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Chapter 8 by spentbob spentbob

AAAAAAHHHH!

Slam on the breaks and swerve to the left!!!

Almost instantly you lose control, and the world spins in a giddy kaleidoscope around the car as you make your panicked emergency maneuvers, the world a blur of colour and the squeal and stink of tires grinding down on hot asphalt. You open your mouth to emit a totally manly and not at all girly scream, but it collapses into a gurgle in your throat as Minxy's hand, which is still in your lap, closes tightly in shock around your testicles, and squeezes them amazingly hard with the **** strength of sudden shock.

The pain would quite likely be enough to make you pass out but before your mind is able to fully appreciate the rare agony, and just a little more than a second after you spotted the bike, the spinning car smashes into a sturdy dry stone wall, the **** of the impact transfers into and up your body and drives your head sideways into the car door, and after a brief interlude of brightly bloom bursts of beautiful stars, everything goes black...

Are there visions in the void, or is it all nothingy untill you regain conciousness?

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