Author's Note: I actually had motivation to write again and no one is talking to me so I have time. While I should probably write once a month, I really don't care enough.
Last time on Y/N Slander: And with that, she packed me off. Why is my life so terrible and what will happen next? Tune in next time on Y/N Slander! Stay tuned!
The tall, muscle mommy alpha uwu carried my wittle petite body off into the great unknown. She must have felt my cute wittle omega uwu soft girl body twemble because she started to pet my head.
"It's alright, Cutie. I don't bite. ...Unless asked. The names Echo, by the way, Echo Oscar. And you are...?" She smirked down at me and showed off her sharp fangs which made me feel something... strange... but yet exciting and addicting like a drug.
"Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y/N owo." I stuttered out. Curse my shyness. I'm just so shy and wittle and helpless and not like other girls. I guess life just hates me and decided to make me quirky.
"Y/N, huh? Good to meet ya but you shouldn't be traveling alone, especially not spelling like that and so close to mating season. Other alphas will be lining outside practically humping your door." WH-WHAT?! ME?! WHY?! THERE'S NOTHING SPECIAL ABOUT ME! THIS IS SO WEIRD!
"Wh-Wh-Wh-What? N-N-N-N-N-No. Th-Th-That can't b-b-b-b-be r-r-right. N-N-N-No o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-one w-w-w-would e-e-ever like me." And why would they? I'm a freak who doesn't fit in and is different and not like other girls. Ahhhhhhhh, this is so confusingggggg.
"No one likes you? Nonsense. I'm sure there's at least one person who would like someone like you." What was this woman even talking about? Why would anyone like someone like me? My lips trembled and I couldn't speak so I just held onto her big, fat, juicy arms and caressed them like a salad. Such a lovely salad-like arms. Like two slices of lamb leg. I kept squeezing at them which she didn't seem to mind too much since she was giggling occasionally. Her giggles were enchanting like... addicting hiccups or beautiful sea shells rubbing together in harmony. Her voice made me feel so... tingly in... areas. I couldn't help but lose control of my instincts and gave a little kitten lick to her arm only for my eyes to widen.
"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I a-a-a-am so so s-sorry! I-I-I d-didn't mean i-i-i-it, Uwu!" Echo proceeded to giggle again.
"It's no problem, I didn't mind it much but it did catch me off guard." She then flexed her guns. ..Wait... where did THOSE come from?! I covered my blushing face in her big bar of bosoms and I could slowly feel myself suffocating in them cause DAMN those twins are MASSIVE but Daddy Shrek's were bigger. After a few more moments of walking, we came across a university where Echo carried me to the dormitory and into her room before setting me on a bed. "My roommate should be back soon but for now, rest up and I'll take care of you, 'kay?" I could only nod my head and relax on the bed as Echo examined my body, I wonder if she has any experience doing something like this. She checked over many different parts of my body and got certain things like a wet rag, painkillers, and water. She's really good at taking care of me. I continues to lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling and zoning out. I closed my eyes and relaxed even more, falling into a nap.
...Where am I...?
...What am I looking at...?
...What am I looking for...?
...Who am I looking for...?
...Who am I...?
...What was I made for...?
...What should I do now...?
...Why am I here...?
...How did I get here...?
...Why am I in the woods...?
...Mom...?
~Stuttering Count~
This Chapter: 57
Total: 357
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FanfictionI ONLY OWN SOME CHARACTERS. I DO NOT OWN BARRY B. BENSON, JACOB BLACK, EDWARD CULLEN, SHREK, SHOTO TODOROKI OR HARRY STYLES This is basically me being bored and taking Y/N stereotypes and putting them into a story for my friends.
