/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>her body is worn down to the level of a 45 year old
oof

"A-AHOY!" Marine practically screams directly into your ear, causing you to jump into the air like a frightened cat. She quickly realizes the volume of her voice as she flushes, but continues. "H-hey there, oveaseas - er - NOT overseas sexy guy, hehe! You, uh, doing something after work? It'd be great if we could do something, l-like get a drink? Robel has some g-great rum, and...uuuh, yeah, sound good?"

Regaining your composure, you give a tired look to the pirate visibly twinging with anxiety before you, fighting back a lecherous smirk as sweat rolls off her face in thick rivulets. This isn't the first time Marine's tried this. Hell, it isn't even the first time *today*. You aren't sure what you did to catch Senchou's eye, but whatever it is, it's...not unwelcome. It's a great self-esteem boost, at minimum. Obviously, what kind of idiot would complain about being hit on by her? Not you, that's for sure. But she also isn't who you have eyes for. Grim determination fills you. The Duck will be yours.

"Sorry, Marine," you begin, quickly taking on an apologetic look. The tension breaks as Marine's shoulders sag, crestfallen. "But I'm gonna be, uh...busy after work. Have to do some stuff at the apartment."
"Well, I can help with that!" she quickly interjects, with renewed vigor. "A-And we can do stuff there, after! L-L-Like," she stammers, face reddening further. You get the feeling she's *actively fantasizing*. "Games! Of course! You like games, right?!"
"I-It's fine, Senchou. Really, I can handle it. Some other time, okay?" You reaffirm, hoping to let Senchou down easy.

With a sigh, Marine nods, muttering an apology as she bows, turning and taking her leave. Truly, you do feel bad for rejecting her so many times. It isn't anything personal against her, either. You find her attempts almost endearing. Age certainly isn't a factor, either. Though true, you do only have eyes for Subaru, as you watch Marine leave, your eyes are drawn to her somewhat exposed thighs, jiggling gently with each step she takes, which is to say nothing at all for her breasts or the smallest amount of tummy pudge she proudly displays, consciously or not, with that sheer...top? Bodysuit? You aren't sure. You run your tongue over your lips briefly before shaking the fantasy out of your head. Undoubtedly, Senchou is outrageously attractive. But the heart wants what it wants. You don't want rumors going around about you being some sort of playboy.

The rest of the workday passes somewhat uneventfully. Whenever you and Marine pass each other, she does her level best not to shoot you a look - which is to say, she waits until she thinks you can no longer see her, only to catch her staring at you out of the periphery of your vision. The highlight of your day is finally getting some one-on-one time with Subaru. It goes great, as far as you can tell; you two really have a lot in common, taking a few moments to speak with eachother in the hallway a bit before the workday ends. You even get a few laughs out of her! Your heart swells with joy. As you say your goodbyes, you let out a content sigh. Turning to take your own way out, something odd catches your eye. Ahead of you is a quick snatch of movement...almost as if you're seeing the few fringe of something moving up ahead. As you turn up by the bend, you take a look. An empty hall greets you. Perhaps you were just seeing things.

Leaving work, you decide against heading straight home; your complaining stomach requests something more immediate, and frankly you're far too tired to cook. Arriving home a few hours later than you normally would, you pull you out your apartment keys only to notice something incredibly troublesome.

The door is just barely open.

Did you forget to close it all the way? You were in a hurry, after all. Tentatively, you lean in a bit, seeing if you can hear anything going on inside, but nothing reports on the other end. Cautiously, you push the door open, flicking the light on. Nothing immediately seems out of the ordinary as you close and lock the door behind you, scanning the apartment carefully. Everything seems to be in order. Nothing missing, nothing misplaced...with a sigh, you chuckle to yourself. You really gotta be more careful about this sort of thing. Undoing your tie, you step into your bedroom, taking your work shirt off completely and tossing it on the bed for the time being.

A bright flash of light and a clicking noise come from behind you.

WOMBED

Last Senchou thread died so let's have another
Sankisei collab edition! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iyp50fQTItk