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Cheating Death
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
wasaman
Taylor throws you onto her bed. Just like her room, her sheets, pillows etc, are all black. The impact knocks the breath out of you. You can't help wondering how you got into a family like this.
Taylor laughs at you clutching your chest. She walks up to the side of the bed and looks at you.
"I know what we're going to do. You get to become a victim of my feet, and because you can't die, I can keep killing you over and over!"
Taylor picks you up again and drops you on her floor.
You land on her black carpet, inches away from the hardwood floor.
Taylor walks over to you. She pulls off her building sized boots to expose her gothic knee socks. Unlike her room, the socks are white and black striped.
She towers over you.
"You know why these socks are like my normal clothing?"
You glare up at her and grin.
"Because you have ne sense of style?"
Taylor looks offended, and lifts one foot over you. She prods you with her big toe, and you fall back.
"No. You could say my colours are black and white. Just like my socks. It doesn't matter though. You're a guy and I'm towering over you. I can torture you all I want."
She places her big toe so it's directly above you.
"You know what's the best part? You can't do a thing about it."
Before you can react, her socked toe is lowered down upon you and she presses hard.
Taylor laughs at you clutching your chest. She walks up to the side of the bed and looks at you.
"I know what we're going to do. You get to become a victim of my feet, and because you can't die, I can keep killing you over and over!"
Taylor picks you up again and drops you on her floor.
You land on her black carpet, inches away from the hardwood floor.
Taylor walks over to you. She pulls off her building sized boots to expose her gothic knee socks. Unlike her room, the socks are white and black striped.
She towers over you.
"You know why these socks are like my normal clothing?"
You glare up at her and grin.
"Because you have ne sense of style?"
Taylor looks offended, and lifts one foot over you. She prods you with her big toe, and you fall back.
"No. You could say my colours are black and white. Just like my socks. It doesn't matter though. You're a guy and I'm towering over you. I can torture you all I want."
She places her big toe so it's directly above you.
"You know what's the best part? You can't do a thing about it."
Before you can react, her socked toe is lowered down upon you and she presses hard.
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