She came here, so she must intend to let me. (Pink Trigger)

Come on, EVA, admit it. You appeared in this story without me even inviting you, even knowing that I'm writing all kinds of sex stories. There's no shame in acknowledging your needs.

EVA continued to keep her strange gaze on me... I couldn't tell if I amused her, or if she was amused thinking about what she was about to do to me. Finally, she straightened up. "Isn't it you who has it twisted, Player? You're the one writing all kinds of sex scenes, but you invited me here. I can't show up anywhere without you thinking it and then putting it to paper, riiight? But, you know... the kind of dirty scene I like is a little niche! It's not the kind good kids want their mothers to find out about! Can you guess the kind I'm talking about?"

A-actually, EVA... That kind of violent story isn't something I have any interest in writing.

"Ooooh reeeeally?" The witch leaned on her staff and leaned one bright blue eye towards me, peering into my face like a periscope. "Tell the audience the kind of violent story you wanted to write! You were having some particularly nasty thoughts, weren't you? Are you the kind of guy who gets a perverse thrill from being crushed by a giant cake? You really like to put some detail into those bloody scenes, as much as you're allowed to, huuuuh? It's okay! I'm totally on board for being part of that kind of story!!"

It's not like that! I mean, I experiment, but I never meant to write stuff like that-

"Oh, so you'll leave it up to your audience's imagination what kind of story you planned to write? But there's all kinds of crazy stuff to find in writing these days! Maybe you wanted to be dominated? Or spanked? Maybe you wanted to be turned into my personal breeding **** for the women of Rokkenjima? Or maybe I put you in a dress, and turn you over to the men?! Maybe I strap a bad boy on and do you myself, huuuuh? That's your kink?! Show me your balls, I know you want me to stomp on them, little booooy!! Kyahahahahaaahaaaaaaa

Damn!

I completely lost my buzz here. I literally... can't continue.

For an erotic writer to lose his sense of excitement and stimulation is the true **** of his story. This witch... is hard to like. In that way, she's a dangerous adversary... However, even if she's a frustrating, lose-flag-raising bad guy, she's a part of this story, so... I have to admit, I still love her.

This one's dead, but I'll give myself a short break... Then, I'll back up and try again. I know there's a good nugget of a story in here somewhere...

J-just none of those things. Not from me, anyway. No judgment.