/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

Coming back home from work, the moment you touch the knob of your bedroom door you start hearing muffled moans and cries coming from the bathroom. You can't muster up the courage to eavesdrop right behind the bath door so you jump inside your room careful to not make too much noise, you instantly reach the left wall of the room, the second your skin touches the cold concrete you realize how high is your body heat right now, even the ickiness of your clothes after a hard day at work feels amplified.

Despite all of that you went for the safer option, placing your lobe on the pristine wall you start to wonder why, did you really cling to that shred of lucidity and rationality in a tunnel of subconscious madness, or was it all acting out of cowardice after all. Completely lost in meaningless thoughts the thing that brings you back to your senses is a high-pitched screech entering your ear, your hazy mind sharpens for a moment, what the hell is happening? How can those tiny lungs produce something so loud and grating, the little nymph, just the thought of how puffed her little chest must have been the second she took in all that air drove you to the edge.

You feel your hearing improve beyond human capabilities, every sad whimper she emits feels directly played into your brain, and it's not the only part of your body getting affected by it, every muffled cry and groan is converted into a throb of your cock, you could swear the temperature of the thing is gonna melt a hole in your pants soon.

Apparently, the scream before has not weakened the little minx lungs, she keeps producing unutterable sounds with that tiny mouth of hers, you don't understand if it's your mind playing tricks on you but you notice that the moans and groans are getting louder and louder, it reached the point where you can hear her saliva or others unidentified liquids sloshing around the room between and during the howls. Her lofty and innocent features, those vulpine tiny eyes, that little malicious mouth, her tiny perked-up nose, completely ravaged and destroyed by the ferality of her own desires, the sweat and cum defiling the smooth temple that it is her body, that tiny waist madly going up and down exposing the little fat she has on her belly.

The precum your cock keeps oozing completely drenched your pants, you start feeling little damps forming on the outwards fabric. But she doesn't stop, the ickiness of your clothes, the heat of your body, all gone, the only thing on your mind right now is her voice and your cock. You can't bear this anymore, your body moves on its own without caring about getting found out, you go way through the corridor, and without even realizing it you are in front of the bathroom door. This time you don't need to place your ear anywhere, her moans have turned into screams, it wouldn't surprise you if even the neighbors could hear them. Not that you would have done that, you made up your mind and your hand is already on the knob to reinforce that. You open the door...

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Before you can process what you are seeing right before you a rancid stench enters your nostrils, it is so potent that it quickly chokes you out of every other source of clean air. All your senses get overwhelmed by the abhorrent gas, you fall on your knees only after 10 seconds, not even mustard or other types of chemical weapons are capable of such devasting effects on the human body. Your nervous system shuts down, the last thing you see is Pippa sitting on the toilet, shocked and with both hands covering up her mouth.

You just cummed.