Anonymous Tue 11 Jun 2024 15:28:59 No.66515063 Report

Quoted By: >>66515815 >>66516051

>>66515010
God I can’t wait for that DLC. It’s a crushing need.
For my request I’d like something cute with Greene and Sera

Anonymous Tue 11 Jun 2024 16:25:25 No.66516051 Report

Quoted By: >>66516211

>>66515063
>"Come ooooon bird-boy." Sera whines at me.
>"No and stop calling me that." I give Sera the most unenthused stare I can possibly muster. She ignores it.
>"Pleeeeeease." she begs, hugging onto my mid section.
>I consider one more time her proposition. A full day of stress testing the little electric motor she's been fixing. Guarantee it's going to get hooked up to something that moves and I have a sneaking suspicion I'll be the pilot. She presses herself into me a bit more and the sensation dulls my logical thought. Damnit hormones cut it out.
>I sigh "Fine. Some ground rules." I state, she perks up and sits up straight. Still invading my personal space. I almost have to look away from her.
>"Fire extinguisher nearby, padding and a helmet, and you're sponsoring a meal." I hold up a finger for each concession.
>She nods and hugs me fully, pressing into me again. She must know exactly what she's doing as she squishes my face right into her chest. Not that I'm complaining mind you.
>I pull away and almost have to gasp for air as she thanks me again before returning to her side of the lunch table. Maria and Cynthia shoot me disgustingly smug glances. Yeah yeah eat it up you two.
>The next morning, Saturday, and I'm off to Sera's. I pack a few extra bandages and gauze just in case. Mom offers to drive me but I decide to just go ahead and take public transportation. No need for another prodding conversation of whether or not Sera and I are a thing.
>I step off the bus and make sure to thank the driver before making the couple block walk over to where Sera and her mom live. I shoot her a text to let her know I was closeby. I get a response telling me she's in the garage already.
>I pick up the pace not wanting to keep to keep her waiting. I hear her long before I see her. Clanking away at something in her garage, door open.
>"I'm here, Sera!" I call out
cont.

Anonymous Tue 11 Jun 2024 16:33:39 No.66516211 Report

Quoted By: >>66516384

>>66516051
>Sera looks up at me and beams me a smile, she's sweat and has oil marks on her hands and face. I'm keenly aware of what she's wearing now. A tight tank top and baggy pants. It takes considerable effort to not stare.
>I instead point my eyes at the thing she's working on. No longer just an engine but almost a full buggy. Wheels and all. I consider just leaving but I'm already here. A few broken bones won't kill me. I hope.
>"Going well then?" I ask, pointing at the would-be car.
>"Sort've, need your help with one part though, can't get enough torque on something. Need some assistance." she pats her muscled arm, leaving oil on it as well. Not sure what she wants from my scrawny frame but whatever.
>She hikes up the jack and points me to our effort, a nut that needs to be tightened, hard. The angle is weird and makes it difficult to put enough pressure on it. I see the problem now. I line to up do the best I can as she trots behind me. I consider a moment as to what she's doing as I feel her press into me, arms now also on the wrench.
>"Alright on three." My focus drawn back on the task and not Sera's soft damp body pressed all the way up against me.
>She counts us down and we managed to tighten the thing fully. She lets go and steps back. I feel that she's left a bit of a damp spot on my back. She seemingly doesn't notice.
>"Alright! Now it's test drive time! Lemme fuel it up real quick, I got some snacks inside you can grab. They're labeled and in the fridge." she wipes her brow again and smiles widely at me. Between the physical contact and her current visage I'm smitten. I do as she asks, pulling out a small container labeled S on it and a wrapped burrito (I assume) labeled G on it.
>There's a couple cans of Soda in here as well so I end up grabbing them too. I return to the purple triceratops woman and we have lunch on a small card table. Plastic lawn chairs that feel like they could turn to powder at any moment our seating.
cont.

Anonymous Tue 11 Jun 2024 16:41:47 No.66516384 Report

Quoted By: >>66516543

>>66516211
>"Picked that up yesterday afternoon at a place Maria said was killer. Lemme know what you think. It's carni." she smiles, taking pride in remembering my diet.
>I tear into the thing and it's wonderful. Spicy and tangy, almost sweet. I end up asking Sera for the places name and jot it down in my phone's note apps. Shit even if this leads to my death today that might've made it worth it.
>We finish and Sera cranks the little machine to life. It sputters, kicking out some air but settles into a nice hum.
>"Wow." I say, unable to fully articulate how impressive this actually is.
>"I just mostly fixed the thing up. Some light welding to get the frame together but otherwise it's not much harder than putting together Legos." she plays it down immensely
>"No this is honestly unreal, Sera." I say, looking over to her. She's blushing at the compliment.
>"W-ell we gotta still make sure it can handle someone actually riding in it." Sera gestures to it. Message received.
>I walk over and take my place in the seat. I can't quite get seated right as the chair seems much too big. This is rectified as Sera sits behind me. For the second time today I mentally panic.
>"Alright, right pedal is go left is brake. Onward Shadowfax! Show us the meaning of haste!" She's such a nerd.
>I smile and gently press onto the gas. Nothing. Uh oh.
>"Oh right, the handbrake." Sera reaches over me, pressing hard into me again and pulls a lever between my legs. I shudder.
>Before I can even recover we've started moving forward. Dad's been teaching me how to drive so this isn't so bad, pretty much just a smaller car. I scoot us down the street a few times, getting some decent speed. Runs like a dream honestly.
>I pull us back into the garage after a while, thoroughly impressed. I'm getting really overheated now however.
cont.

Anonymous Tue 11 Jun 2024 16:49:07 No.66516543 Report

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>>66516384
>I get out first, ripping my jacket off and letting my wings out a bit. Sweat pouring off them. Sera's already seen the things before, no need to fret about that. She hands me a bottle of water. It goes down the gullet quickly.
>I notice her looking at my wings. Featherless with markings up and down them. Like uncle Naser's.
>"So why do you keep them covered?" she asks after downing her own ice cold bottle of water. My jaw clenches slightly.
>"They're really small. Perks of being a hybrid." I flex the things, joints popping slightly. They're about 20% smaller than full blooded Ptero wings.
>"I think they're cute, honestly." Sera warmly smiles, ensuring I know she's sincere. A tingling inside reminds me of how sweet Sera can be when she wants to.
>"Hey I really owe you more than just a burrito for today." Sera says as she checks her phone. I do as well and note it's already getting decently late into the afternoon.
>"Let me take you out to eat somewhere." she offers.
>"Oh sure that'll be great." I accept quickly. Wait...
>"Wait are you sure, Sera? This almost sounds like-"
>"A date?" She cuts me off. Her shoulders are squared, arms folded in front of her uneasily.
>"Sure, Sera. A date." I return her sincerity from earlier and smile deeply at her. She returns to a comfortable stance.
Fin.