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fictionz · 2 years

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New Horror 2022 - Day 13

"The Nurse's Story" by Elizabeth Gaskell (1852) "I would come, but cruel, wicked Hester holds me very tight."

Gothic af.

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"The Boar's Head Beast" by George Wildman, Nicola Cuti, Wayne Howard (1975) "I toyed with forces I couldn't control."

This has bits of Lovecraft but it’s mostly an adventure story, and that just reminds me that so much of the adventure stuff I loved as a kid is from the action subgenre of horror.

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Def by Temptation dir. James Bond III (1990) "Honey, I’ve given you something there’s no cure for."

This was an interesting contrast with Ganja & Hess. It lacks the redemptive element sewn throughout that movie, instead leaning into a Tales from the Cyptesque comedic cautionary tale, and a heavy dose of Christian moralism.

#def by temptation #james bond iii #movies #monster hunters #comics #george wildman #nicola cuti #wayne howard #the nurse's story #elizabeth gaskell #short stories #horror #new horror 2022 #horror fiction

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bizarrelittlemew · 1 month

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i can't wait to be 30+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 40+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 50+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 60+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 70+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 80+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to be 90+ and still in fandom and i can't wait to look back on my life and know that i loved things deeply and passionately and was inspired to create and was part of communities with incredible people from all over the world brought together by the stories that touched us

#and still be mad at shithead executives for unfairly cancelling my pirate show #also imagine what my ao3 word count will be like. gonna be writing my little fics in the nursing home #sometimes when i get frustrated over my writing i have to remember that i've only been doing it for a little over a year #and not in my native language #there is still so much time and so much to learn and try and discover and explore and i am EXCITED #there is something so ancient and beautiful about humans being brought together by stories #storytelling is what humans have always done and will always do and what will always connect us #to our past to the future to each other #sorry for the 1 am ramblings #fandom #🐭📓

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bisexualgoth · 10 months

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all workers' strikes are good. yes even if they're inconvenient. even if they're making your life harder. even if you don't get to watch your favourite tv show. workers fighting for their rights is ALWAYS a good thing

#ETA: sag-aftra prompted me to make this post but this IS about ALL strikes.#support USPS support railway workers support teachers and doctors and nurses and miners and grocery story employees #commie on main or whatever #wga strike #sag aftra strike #444 #fuck me for forgetting to turn off replies 💀#*100 #*1k #*5k

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fcthots · 4 months

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Jason Todd would want you to take pictures of his face between your legs.

He'd want you to make sure that you have the flash on and have your other hand buried in his hair. Multiple pictures too. One with his face completely buried in your folds. One with his eyes drunkenly locked on you. Another after you tug his face away, hand still in his hair, with glassy half open eyes and slick all over his mouth.

If you send him the pictures when he's out of the house and busy, he'll drop whatever he's doing to get to take some more. And if you send him a video of you touching yourself to the pictures? He will go 100 in a 35 to see you and get to watch you.

#Based off this one funny story where some girl was with her boyfriend at the dermatologist or smthn and she was showing the nurse pictures-#of their vacation on the boyfriend's phone but scrolled one too far & accidentally showed the nurse a pic of the bf's face b/w her legs #jason todd #jason todd x reader #saph’s thots #red hood x reader #red hood #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #red hood imagine #red hood x you #jason todd x reader smut #red hood x reader smut #jason todd smut #red hood smut #smut #i want to write more for this

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jay-auris · 4 months

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People are still shipping Kirk and Spock 6 decades later. All I'm saying is, the party doesn't have to stop just because the show does.

#wwdits #nandermo #I still want to be writing stories about these incredible characters when I'm in a nursing home

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try-set-me-on-fire · 10 months

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Ok well i had the brief thought “what about an ER nurse Eddie au?” and then this popped fully formed into existence so fuck it Friday pt 2.. warnings for smoking and vague references to critically injured kids

“That doesn’t seem very healthy.”

Smoke curls up from the cigarette held loosely in Eddie’s hand. “It’s not, particularly.”

Buck’s hands are in his pockets as he strolls away from the glass doors out into the ambulance bay where Eddie is doing the mature, professional equivalent of playing hide and seek. He comes to a stop barely a foot or two away from where Eddie leans against grimy concrete. “Didn’t know you were a smoker.”

“I’m not,” Eddie sighs, “Particularly.” He looks over Buck’s face as he takes a drag, cataloging bruises and cuts. He hadn’t been the one to look him over before he was discharged, probably because he was out here avoiding having to do so. “Only when it’s- only after the bad shifts.” And only once a month, even if the bad shifts come again and again. He bought this pack in January, it’s stale as shit.

Buck’s eyes follow the smoke as it drifts skyward. “Rough one today?”

Eddie thinks he probably doesn’t have to explain to Buck that it’s sometimes better when a kid is dead on arrival so he doesn’t have to try his best to administer care he knows will be useless. He doesn’t have to explain a day where nothing goes right and he loses more people than he can save and he still has to walk away from someone’s parent or wife or sister, left behind forever in a waiting room on the worst day of their life, and go on to lose the next person too. Doesn’t have to explain why he’s out here, and not in there. “Mm. We’ve got this repeat customer, always hate to have him back.”

Buck’s eyes flick to his face before they settle somewhere around his elbow. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. He seems like a nice guy. I worry about him. He’s here too often.”

Buck doesn’t look up. “What was he in for this time?”

“Minor concussion. Bruising. Lacerations.” Eddie sucks cancer into his lungs. “Heard a house fell on him.” Exhales it into the night.

Buck does look up this time, eyes a darker blue out here in the shadows. “Part of a house. Just a staircase and the- like, the balcony, really.”

“Maybe he should stay away from those.”

“From houses?” Buck asks, half his mouth twitching into a smile.

Eddie rests his head on the wall behind him. “Guess that’s not really practical.”

“No.” Buck is quiet for a moment, one hand slipping out of his pocket and running through his hair. Eddie wonders what he looks like, when he’s not here. He’s more styled, sometimes, when things aren’t very bad. He wonders if he’s usually all gelled up and neat. Eddie kind of likes the loose curls. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“Making your day worse.” Buck looks genuinely apologetic, and Eddie shakes his head.

“The guy made it out okay this time.” Buck is just close enough that Eddie can kick at his boot with his sensible orthopedic sneaker. “You didn’t even need stitches.”

“That’s good.” Eddie’s left foot is pressed along the inside of Buck’s right, and Buck is staring down at them. “His favorite nurse was on break. I would have missed you if someone else had to do them.”

Eddie laughs, just a few bursts of soundless oxygen. “You gotta find new ways to see me before something happens that I can’t fix.”

Buck moves, taking the few steps necessary to lean against the wall beside him. Carefully, he takes the cigarette from Eddie’s hand, holds it between two of his own fingers, and takes a drag. Eddie watches it happen like he’s monitoring somebody’s pulse ox, and when Buck coughs he laughs again, louder this time. “Fuck,” Buck says, laughing too. “Thought that would be cooler than it was.”

“Smoking isn’t cool, firefighter Buckley,” Eddie says, taking the cigarette back and pulling from it again between smiling lips.

“Hm,” Buck says, grinning out into the night. Then he sighs, and rolls his head along the concrete to look at Eddie. “I think there’s nothing you can’t fix.”

They’re very close. “There’s lots I can’t fix.”

Buck shrugs like he disagrees. “I also think I’d like to find other ways to see you.”

Buck’s eyes are even more in shadow at this angle, and they’re the color of the lake back in El Paso that he and a bunch of kids went to after graduation, drunk off beer somebody’s cousin got for them, skinny dipping with breathless terrified delight under bright constellations. “Then ask me.”

Buck inhales as Eddie exhales. “What time’s your shift end?”

“5:30 AM. So, probably 6:15.”

Buck traces the two fingers he’d used to hold the cigarette down Eddie’s arm. “You wanna get breakfast with me?”

“Yes. I would.”

Buck smiles, and Eddie snubs out the cigarette on the wall between them. “I’ll meet you here?”

“Alright.” He takes a step forward, then a step to the right so he’s standing in front of Buck. “Two hours.”

“Uh huh.”

He should really get back inside. They’re understaffed, as always, and there are too many patients, as always, and not enough beds, as always. “See you then.” He doesn’t make any move to leave.

“See you then,” Buck almost whispers. He leans forward, and Eddie still doesn’t move, so he presses a tiny kiss to the corner of his mouth for just a moment. His lips are warm. Eddie hadn’t noticed it was cold outside.

Buck pulls back and leans against the wall again. Eddie smiles, puts a hand in his pocket, and walks back toward the doors.

#my writing #fuck it Friday #i swear I’m going to finish trapped buck and Chris and work on proposal fic before i work on this more #but it would be a bunch of glimpses of Buck’s various hospital trips from Eddie’s nurse perspective #and maybe shuffle some events around? like maybe eddie still gets shot but by a disgruntled former patient this time and #so he does a stint in the maternity ward and buck shows up there #and Eddie is like you’re having a kid?#and bucks like no my sister is what are you doing here #and when buck gets the story he’s like fuck. shit. im sorry i wasnt there #and eddies like picturing seeing buck in that moment of violence and says im glad you weren’t #also Eddie could still be the one who restarts his heart after the lightning strike #this bit is maybe the last scene actually sorry for posting the end first #have a good breakfast boys #buddie #evan Buckley #eddie diaz #911 abc

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emotional-witch620 · 3 months

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Heard a story today about a lesbian couple who took their kid to the hospital and the nurse refused to do anything until they knew which one was the « real » mom (because they thought the other had less of a say in the kid’s medical decision). And all I could think about was Buddie with Chris because it would probably go like this:

Nurse: I´m sorry but only the real father can stay, the other is going to have to leave.

Buck : Oh well… It’s h-

Eddie: We’re both his father’s, neither of us are leaving. Our son needs a doctor.

Nurse: No. Hospital policy says only the real father can stay. So which one is it?

Eddie: For fu- The one who is going to deck you in 3 seconds!

#911 #buddie #incorrect quotes #911 abc #evan buckley #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #Listen I know the nurse arguments are bull #But the nurse in that story was just as bad #Like they showed her the judge decision which made them both the parent of their kid #And she still refused to acknowledge their rights as parents

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silvertsundere · 1 year

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there's a buncha funny censors in the yugioh tcg like bagooska becoming a sleepy boy

but my favourite one is still nurse dragonmaid's "nipples"

#also that story of the dark magician girl we'll never get but yknow #yu gi oh #nurse dragonmaid #random stuff

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starrysharks · 3 months

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"it happens all the time, it happens all the time", a tautology of self-delusion - a one-way love affair that turned me into a weak rabbit

#zeno's art #ocs #velvet kuragari #this is mad awkward because the story changed so much that the “magical girl ward” title is out of date......#so i'll have to think of a new name and use that o.o #but anyway this is the new and improved velvet!!!!#part time magical girl full time sufferer #imagine the song bad girl online by wonderful opportunity #(if you havent listened to it you should esp the oktavia english cover is peak)#well listen 2 that song and add a suicide pact and magical girls in the mix and you kind of have an idea of what the story for this thing is #other than that the stuff about nurses and viruses is mostly the same #feel free to ask Bout this because i have a lot of stuff abojt it right now #ok im so tired tags time #suicide #suicidal ideation #mass suicide #oh there are 5 other girls btw #i only have 4 designs finalised including velvey.....

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aibigbois · 4 months

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Good afternoon, my name is Bruno and I am going to be your nurse for your stay here at the hospital. Its nice to meet you!

I love working this ward, love seeing the guys grow after their procedures. I bet you can tell, I've had it too. What gave it away? The pecs? Yeah, they are my favorite. Look, they're gargantuan! This set of scrubs is a 5XL, I think, and I am just about too big for them.

But that comes with the territory with the procedure. You'll blow up to twice your size this next two months in the ward. And then for the next year or so you'll pack on muscle easy peasy. I'm about 2 years out and I still gain about a pound a week.

Can't wait to help you out in whatever way I can, if you need something just reach out! I can grab you food or protein shakes if you need. You'll be ravenous once you wake up, so don't worry, I am used to it. But my favorite part is helping you stretch and massage your new muscles as they grow. The guys on the ward say I am the best at it, if i do say so myself!

Well if you don't have any questions we are going to get you ready for the procedure. Follow me, we will do your weigh in, initial pictures and initial strength tests. Right this way.

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heather-garland · 4 months

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mary

#silent hill #silent hill 2 #mary shepherd sunderland #silent hill memes #bubble head nurse origin story okay #tag of torture #i should have forgotten to post this

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videoviolence · 3 months

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WE HAVE A DRESS CODE FOR A REASON, SHAWN

#my art.png #the basic synopsis behind this piece is shawn in the beginning of the story is employed at his fathers pharmacy #his father is usually a spineless pushover but in this scenario he Has to chew him out.#yah yah yah #story: andazol #medical horror #horror oc #original character #pharmacy oc #pharmacist oc #nurse oc #hospital horror #etc etc etc

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fotibrit · 9 months

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peter parker coming off anasthesia and being FAR too chatty + forgetting where he is and who he is in relation to Tony. so when his nurse pages tony stark to recovery, peter goes wide eyed and is like “ HES CONUNG BACK HERE? CAN I MEET HIM?” (tony is standing outside the privacy curtain and can hear the whole thing)

#yes this is based on my own story #except today instead of gushing about my own parent #i accused the nurse of stealing my arm and asked where she put it #tony stark #iron man #irondad and spiderson #peter parker #spider man #spiderson #irondad #marvel mcu #avengers #peter parker and tony stark

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the-floral-perspective · 3 months

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Creepypasta Guidebook for Beginners

My creepypasta AU! :3

Warning: will be mentions of slight trauma

Written by: Sally W.

Chapter 1- your arrival

I assume that since you’re here, you felt guided by something. A bird, a line in the sand, a fox in the forest. Something guided you here. You know that, you feel it. I’m sure you feel the odd energy around here too.

If you haven’t heard the stories before, this is our mansion. My home. A place I was taken in by my mythical father, Slenderman.

Now, as you are reading this, I know you were drawn here. For what reason I’m not sure, regardless I’m going to answer your questions before your body rejects what drew you here in the first place.

You are here for a reason.

What we do is simple. We hurt those who took advantage of the weak and vulnerable, people who were once like me and we give them strength.

We, as in Slender and I. Though I take credit for the idea.

One thing I’ve read and noticed about people was that trauma bonded people. As the ages progressed, people have gone through phases of hatred and alliances. It was complicated, yet intriguing to watch how people could connect.

This knowledge gave me an idea, I could find those wounded and scarred, take care of them and create some sort of safe heaven. Like what Slender did with me.

He approved of the idea and almost immediately we found one of the wounded; Laughing Jack. He followed with other supernatural beings.

I admit at first that we were brutal and messy, like how beginner businesses typically are though. It’s water under the bridge, really.

Regardless, why you were lured here and what to do now?

Well, once I’m done talking with you, if you agree, Jane and Kate will start training. For why you were lured here, it’s because you probably belong here.

Through the pain of your past, you got dirty and ended up here. I’m here to offer you a deal. You have the opportunity to hurt the offenders that lurk in the shadows in turn for immortality and housing.

Yes, the method is considered unlawful, but they don’t understand the pain of being at the brunt end.

So, for a home, immortality and possibly friends, would you join?

Read for yes;

Well then, at this moment we will enter the mansion. You will wait at the entry and take your shoes off.

Two girls— Kate and Jane will take hold of you from then forward. They will give you a tour and do introductions. In a week from now, there’ll be a ceremonial party of your recruitment.

No one else will know you until the ceremony except for I, Kate and Jane.

Afterwards, Slender will test you with an assignment. If you do not pass this assignment, you will be benched and trained. If you run away during the assignment, all your memories of everything will be wiped.

Be wary, Casanova. Your first weeks here will be rough, however after awhile you’ll find that you’d rather be here. With the family you will find certain acceptance that cures the lonely part of you that drew you here in the first place.

Good luck, you’ll need it.

Read for no;

Well, unfortunately you’re going to have to go now. Once you wake up you will remember nothing of this encounter or anything of yourself. You’re likely to not become much of anything in this day and age.

If you’ve already killed someone, wether it be your family or someone around you is not our business. You will likely get caught and you will end up in jail or die. Again, this is not our business and we can’t help you anymore. You had your chance and you lost it.

I can’t help you any longer past this moment. Shut your eyes.

*you are now dead.*

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trainwreckgenerator · 1 month

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ok i KNOW this is an insane topic to make a tierlist about but i was thinking about milsiril again so. dungeon meshi characters ranked by how pro-euthanasia i think they are

clarifications:

"pro-murder" here doesnt necessarily mean "likes killing". this chart is about how each character views the ethical ramifications of taking a human life, and some of the people in "pro-murder" are there because they would kill someone outside of a combat situation if they thought it would have a greater benefit, such as saving the lives of many others. the rest of them (like thistle, cithis, and the orcs) are there because they are ready to kill whenever to get whatever they want, which is a very different ethical stance but still fits in the same category for the purpose of the chart.

"pro-euthanasia" means having no qualms over killing something/someone if there is an absolute certainty that the individual will never be able to regain a livable quality of life. this is the only category outside of, uh, murder, that doesn't necessarily require consent for the euthanasia to be carried out.

"it's an option" characters would perform euthanasia if asked, or would otherwise condone consensual euthanasia.

"only in the most extreme" characters would only consider the option as an absolute last resort, once every other possibility had been exhausted. these characters would keep someone alive against their wishes to try to save them.

"absolutely against it" characters would never under any circumstances kill someone they didn't want dead. they would sooner let them bleed out or otherwise suffer against their wishes than perform requested euthanasia, and would protest the performance of consensual euthanasia by others.

#this felt like a necessary thing to think about in a story where life-taking and personal autonomy are central topics #i realize the fact that i made this chart makes me come off like im in the pragmatist category so i wanna clarify #im actually squarely in ''only extremes'' because i am selfish and a coward 👍#anyway. milsiril would be a deeply cloying palliative care nurse in the modern au i got rattling around.#alsoooo pro-murder ended up being the largest category sdkjf....major consequence of being in a swords & sorcery setting #rambles #dungeon meshi #omg i just realized i separated mickbell and kuro NOOOO i tried to group characters by party but :(

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wambos-storytime-corner · 2 months

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7 Deadly Diapers, Ch. 3: Gluttony pt. 2 (TW: addiction, weight shaming, and body shaming)

“Uhhhh How should I know?” Whitney cocked her eyebrow and in confusion, a chuff of humored air escaped her lips.

“Oh gee, I don’t know. Maybe because my gym bag was right where I left it this morning and now YOU’VE filled it with this! Was starving me not enough?” Ethan steamed.

“Look I really don’t know where all that stuff came from but why don’t you just—?”

“Grab some other clothes? Yeah yeah, I saw what you did to the wardrobe too! My clothes are all gone and all that’s left is shit like this!” Rifling in the bag for a moment he snakes out a pale blue, form fitting, snap-crotch baby onesie but sized up for an adult. Whitney covered her mouth to stifle any giggles. After a stutter she clears her throat.

“Okay Ethan, what’s going on? Where’d you even get that thing?”

“In our closet! Where YOU put it!— no. No! Fuck this. Fuck you. I’m not entertaining any of this anymore. Now if you aren’t gonna tell me where my shit is, I need something to wear to the gym.” He holds out his hand, “give me your sweater. C’mon.”

Whitney realized that this situation was quite confusing for the both of them, but the tone in Ethan’s voice threatened an argument she didn’t have any energy for after their last one five minutes ago. With a sigh, she works the sweater up and off of herself. Ethan watched with a tapping foot and a huff until he saw what laid beneath her bulky, unflattering top layer.

His eyes followed up to her belly button now nestled in a gently slimmer figure, then to her waist which smoothly swayed inward with healthy folds, and finally he was struck by sheer awe as he was introduced to her new, swollen, double D-cup boobs held up by a bra that practically buckled under their weight.

“W-whoa.. uh.. I..” he gulped and stuttered. The entirety of his demeanor shifted suddenly. His lips smacked hungrily as drool pooled in his mouth and started escaping his open jaws.

“Uh, Ethan?.. Hello! Earth to Ethan?!” Whitney snapped impatiently causing her husband to slurp up the string of slobber dangling off his lip and clear his throat. But she noticed where his line of sight was. “What are you looking at you perv..? Ugh do you want the sweater or not?”

Something stirred in his stomach however as he looked at the sweater and his wife’s ample bosom. He was met with a decision for where the conversation and their dynamic would go next. And he didn’t like what his brain craved more out of the two options. His stomach, however, was all too willing to give him away. It snarled hungrily.

GARGLLLLLGLLR!!

“Ahem. Uh.. pardon me.. erm.. about dinner. I’m.. sorry.” He scratched his head in shame.

“You’re what?”

“I’m sorry! Okay? Uh… I should be more.. thankful! And ready to drink— NO! EAT Whatever you prepare for me..” he approaches her. A crazed, desperate and almost addict-like look in his eyes, even going so far as to move her sweater-holding hand out of the way. She put her foot up haphazardly and unintentionally against his crotch to stop him.

“Whoa there, tiger! What’s your angle?” She said, bewildered by his unusual change of heart. But amidst her confusion, a pang of discomfort struck her in both nipples. She winced and grasped her breasts. Pulling her hands away she noticed a white substance left behind from their tips. She was lactating. But the revelations didn’t stop there. She couldn’t help but spot that her husband’s eyes were locked onto the puddle of rich milk in her palm like a junkie, ready to relapse.

Curious, she lifted her palm towards his face and after a terse moment of silent internal conflict… Ethan began to lap up the milk like a newborn kitten. Whitney’s thoughts began to wander somewhere a bit more devious watching her critical, body-shaming husband desire her breast milk so eagerly. Until finally she had her plan come together. A wry smile wrapped over her face.

“Oh yeah~? You want these puppies that bad? Gosh… You sure don’t look the part though…” she sultrily nods towards the gym-turned-diaper bag, letting her diabolical plot begin to unfold, “You know what I want you to put on. Chop chop, mister! The gym can wait…”

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