Rebuilding of HC

Thirteen years later... there was darkness.

"It appears we made a mistake." a voice echoed in the darkness.

"How was I supposed to know one little thing could cause so much trauma?" the hooded woman, Ora, asked.

As the woman named Ora spoke about the mistake they had made and the unforeseen consequences of their actions, she heard a low chuckle from the other hooded figure. It was a cold, sinister laugh that sent shivers down her spine.

"You underestimate the power of your actions, Ora. But fear not, sister," the figure said with a grim smile. "Together, we shall correct our path and restore balance."

"What do you mean?" Ora asked.

"I am talking about a rebuilding. We must begin anew," the figure said softly, its voice echoing through the empty shadows. "We must start over and make things right this time."

As the figure approached Ora, she backed away slightly, her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.

"Of the universe itself. Others have attempted it before. They have all failed."

"Those others could not see why the universe collapsed in the first place. Of course, they would fail. We need to be more subtle. Just give them a nudge every now and then and not go too far."

This brings us back the events unfolding today.__

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Marcie's P.O.V.

"What are you doing?" I asked, shocked that Gina shoved the candy bar up her ass.

Gina turned to face me, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "I'm trying to get rid of it," she mumbled, gesturing towards the candy bar still lodged in her rectum.

I raised an eyebrow skeptically. It was early morning and the library so there really shouldn't hang too many people around. But just as it was Gina's lucky day plenty of nerds were simply begging to get some extra study time in.

“H-help...please help!”, Gina begged.

As I stood there watching Gina's attempt to get rid of the candy bar, I couldn't help but feel amusement, trying to decide what to do next. In the end I decided to help Gina. I walked over to her and asked, "Are you sure you want me to help? This could get messy." Gina nodded frantically, tears forming in her eyes from the discomfort. "Okay, let's do this together. Try to relax and take deep breaths."

"Just pull it out my ass, you stupid cow!" Gina said.

I was quite astonished at Gina's crude language and insolent tone. She clearly needed help and was in distress, but her choice of words was uncalled for. Taking a deep breath to calm myself down, I decided to focus on helping her rather than getting offended by her language. As I watched Gina struggle, I noticed a small group of students approaching us from the corner of my eye. They seemed curious about what was happening.

"Gina, I need you to try and relax," I said, trying to keep my voice calm and reassuring. "Take a deep breath and let it out slowly."

I tried to pull the candy bar from her ass.

"What are you doing?" Gina cried out, "You stupid cow!"

I was taken aback by Gina's hurtful words. It wasn't the first time she had spoken to me in such a disrespectful manner, and it certainly wasn't helping her situation. I bit my lip, trying to contain my emotions as I continued my attempt to remove the candy bar from her behind. As I pulled at the candy bar, it became clear that it was wedged in quite tightly. Gina let out a high-pitched scream, and I could feel her muscles tensing up even more.

"Just get this thing out my ass before I kill you, you stupid cow!" Gina said.

"Go fuck yourself!" I snapped back, irritated by her constant disrespect despite being the one trying to help her.

Suddenly, Gina pulled the candy bar out her ass and stuck it inside her pussy. I was taken aback by Gina's actions. One moment she was begging for help, and the next, she was shoving the candy bar into an even more uncomfortable place. "Gina, what are you doing?" I asked, completely bewildered.

"You really are a stupid cow!" she spat back at me.

As I stood there, I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. Gina continued to push the candy bar deeper into her pussy, seemingly ignoring the pain she must have been feeling.

"I'll make you pay for this, you stupid cow!" Gina said.

"Stop calling me a stupid cow!" I said.

"You... stu... co... Dammit, st...!" Gina screamed.

At this point, I finally started to grasp what was going on.

“Slap yourself across the cheek.”

Gina slapped her asscheek.

“Ouch”

“Harder.”

Gina slapped her asscheek harder. "Ouch!" Gina cried out.

"Now say, 'I'm a stupid cow.'"

"I'm a stupid cow," Gina repeated, tears streaming down her face. She turned to face me, her eyes filled with anger and humiliation.

It was confirmed, Gina had to obey my instructions. I looked at the slack jawed gawkers and pondered my options.