{"id":1223,"date":"2023-07-23T03:59:54","date_gmt":"2023-07-23T03:59:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/2023\/07\/23\/in-love-with-her-ass\/"},"modified":"2023-07-23T03:59:54","modified_gmt":"2023-07-23T03:59:54","slug":"in-love-with-her-ass","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/2023\/07\/23\/in-love-with-her-ass\/","title":{"rendered":"in love with her ass"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Author: assa<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Word count: 10353<\/strong><br \/>\nUniversity life is boring. . I am idle all day long and fell in love with chatting online. talk online<\/p>\n<p>    The sky talks about the earth, and the ancients talk about the present, which has become the stage for me to display. In this way, I made a lot of friends. when<\/p>\n<p>    Of course, there are many girls among them. And she is one of them. I was very, very impressed with her. I have one<\/p>\n<p>    A qq group is about the stuff of sex. And she is one of the members of the group. She is one of the few<\/p>\n<p>    A girl, and the only one in the same city as me. This made me very curious about her, so I took the initiative to add<\/p>\n<p>    She is a friend. As expected, she declined.<\/p>\n<p>    I went to her space. Her space was empty, with nothing but journals, nor<\/p>\n<p>    I didn&#8217;t dress up my space like other girls. I read all her journals and found that she really<\/p>\n<p>    It&#8217;s so non-mainstream&#8230; The articles are all about life, marriage, etc., the writing is sophisticate and sharp,<\/p>\n<p>    It really took my breath away. It really doesn&#8217;t look like something written by a girl! I thought in my heart, just give me a message on the message board.<\/p>\n<p>    She left a message: Life is like a dream, and it is not just life that is like a dream. I hope you can live the truth.<\/p>\n<p>    Every few days in the future, I will leave a message in her space and talk about my views on her articles. And she has been<\/p>\n<p>    Did not reply to me, as if never aware of my existence. Gradually, the number of times I went to her space became more and more<\/p>\n<p>    Less, and slowly forget her. This morning at around 7:00, when I woke up and went online, I heard coughing<\/p>\n<p>    sound. Someone added me as a friend, and I didn&#8217;t care, so I just agreed. Then, a dialog box will pop up:<\/p>\n<p>    Why haven&#8217;t you left me a message recently?<\/p>\n<p>    It turned out to be her! ! Hehe, I was overjoyed, and replied: Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless! Tim only<\/p>\n<p>    Sad&#8230; She heard this, turned back a smiling face, and said: It&#8217;s not that the flowing water is ruthless, but that the falling flowers are dishonest. ,<\/p>\n<p>    Haha, I didn&#8217;t expect her to be quite humorous. In this way, as soon as she came and went, I became acquainted with her. I&#8217;m with her<\/p>\n<p>    After chatting for a whole morning, I stretched my waist and said: Don&#8217;t you eat? She said: Not hungry, how about you? ,<\/p>\n<p>    I&#8217;m hungry, I want to eat. I type quickly. No, chat with me again.<\/p>\n<p>    She replied coquettishly. But I&#8217;m really hungry. Then&#8230; you go eat shit! then she<\/p>\n<p>    Send this sentence. I heard it, and immediately replied: You pull me and eat it. It was meant to be a joke, who would have thought<\/p>\n<p>    To, she said: Really? I froze for a moment, and said: Do you want to pull it? She sent a smiley face,<\/p>\n<p>    Road: Want to see my shit? I&#8217;m instantly sick, but curiosity makes me wonder what she&#8217;s trying to do, back<\/p>\n<p>    Road: good!<\/p>\n<p>    Then, she actually sent a picture of shit! ! She also emphasized: This is my yesterday morning<\/p>\n<p>    pulled. I retched for a while, and replied: You take pictures after shitting? She sent a smiley face,<\/p>\n<p>    Asked: Does my shit look good? I felt nauseous for a while, and said: Stop talking, I&#8217;m going to eat. to be honest,<\/p>\n<p>    I didn&#8217;t eat that meal at all, and the pile of shit kept flashing in front of my eyes. I was so disgusted at the time! !<\/p>\n<p>    When I came back after dinner, I found that she had left me a lot of words. I really like watching you eat my shit, if you are willing to eat my shit, I will be so happy. I asked her: You are really good bt!<\/p>\n<p>    She replied: In fact, everyone has some BT elements in their hearts, but I am more obvious. I don&#8217;t<\/p>\n<p>    Can&#8217;t help being a little surprised. I said: Have you encountered something unhappy? QQ was silent for a while. After a long time, she replied: Do you want to hear it?<\/p>\n<p>     Well, tell me!<\/p>\n<p>    In fact, I used to be a normal girl. But when I was fifteen, I mistook a handful of salt for<\/p>\n<p>    I ate it into candy and damaged my throat as a result. Although after treatment I was able to speak, I could not<\/p>\n<p>    A complete sentence, the pronunciation is also vague. Since then, my good friends have gradually alienated me, the class<\/p>\n<p>    The activities of the company no longer ask me to participate. What&#8217;s even more annoying is that every time I answer questions in class, I always hear a full class<\/p>\n<p>    laughter. I couldn&#8217;t help but feel sorry for her when I heard it. I didn&#8217;t expect such a sad story behind her. I<\/p>\n<p>    Sadly asked: Then what?<\/p>\n<p>    Since then, I no longer go to school. I hide at home all day, watching some boring TV series. Although<\/p>\n<p>    My family never forced me or said anything to me, but they seemed to care less and less about me. he<\/p>\n<p>    They usually rarely even talk to me. By chance, I heard that they wanted to have another child,<\/p>\n<p>    I knew then that I had been abandoned by the whole world. I have become more and more inferior, addicted to the Internet day by day,<\/p>\n<p>    Gradually, I became obsessed with erotic stuff. My hobbies are getting weirder and weirder. From porn to bl anime,<\/p>\n<p>    From masturbating to watching sm. So far, I&#8217;ve fallen in love with this again. I think I really hate myself.<\/p>\n<p>    I can almost hear her crying. The contempt and hatred for her at first turned into pity and sympathy,<\/p>\n<p>    I comforted her and said: Don&#8217;t be like this! In fact, everyone has advantages! Think about Zhang Haidi, think about the sea<\/p>\n<p>    Ren Keller, they are all disabled, but they have made achievements that ordinary people cannot surpass! i believe you can too<\/p>\n<p>    oh. She didn&#8217;t reply for a long time, as if thinking about what I said.<\/p>\n<p>    After a while, she sent over: I&#8230; have a look<br \/>\n<div class=\"mepr_error\"><p>Please register as a member to read the complete novel content, <a href=\"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/membership-fees-and-permission-instructions\/\">click this link<\/a> to enter the registration page.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Author: assa Word count: 10353 University life is borin &hellip;<\/p>\n<p class=\"read-more\"> <a class=\"\" href=\"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/2023\/07\/23\/in-love-with-her-ass\/\"> <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">in love with her ass<\/span> Read More \u00bb<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1223","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-crotch-original-flavor"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1223","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1223"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1223\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1223"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1223"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/femdomworld.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1223"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}