>Be me.
>Sitting eating lunch.
>"ANON!"
>Something big grabs my shoulders and shakes me violently.
>THIS IS HOW I DIE.JESUSIMCOMING
>I turn around and it's just Kuntosali looming over me.
>It's been two weeks since the "incident" at the gym.
>Kuntosali has insisted on hanging around me and eating lunch together as often as possible.
>I started going to a place far away from where I usually eat because she just spends the whole time teasing me.
>I've switched stores so many times I'm not even sure how she finds me.
>I even tried leaving my phone in one random library in case she was tracking me through that.
>She still found me.
>"Whatcha doing Anon?"
>"Eating a sandwich?"
>She grabs the sandwich out of my hand and takes a chomp out of it.
>"This is mine now."
>She sits on the other side of the table.
>It's a booth against the wall.
>Since she's so tall she is able to use her arm to block my seat so I can't leave.
>"So Anon, have you been avoiding me?"
>"What? No?"
>I have, after the gym "incident" she got crazy eyes and brought me back to her house to sleep with her.
>Nothing happened.
>She just slept and hugged me tightly like a stuffed animal.
>I tried to worm my way out of her arms but she just gripped tight enough to coax a cracking sound from my ribs.
>Needless to say I've been avoiding her since.
>It was fun to "breed" (her words not mine) but I think the risk is too high.
>"Anon you like guns right?"
>"Yeah? How did you know?"
>"I have my ways."
>She grabs my shoulders again.
>"Take me shooting!"


>A couple days later I'm tossing my gats in the trunk of my car.
>I know a really nice place outside town that I always go to.
>The guy who owns the land is chill.
>I told Kuntosali to meet at my house.
>Wait. 
>I only now realize how stupid of an idea that was.
>"ANON HI!"
>Kuntosali is wearing a tight black t-shirt and pink short shorts.
>Jesus I can see her bra straining to keep her chest in check.
>Those hips too.
>She doesn't have a car.
>"How did you get here?"
>"Oh I just went for a little run!"
>oh right track star elf
>We can get in the car and I realize she smells just like vanilla.
>Her knife ears wiggle every so often in excitement.
>I set everything up while she leans against a tree eyeing up the guns.
>I get back and decide to start her on the pistol.
>"I'm not a fucking kid Anon I can do something bigger."
>Fine sure.
>Pull out my AR and show her the manual of arms.
>Safety, charging handle, and etc.
>I decide to give it a little flourish and lock the bolt back just to hit the release.
>Doesn't really do anything but impresses the shit out of no guns.
>When it locks close Kuntosali does a little hop.
>I load a magazine and when it clicks into place I see her bite her lower lip.
>She might be a bigger /k/ommando then me.
>I fire off a few shots to show her.
>I hand it to her and she doesn't hesitate to mag dump.
>I let her burn through some other magazines.
>She finally deigns to try the pistols I have and is uninterested even after shooting them.
>Not a pistol person I guess.
>I pull out my Mossberg and Kuntosali gives a little squeak. 
>I haven't heard that since the gym.
>I have it kitted it up to look like the shotgun in Heat.
>I pump it once.
>I look back and Kuntosali has started drooling and some of it has dropped onto her shirt.
>ok…
>"What is that?"
>"A shotgun."
>"I NEED IT."
>I load shells into it and hand it over.
>Kuntosali pulls the trigger once and looks back at me with the happiest look on her face.
>For the rest of the day all she shoots is the shotgun.
>I teach her how to load the shells in and she's surprisingly fast.
>"I have nimble fingers Anon."
>She says that with a little wink and gets really close.
>Her ears have pricked up so hard the tips are pink.

>"Anon do you have any more shells?"
>"No that's all I ha-"
>She grabs me by the shirt and raises me off the ground by a little.
>"Do. You. Have. More. Shells."
>Remember I had maybe three in my back pocket.
>I sheepishly hand them over and Kuntosali only glares harder.
>Her grip gets tighter.
>"Don't lie to me."
>It starts raining a little bit on the way back to the car.
>We load everything into the back of the car.
>As I'm about to get to get in the driver's seat I notice Kuntosali isn't in the passenger's seat.
>She jumps me from behind shoving my face in her chest.
>She holds it there for a bit before pushing me against the car and putting her arms out around me.
>Same thing she did back at the gym.
>"Did you have fun Anon?"
>She shot most of the ammunition I bought so not really...
>"Y-y-eah sure."
>"I told you I don't like stuttering."
>She pounds her palm against the car door.
>DON'T DENT IT I SWEAR TO GOD.
>"I had a good time."
>"Good."
>She hops into the car with her ears hopping up and down.
>I got the idea as she was channeling her inner shotgun surgeon to maybe tell her I wanted her to slow things down a little bit on the way back home.
>I get in the car and Kuntosali is sitting in the other seat looking into my eyes.
>"Anon do you ever get scared?"
>"Yeah all the time."
>"Of me?"
>FUCK SHE KNOWS.
>"N-n-no of course not."
>"You stutter when you're scared Anon. I'm not stupid."
>"W-w-w-what? N-n-n-no!"
>She grips my right hand tightly enough to hurt it.
>But suddenly releases it and looks back out the other window.
>"Sorry… I get kind of clingy."
>"No you don't."
>She does.
>"But I do… I can tell."
>Oh fuck don't start crying again.
>She doesn't start crying but she just looks at me with a nervous look.
>She's usually smug and aloft. Especially whenever she's with me in public, she spends most of the time teasing me.
>"Anon did you actually have a good time today?"
>"Well not really you did shoot most of the time."
>She blushes and sighs.
>"Sorry I get really excited and that shotgun was great."
>"Shotguns are great."
>After the last word she leans in with an aggressive kiss.
>Way too much tongue.
>She has my neck in a kind of chokehold for some reason though.
>Suddenly she flips herself into the backseat through the gap between the two seats.
>Agile as all hell.
>She pulls me with her.
>Before I know it I'm below her with her straddling me.
>"Anon let's breed some more!"
>"What about getting back?"
>"It's raining so much the road is probably all mud."
>She is right about that…
>She's too tall for the back of the car so she's at a constant angle leaning over me.
>Somehow she's able to arch her back to allow us to kiss more.

>She starts chewing on the side of my neck.
>I swear to god she's trying to bite a chunk out.
>This must be what getting attacked by a vampire looks like.
>I'm nervous and confused I give a tentative glance to my left and see Kuntosali's eyes are filled to the brim with lust.
>If lust were a color, brown would probably be it.
>Kuntosali peels her black top off.
>It smells like gunsmoke.
>She throws it onto my face.
>"Don't look Anon."
>I can feel her pulling my pants down.
>She wraps her mouth around me.
>Her mouth is warm and she has a throat deeper than should be humanly possible.
>I quickly orgasm and fill her mouth.
>I can feel her mouth release.
>But then she just goes back down for another round.
>Her tongue is relentless and teases the head of my cock.
>Her mouth is kind of sticky and I make it even sticker very quickly.
>She doesn't stop or even make any sound indicating breathing.
>Guess she has good lungs from running.
>I orgasm a third time and she finally releases me.
>She's moaning a little bit with pleasure.
>"You taste good Anon. If you were smaller I wouldn't hesitate to gobble you up."
>"Thanks?"
>She takes the shirt off my face and I can see her ears are red at this point.
>She has her chest maybe 5 inches away from me and the valley inside looks deeper than the Grand Canyon.
>The bra trying to hold them in place is like a toothpick trying to hold back the Mississippi.
>"I always thought I was too big…"
>"Really?"
>"Yeah they kind of make it a little uncomfortable to run. Plus the other girls say they weigh me down."
>"They're just jealous."
>"I always wanted to be smaller, if I were a couple cup sizes down I could wear cuter stuff."
>"They're great as they are."
>She undoes the bra with one hand and embraces me shoving my head deep into her cleavage.
>"Thank you Anon."
>I try feeling her ass at this point.
>She seems to like it.
>Holy fuck it's soft but it's toned as hell.
>I reach for her pussy.
>To my surprise she isn't wearing any panties.
>Kuntosali reads my mind.
>"I don't like them, they just get in the way, especially when I'm with you Anon."
>I finger her and she does her quick little breathes thing within minutes.
>I pull out my fingers and they're drenched in what smells like blackberry syrup.
>Kuntosali gives a frustrated grunt and pulls her shorts off.
>"In. Now. Breed."
>She bares her teeth a little at me.
>I try to guide myself into her but she just slams down with surprisingly accuracy.
>The whole car shakes.
>She grabs my shoulders and lays her palms against my upper chest.
>"Hold on Anon."
>She starts riding me and the entire car is shaking.
>I can hear the suspension crying out.
>Kuntosali is groaning even louder though.
>Every couple minutes she does her quick little breathes and grips me like a vice.
>By all logic if she was orgasming that much that quickly and hard she should have been finished a long time ago.
>She must have the endurance of a nuclear reactor.
>"I want every last drop Anon!"
>"Of what?"
>Don't say blood.
>PLEASE DON'T SAY BLOOD.
>"Of your seed!"
>crazy but ok.
>Her breasts jump up and down and her hair waves above me.
>It's like watching waves crash against the beach.
>At this point I'd include Kuntosali as a force of nature. 
>She's forceful enough.
>She continues pumping me dry and I start to get fatigued.
>"Anon we're going to keep going until it stops raining."
>It's pouring outside the car and I don't think the suspension will hold.
>"I'm getting tired Kuntosali can we take a brea---"
>Kuntosali speeds up instead.
>"Breaks are for cars Anon, we're for breeding. Together!"
>I can't tell how much time passes but I'm not even throwing out anything when I orgasm.
>It's some kind of dry heave.
>Soon enough everything just becomes a blur of pleasure and the smell of blackberries.
>By the time I come out of it Kuntosali is still bouncing up and down.
>Just as vicarious as before.
>"Kuntosali shouldn't we go get back?"
>Her hands are pushing against my chest like she's trying to give me CPR.
>The sun is shining outside and reflecting off her hair.
>I hate to put a stop to it but I don't want to die here.
>"But Anon we're just getting started!"
>WHAT
>"Aren't you done though?"
>"Well…"
>She pauses for a bit.
>She leans forward and hugs me.
>"I just want to make you like me Anon."
>"I do!"
>"Does this make you like me?"
>"Yes but not everything is breeding."
>Kuntosali looks at me with surprise.
>"IT'S NOT?"
>"We can do other things, but yeah breeding is one of the best things though."
>"Okay!"
>Kuntosali has her smile again.
>I'm still hard and far up inside of her.
>She's tight enough to where I can feel her pulse.
>"Bite my ears Anon and whisper a little bit."
>I nibble at her left ear and she moans softly.
>I have no idea what to whisper.
>Do I do dirty shit or comforting stuff?
>I try comforting relaxing stuff.
>Lovey dovey kind of stuff.
>Kuntosali eats it up and is can only do quick short breaths.
>Every minute she grips harder and gets slicker around me.
>I try nibbling her ear after every sentence and I can feel her entire being shake.
>The car does as well.
>"I really love you Kuntosali."
>That's enough to make her give the loudest scream of pleasure I've ever heard.
>It reverberates in the car.
>I can't help but orgasm with her.
>She seems like she's finally finished and breathing heavy and hard.
>"Hey Anon?"
>"Yeah?"
>"A little bit more. I promise."
>"Ok just be gentl---"
>The entire world is shaking right now. I'm going to apologize to my car's suspension after this.
>Kuntosali is slamming down with the force of a meteor and rises like an ICBM.
>Blackberry smelling juices is squelching as she pours out with lust.
>Her hair is tangled and she is drooling a little bit out the side of her mouth.
>I can feel my hips cracking a little bit.
>This isn't a "little bit more."
>She sends me back into the fog of pleasure.
>I come back down to her lying on top of me breathing slowly.
>It's nighttime outside now.
>It's complicated with how I feel with Kuntosali. On the hand one she's a lustful psychopath but on the other she just is lonely and kind of scared.
>I can't choose either so why not both.
>I try to wiggle out of her arms.
>She lets me go with a genuine smile on her face.
>There's no lust behind her eyes now only happiness.
>"Thanks Anon… I can get kinda crazy when I have urges."
>"You think?"
>"I have bad impulse control."
>Kuntosali is definitely cutest when she's ashamed and blushing.
>I pull my clothes on in the darkness as does Kuntosali.
>We climb into the front of the car.
>On the way through the gap between the seats her ass rubs against my back.
>I pop a little bit of a hard on just from that and the smell of vanilla and blackberries that fill the car.
>I wonder how I'm going to get that out.
>I start the engine and Kuntosali leans over to give me a little peck on the cheek.
>"It was fun going shooting with you."
>"It was for me too."
>"We can do it again right?"
>"I'll bring the shotgun."
>"Thanks Anon."