, her eyes hazed over with arousal. She fell to her knees and rummaged beneath the bed, eventually finding her hidden bag. Without much thought she stuck her hand in and pulled out a large, simple vibrator.

She rolled back into bed, her toy clutched in her hand. Her smartphone lay on the ground, a tangled mess of wires wrapped around it. She grabbed it and hastily pulled at her earbuds to undo the tangles while slightly rocking her hips into the air.

Once everything was ready, Alice removed her clothes and settled back into her bed. She found her go-to site and opened up a new hentai after a brief search: Swing Out Brothers.

Fuck, I'm the worst. Seriously?

Despite her thoughts, Alice found herself getting wet as the hentai opened with a relatively plain looking woman receiving oral from a mind-blowingly handsome man. Her eyes locked on the animated character's erect cock and larger-than-life, swinging testicles.

Goddess yes!

Alice's sadness ebbed as her arousal flowed in. A click filled the air and was shortly followed by a low buzzing sound. The black dildo was shoved hard against Alice's aching pussy. Her eyes closed in ecstasy as the sensations briefly overwhelmed her.

She reopened her eyes in time to see the woman squirt all over the man's face. Alice moaned into her arm. Still, the idea of a man wanting a woman as much as this fictionalized one seemed to was incredulous enough for her to consider it despite her arousal, if only for a moment.

Alice slowed down her motions against her pussy, trying to refrain from cumming so soon. On screen, she watched as the man moaned in his own bedsheets, asleep and dreaming of his sister.

That's so hot, damn.

The idea of **** didn't exactly appeal to Alice, but the taboo sure as hell had a tendency to crank her arousal to an eleven. Whenever she wants that extra push over the cliff, she puts it up to eleven. Using **** hentai, that is. Besides that, the overt sexualization of men in the animation certainly added to it all.

Alice let out a guttural moan as she saw another brother imagining sex with his sister. This one wasn't quite as hung in the cock or testicles department, but he definitely wasn't lacking. His lithe body made up for it though, as did the wanton desire on his face.

She softly whispered, "I want, ugh, someone, mmmm, to look at me, fuuuuuck, like THAT." She barely contained a squeal as she started to piston the vibrator in her cunt while one brother was actually fucking his sister, tenderly guiding his dick in and out of her needy pussy.

Want me like that, NEED me like that.

Alice knew no male would ever be as into a woman as the one's on her screen just as much as she knew that she'd be a pathetic virgin forever. But at that moment she didn't care. Her thick but shapely thighs slapped almost silently against her sheets as she continued to give into the sensations.

One hand reached to play with her erect nipple and squeeze her generous bust. As she did, she saw the brothers reconcile over their sex with their sister. They kissed, rubbing their sizable testicles together, and one rested his head on the other's chest. The sister watched, eyes wide but clearly happy and turned on a the prospect of being in a relationship with her two very willing brothers.

Alice started to thrust her hips harder, violently shoving her vibrator into and out of her snatch with one hand. Her other hand still worked her sensitive nipples and tits. She felt the heat in her crotch intensify and rolled over, moaning desperately into her bed as her orgasm began. She came hard, squirting onto her sheets as her pussy convulsed around the vibrator over and over again. Her hand clenched her tit, reddening the skin around her fingers. Breathing in ragged bursts, she finally finished and laid still in a post-orgasmic haze.

If only men cared about boobs, that'd be really cool. Having them played with, rubbing them on a man.

A shiver rippled through her body. Slowly, she sat up and took stock of her drenched bed. With a sigh, she realized she'd need to pull out her other sheets and pretend like she cared about whether or not her sheets were dirty the next day when she tried to wash these soiled ones.

Well, at least she didn't actually play games until she faded from existence. Just until she got sad and horny.

As the clock on the wall shifted to 2:00, Alice found herself thinking about the hentai. At the very least it was better than thinking about her earlier display of oh-so-amazing interpersonal skills. Fairly quickly, the thoughts quickly made her feel wet again.

I'm such a perv.

She shook her head, causing her tits to slightly jiggle against her. She glanced at her already dirtied sheets.

Well, what's one more time?

She shrugged, then settled back into the bed, turning her phone back on. There was a new sheen to her body from her sweat, and in some places another fluid. Her hand lowered itself to her clit while the video started to play once again. The sadness that had already started creeping back in was hacked back by the strong sheers of her arousal. With a practiced dexterity, her fingers teased her clit and she began humping her hand yet again. Still playing with one tit, her phone sat balanced on her upper chest and her eyes were locked on the screen.

She let out a breath as she felt herself become more wet and reached for the vibrator. On screen the sister fucked a brother in a slutty wedding tux that drew the eye to his thinly-veiled pecks.

Her ass bounced against the bed with her thighs, and she mauled a tit with abandon.

Sometimes, she just wished she could find a man who was more like girls.