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🕑 Added 2020-10-06 13:07:12 +0000 UTCTalk about a shitty few weeks, huh. You place your head on the cool office desk and sigh as the whirr of copy machines and telephones drone in the background. You're wrapping up another day at the same job you've worked for years, living the same day you've lived for as long as you can remember, daydreaming about doing something spontaneous to spice up the monotony. But that's all it ever tends to be... a daydream.
You raise your head and look up at the article you're reading about finance or accounting or an equally dull topic that you can't particularly remember and see an obnoxious advertisement flashing with neon orange colors. A big breasted woman very obviously placed in with Photoshop pops up and you roll your eyes. The eyesore reads: "πππ ππππ πππππππ: ππ'π πΌ ππππ" and you briefly wonder if the guy who wrote that shitty tagline got paid more than you in royalty fees.
Owl Girl Hooters. Sounds like a bad fanfiction. I mean, who the hell would go there? You swallow roughly and pull out your phone in your lap quickly typing it into Google so as not to trip any search filters on the work computer in front of you. The page loads and you see the map pin is located directly across from your office building. Now that's a surprise. The rating loads and you see that it has 2.5 stars. Not particularly as surprising. Looking at the photos on the search confirms your suspicion. This was definitely an establishment that was all the rage some odd ten years ago because of its trash beer, low quality wings, and big tittied avian girls.
Something spontaneous. Yeah, fuck it. Let's do it.
You take the brisk walk across the street and make your way into the shoddy building. Well, Google was right about the two stars, talk about the epitome of a cliche dive bar, right down to the sticky floors and flickering old lights. You peruse the waitresses passively, all clad in the same two piece volleyball-esque uniform that leaves very little to the imagination. You get that this place was the rage over a decade ago but they didn't have to grandfather in the same hags they hired day one... The sound of a glass shattering against the floor snaps you away from your mean observation and you cringe away from the shards that tap against your leather work shoes. Cheap beer splashes up your ankles and your face goes red in equal parts embarrassment and annoyance. Looking up from the floor you open your mouth to give the klutz a piece of your mind and instead involuntarily let out a small breath as you lock eyes with a quivering and frankly terrified looking server.
Well, that's certainly piqued your interest.
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This is the first installment in something new I'm trying to keep the ol' creative writing brain muscle sharp! It'll get pretty smutty as things go on (I'll have the lewd text parts locked to the $100 tier in upcoming posts bc I'm shy...) and have roleplaying story segments with each set of photos (150~ total and 7 videos!). What do you think about this concept? Something you're into? Let me know! ;w;
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Ah, miss my RPing days sometimes. Yeah I'm with a bit of fun reading. Go for it
MisterPike
Love a bit of fanfic! something about reading as a medium that really gets in your head. Oh and glad to have you back π
I'm all for this concept love the sound of it :D only the first one and I am already invested in it!
