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What a juvenile thing to be doing anyways – all of them were about to start junior high school and they were still pulling that macho boy tree-house crap?\n \nOh well. She would go inside and start chatting with people on the internet. There was this one guy she met a long time ago who she had taken a fancy to. And, though she was not new to this idea of having older boys over and having ‘fun’ with them, she was new to bringing one from the internet. Normally they would just be caretakers, teachers, or fast food restaurant workers or the like. Odd. She wondered why only boys 6 - 16 years or so older than her wanted to hang out so frequently and the neighbor boys refused every time.\n \n“heyhey <3” Helen typed.\n \n“Hi!” a person under the username ‘lonewolf250’ responded.\n \n“how r u doing? ;)”\n \n“I’m okay. Just tired from work.”\n \n“aw thats no good!” Helen could feel herself squirming around for no reason. She just loved to talk to boys, she assumed. “the boys acros the street still wotn talk to me! :’(“ she poorly typed.\n \n“That’s no good either!” his responses were lightning fast. It made Helen giggle because she would take so much time trying to find each letter in this complicated mishmash of keys just to have a responses in under 3 seconds. “I wish I could help. That is, if you wanted me to :3 You live in that gated community, right?”\n \n“yea! just say ur name to them and theyl let u in. ur name is mike rihgt?”\n \n“Yep! That’s my name.”\n \n“its a cut name ^^”\n \n“A ‘cut’ name, huh.” His response was humorously criticizing. “It’s a choice cut beef of a name.”\n \n“shhhh! its a cute name! -_-“\n \n“I’m teasing, sweetie~”\n \n“...”\n \n“Hm?”\n \n“Weeell? : (“\n \n“Well what?”\n \n“nvm ; u ;” Helen pouted as her fingers very slowly tried to find the “v” in nvm.\n \n“I think Helen is an adorable name too <3”\n \n“(>w<)b”\n \n“So... wait... what was that thing you were talking about earlier?”\n \n“my parents wont be home until like 12 @ night or somethin. wanna come over and keep me companyyy? ^/u/^”\n \nThe wolf guy didn’t respond – Skype just switched his status to ‘offline’. “Weird” Helen thought. “Guess I scared him off... I was probably sounding too forcing or something. Darn it!” she belly flopped on her bed and sunk her face into her pillow; her loud sighing muffled immensely. “Sooooo booooored!” she kicked her feet as if she were throwing a tantrum.\n \nShe whined and got up with a glazed look in her eyes when she heard the home phone ring its annoying ring. She must have passed out or something – it was totally dark outside now! She answered in an almost drunken slur “Helloooo?”\n \n“Hello! We’re calling to ask about a Michael Barahona. Do you know who that is?”\n \n“Oh! Yes!” Helen sobered up her slur immediately. “Would you please let him in?”\n \n“Can do! Thank you, miss.” As soon as the gatekeeper hung up, Helen flew into a mixture of excitement and fear. She just woke up! She must have looked awful!\n \nShe rushed to the bathroom just to see her ridiculously long hair waving in all directions. “Oh maaan!” she whined as she filled the sink bowl with tap water and dunked her head inside as if she was getting salsa on a nacho chip. The streams of water that poured down Helen’s hair was quickly snuffed as she tried to smooth it out with her towel and immediately brushed it with the ferocity of a demon.\n \nAlmost 1 minute into her chaotic bathroom session – she heard the doorbell sound off. And here she was with only the top of her hair cleaned up... dammit! Nothing she could do now. She trotted along to the front door and kept repeating to herself “He won’t notice the hair! He won’t notice the hair!” it was very out of character for her because she normally didn’t care about her looks – but something about meeting these older and mature-r guys made her very self conscious about a lot of things. Including her speaking in which she would include “uuuhs” way too frequently.\n \nShe opened the door to see a gray wolf towering over her. Yikes. She barely reached his bellybutton in height. “Hey, Helen!” he gave a friendly wave. “Whoooa! Your hair is nuts!”\n \n“DANG IT!” she attempted to cover up her disgrace by throwing her dad’s jacket, which hung on the coat hanger next to her, on her head. All it effectively did was make it so she couldn’t see anything.\n \n“Don’t worry!” Michael gently lifted the jacket off of her and set it back where it belonged. “I think it looks super pretty.”\n \n“Humph.” She crossed her arms. “Normally I wouldn’t care...” Her arms lowered. “...but thanks.” She smiled.\n \nShe led him through the hallway and to her room as she asked him what it was he wanted to do. Watch movies? Play games? Talk? Anything like that. “I dunno,” Michael responded. “I came here cuz I wanted to keep you company! So we can do anything you want.”\n \nHelen tapped her lower lip a couple of times. “Wanna jump off a cliff with me?”\n \n“Pfft,” Michael ruffled her still-wet hair. “Anything that doesn’t involve my death, please.”\n \nThen, something clicked, like it normally does when Helen is with boys she finds attractive. He had the muscles, he had the height... he had the really cute voice. It was the biggest reason that her parents were very much mistaken when they praised her for being such a sweet and innocent girl.\n \nHelen was a bit of a thrill seeker because of how boring her life was. As rich as her parents were, they never went out to do anything exciting. The most excitement would come out of the few times Helen was actually able to attend a female friend’s sleepover or something like that.\n \nSpending so much time on the computer also messed with her perception of things quite a bit. 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In an instant, he had pinned her shoulders down to the bed with his large hands and brought his snout close to hers. They paused in breathy silence for a few moments before continuing the only way they could have.\n \nOh, how exciting it all was.","description_bbcode_parsed":"Picture above, and story below, by Ketzio
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Helen was revered as such an obedient, sweet, and innocent girl by her parents. Oh, how they cherished her appreciation for the smallest things and her proclivity towards heart and star patterns. Sure, she didn’t prim herself up as much as the other girls and she outright refused to ever get a haircut after her 5th birthday, but those were such non-issues that it did not subtract from Helen’s overall image.
Her parents knew that she was trustworthy enough to leave home alone because they never returned to their amazingly expensive home torn to shreds by other little kids who wanted to party. Either way, they would set the door and window alarms for Helen when they left just in case of burglars which, in fact, weren’t common in their quaint little gated community.
What a perfect child Helen was – except when she wasn’t.
Helen, at some point in her life, starting to run circles around her parents and maintain this innocent visage. She wished to be free and wild, not locked away and proper. She couldn’t stand wearing the millions of dresses her parents would bring back almost every day as presents for being a good girl. She would much rather wear something eccentric... like... she didn’t know... pants with purposely torn holes. Those must have been soooo cool.
While her parents would set the alarms for her – Helen would watch, in secret, and memorize the pass-codes. 4845. How basic. It was the first 4 numbers of their home phone after the area code after all. She would take a breath of freedom by stepping outside and trying to make friends with the neighbor kids or anything. Though, it seemed that all she was surrounded by were little boys who roughhoused all day and would have nothing to do with this frilly, two-toned hair colored rodent girl.
Defeated, Helen would wander back into her home after having the words “no girls allowed!” repeatedly shoved in her face. What a juvenile thing to be doing anyways – all of them were about to start junior high school and they were still pulling that macho boy tree-house crap?
Oh well. She would go inside and start chatting with people on the internet. There was this one guy she met a long time ago who she had taken a fancy to. And, though she was not new to this idea of having older boys over and having ‘fun’ with them, she was new to bringing one from the internet. Normally they would just be caretakers, teachers, or fast food restaurant workers or the like. Odd. She wondered why only boys 6 - 16 years or so older than her wanted to hang out so frequently and the neighbor boys refused every time.
“heyhey <3” Helen typed.
“Hi!” a person under the username ‘lonewolf250’ responded.
“how r u doing? ;)”
“I’m okay. Just tired from work.”
“aw thats no good!” Helen could feel herself squirming around for no reason. She just loved to talk to boys, she assumed. “the boys acros the street still wotn talk to me! :’(“ she poorly typed.
“That’s no good either!” his responses were lightning fast. It made Helen giggle because she would take so much time trying to find each letter in this complicated mishmash of keys just to have a responses in under 3 seconds. “I wish I could help. That is, if you wanted me to :3 You live in that gated community, right?”
“yea! just say ur name to them and theyl let u in. ur name is mike rihgt?”
“Yep! That’s my name.”
“its a cut name ^^”
“A ‘cut’ name, huh.” His response was humorously criticizing. “It’s a choice cut beef of a name.”
“shhhh! its a cute name! -_-“
“I’m teasing, sweetie~”
“...”
“Hm?”
“Weeell? : (“
“Well what?”
“nvm ; u ;” Helen pouted as her fingers very slowly tried to find the “v” in nvm.
“I think Helen is an adorable name too <3”
“(>w<)b”
“So... wait... what was that thing you were talking about earlier?”
“my parents wont be home until like 12 @ night or somethin. wanna come over and keep me companyyy? ^/u/^”
The wolf guy didn’t respond – Skype just switched his status to ‘offline’. “Weird” Helen thought. “Guess I scared him off... I was probably sounding too forcing or something. Darn it!” she belly flopped on her bed and sunk her face into her pillow; her loud sighing muffled immensely. “Sooooo booooored!” she kicked her feet as if she were throwing a tantrum.
She whined and got up with a glazed look in her eyes when she heard the home phone ring its annoying ring. She must have passed out or something – it was totally dark outside now! She answered in an almost drunken slur “Helloooo?”
“Hello! We’re calling to ask about a Michael Barahona. Do you know who that is?”
“Oh! Yes!” Helen sobered up her slur immediately. “Would you please let him in?”
“Can do! Thank you, miss.” As soon as the gatekeeper hung up, Helen flew into a mixture of excitement and fear. She just woke up! She must have looked awful!
She rushed to the bathroom just to see her ridiculously long hair waving in all directions. “Oh maaan!” she whined as she filled the sink bowl with tap water and dunked her head inside as if she was getting salsa on a nacho chip. The streams of water that poured down Helen’s hair was quickly snuffed as she tried to smooth it out with her towel and immediately brushed it with the ferocity of a demon.
Almost 1 minute into her chaotic bathroom session – she heard the doorbell sound off. And here she was with only the top of her hair cleaned up... dammit! Nothing she could do now. She trotted along to the front door and kept repeating to herself “He won’t notice the hair! He won’t notice the hair!” it was very out of character for her because she normally didn’t care about her looks – but something about meeting these older and mature-r guys made her very self conscious about a lot of things. Including her speaking in which she would include “uuuhs” way too frequently.
She opened the door to see a gray wolf towering over her. Yikes. She barely reached his bellybutton in height. “Hey, Helen!” he gave a friendly wave. “Whoooa! Your hair is nuts!”
“DANG IT!” she attempted to cover up her disgrace by throwing her dad’s jacket, which hung on the coat hanger next to her, on her head. All it effectively did was make it so she couldn’t see anything.
“Don’t worry!” Michael gently lifted the jacket off of her and set it back where it belonged. “I think it looks super pretty.”
“Humph.” She crossed her arms. “Normally I wouldn’t care...” Her arms lowered. “...but thanks.” She smiled.
She led him through the hallway and to her room as she asked him what it was he wanted to do. Watch movies? Play games? Talk? Anything like that. “I dunno,” Michael responded. “I came here cuz I wanted to keep you company! So we can do anything you want.”
Helen tapped her lower lip a couple of times. “Wanna jump off a cliff with me?”
“Pfft,” Michael ruffled her still-wet hair. “Anything that doesn’t involve my death, please.”
Then, something clicked, like it normally does when Helen is with boys she finds attractive. He had the muscles, he had the height... he had the really cute voice. It was the biggest reason that her parents were very much mistaken when they praised her for being such a sweet and innocent girl.
Helen was a bit of a thrill seeker because of how boring her life was. As rich as her parents were, they never went out to do anything exciting. The most excitement would come out of the few times Helen was actually able to attend a female friend’s sleepover or something like that.
Spending so much time on the computer also messed with her perception of things quite a bit. Her knowledge of the outside world was skewed with talk of sex, images and video of sex, how boys react to sex, how fun sex is, blahblahblah.
She had it before and it became something of a mini-hobby for her. That feeling of intercourse was the excitement she was missing from her life – as young as she may be.
“Wanna do bad things?” she blurted; staring off at the blank wall with a sly smile on her face.
Immediately, and without any proper prodding, Michael lifted her up by the armpits and tossed her on her gigantic bed. She landed with a giggle as he immediately started to take off his pants and boxers. Helen squealed to herself and stared at this hot guy undressing in front of her.
She quickly hopped off the bed, closed her window shutters, and jumped right back on in the position he had tossed her in. Helen slipped her short shorts and underwear down to her thighs as she rose and clamped her thighs together in a sort of tease. In an instant, he had pinned her shoulders down to the bed with his large hands and brought his snout close to hers. They paused in breathy silence for a few moments before continuing the only way they could have.
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