(Would like this to be a slow building romance between two female characters,futa is optional)
The 5"4 girl wasn't having it easy. In fact, she was going through hell right now. She was stuck in an alleyway, scratches all over her flank and legs, blood and other fluids leaking down them. It wouldn't take long to guess what had happened to her. Rape. She'd been minding her own business when suddenly some men took advantage of her and before Isa could stop it she had been taken advantage of.
Oh, she felt like dying! She hoped something would come up and take her, instead of reliving the images that were playing in her mind. The one man who had done most of it was big..too big. He'd stolen her virginity and taken her over and over. Her aching sex felt like it was tattered to shreds. A whimper escaped her throat as she pathetically laid there, chest heaving up and down, blue eyes closed tightly. There were cut marks all around her legs and her shirt was torn up, her nose and lip bloody along with a bruise on the side of her face.
She had to get up. With a groan, the traumatized female got up and walked, stiffly out of the alleyway, head held low and legs clamped together tightly. but she didn't want to attract anymore attention. Maybe she'd go hide in a corner, live out her existence that way. Tears sprung to her eyes but she shook her head, hating herself for letting this happen.
She was so vulnerable right now. The man that had raped her hurt her mentally. With a low sob the brown haired girl trembled and then fell onto the ground, turning her head to the side and vomiting.
She was getting looks from people as she made her way passed them and limping along the streets. Finally she'd made it to the park and collapsed there, eyes closed tightly as pain lanced through her. She wished she could just die, and maybe she would. Then that would take her pain away.
She hated life right now.
(Sorry for the angst opening, It'll probably be like this for a while, if anyone wants to participate, they can.)
The 5"4 girl wasn't having it easy. In fact, she was going through hell right now. She was stuck in an alleyway, scratches all over her flank and legs, blood and other fluids leaking down them. It wouldn't take long to guess what had happened to her. Rape. She'd been minding her own business when suddenly some men took advantage of her and before Isa could stop it she had been taken advantage of.
Oh, she felt like dying! She hoped something would come up and take her, instead of reliving the images that were playing in her mind. The one man who had done most of it was big..too big. He'd stolen her virginity and taken her over and over. Her aching sex felt like it was tattered to shreds. A whimper escaped her throat as she pathetically laid there, chest heaving up and down, blue eyes closed tightly. There were cut marks all around her legs and her shirt was torn up, her nose and lip bloody along with a bruise on the side of her face.
She had to get up. With a groan, the traumatized female got up and walked, stiffly out of the alleyway, head held low and legs clamped together tightly. but she didn't want to attract anymore attention. Maybe she'd go hide in a corner, live out her existence that way. Tears sprung to her eyes but she shook her head, hating herself for letting this happen.
She was so vulnerable right now. The man that had raped her hurt her mentally. With a low sob the brown haired girl trembled and then fell onto the ground, turning her head to the side and vomiting.
She was getting looks from people as she made her way passed them and limping along the streets. Finally she'd made it to the park and collapsed there, eyes closed tightly as pain lanced through her. She wished she could just die, and maybe she would. Then that would take her pain away.
She hated life right now.
(Sorry for the angst opening, It'll probably be like this for a while, if anyone wants to participate, they can.)