This choice: Soul, having heard one to many lectures... • Go Back...Chapter #4Soul, having heard one to many lectures... by: Daxinar   Soul Eater Evans was walking along the streets of Death City, on their way to the DWMA as Soul listened to his partner talk his ear off about something he couldn't care less about.
"So in conclusion, Soul, that's why our our souls would resonate better if you made breakfast for us sometimes." Soul, after a brief silence, responded flatly. "You really needed to talk for five minutes just to ask me that? Damn..." Maka got an indignant look on her face, shooting back quickly as her cheeks flushed slightly from frustration. "Were you even listening!?" Soul rolled his eyes nonchalantly, grinning slightly at Maka's twitching frown "What? I heard the breakfast part. That's all you had to say, dummy...I don't mind making breakfast." Maka's clenched her fist's and leaned over, putting her face up to Souls "I can't believe you! You don't even care about the underlying reason or any of the technical stuff behind it! I go to all of the trouble to try and educate you, and you don't even have the courtesy to-"
Soul inwardly groaned as Maka''s newest lecture began to wash over his ears. (Oh man...she's really on a tangent now...There has to be some way out of this...Oh...that might work.) Soul suddenly looked at the ground with a look of urgency "Hey, Maka! Some of your notes are blowing away!" Maka, having worked on those notes for a good portion of last night, instantly turned and squatted down to try and find them "What!? Where? Where'd they go!?". Soul grinned, showing his fang-like teeth as he saw the waistband of Maka's granny panties sticking out of the back of her schoolgirl skirt. "Oh, they're down there..." In the next instant Soul dashed forward and shot his partners undies right up her back, causing the girl to stumble to her knee's from the sudden tingly sting of the white cotton in her tush.
"EEK! SOUL!" Maka, irate at Soul inflicting this indignity on her, began swinging wildly behind her with clenched fist's attempting to knock him off of her undies. Ducking under her blows, Soul then stood up tall once more and raised the panties clenched in his fists as high as he could, lifting Maka to her tiptoes in one pull. "AHAA...!" Maka face was bright pink as she could feel most of her weight on the cotton wedged in her tushy, the stinging feeling making her lose her balance and start to fall forward. Seeing this, Soul gave a big pull to her waistband that held her in place and wedged them another half a foot upwards. "UUHUNG...Souuul..." Maka's hands went in between her legs as she shut her eyes from the constant, stinging pressure against her buns.
"You promise to keep your simple requests less than a century?"
"Soul!...Unf...You jerk..."
"Oh, so cracking my skull open with the spine of a book is perfectly fine, but this just goes to far? That's real fair." Soul punctuated this with another hard yank to Maka's wedgie.
"NNF...That's only when you tick me off!"
"Like that's hard to do. Alright, Ill let you down if you promise to quit with the "Maka chops"."
"...N-no fair!"
"Alright, you asked for it..." With that, Soul grabbed the leg holes of Maka's panties and lifted her clear off the ground, Maka's hands going to her butt as the burning magnified twofold. "AHOW!!" Soul chuckled evily as he watched Maka's rear bounce up and down each time he yanked up on her now thong like granny panties, the girl being two occupied with fighting the urge to yell in pain with each bounce to fight back. Maka could see people beginning to stare, some stifling their laughter with the palm of their hands. "UNN! Soul...! People are looking...!" Soul, looking around gave Maka a reassuring smile "Alright then. Let's be on our way." Soul than began carrying Maka by her undies, the girls wedgied rear pressing against her partners lower stomach. "Ah! Soul! Put me do-ACK!" Soul cut her off with another big bounce that ripped her undies further into her with an audible tearing sound. "Ahahow..." Maka slumped her head in defeat, ceasing to struggle in fear of her panties tearing into her butt any more than they already had.
As Soul and Maka made it to the stairs of the academy, Maka looked back at Soul pleadingly. "Please not up the steps..."
"My previous offer still stands."
"So...no more Maka chops ever...?"
"No, just for a week so you can beat my brains out by mondayOF COURSE EVER. If not, I'm carrying you up every step..."
"W-wait! Let me think...". Maka really wanted to crack Soul over the head, but that would mean letting him tear her butt up even more. Even if she still had the capacity to hit him, she doubted she could even stand after getting carried all the way up those massive stairs. She had to make a decision..   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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