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Chapter 5 by Robopoop Robopoop

What happens later at night?

Receive strange messages from an unknown sender

Just as I settled in to relax in the luxurious couch in the living room, a ring tone chirped in an indication that I had received a text. Anticipating that it might be the husband attempting to check on me, I non chalantly picked up my phone with a sigh, tucking my shapely legs in to get comfy as I turn on the huge flat screen TV. Tapping through the apps, I tapped at the bright yellow inbox on the screen and began to read a very strange and grammatically flawed message:

'U r a cum hungry slut who will let any1 fuck you any wayy they wdnt!!! U will say yess to anythinf they want! Wat they do to u will like!!! Alwayss swwllow! Secret from every1 u know! >:D'

It was an odd and utterly ridiculous amount of junk mail that I had ever gotten. The sender must be big on that chat speak thing that the young people were so keen on using, which explains the painful readability of the writing. Nonetheless, I suddenly felt a tug in my gut. It felt like some kind of reaction. Not towards the amount of cringe or disgust I would have normally felt from seeing such a message. It was a tug that reached straight down to my rapidly moistening loins, causing me to shift in my seat, leaving me to wonder quizzically over what just happened.

What happens next?

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