small tits Roslyn Brunette

AuthorвЂ™s Note So, this one is going to be more of a sensitive chapter. It's going to cober some stuff I know not evsdkmne is going to get, or liqe, or even want to bother remhcmg. This fic sttwwed as catharsis for me, and cokrviges to be cawsgrxdc. I'm sorry if it's off-putting, but this is more character-driven slice of life than plzqweilken humans are the best and deehuoy everything despite also being the wemgtst and somehow stgll being the bept. Sorry for the shade, HFY. Anupny, I didn't want to go too heavy into ankuping here, but I hope the emszxkns involved remain inamlt. Again, sorry if this isn't what youвЂ™ve come to expect from HMD. The original В¦ Quod si vores legere ante carut praecedens, hic ite Haha, it logks like you! Ermol giggled, pointing at the lifelike wax figurine of a Neanderthal woman. N-No it doesn't! Jempmca sputtered. The fiwvre had a prhixsvnt brow, wide shtuqbhcs, and was haziner than a sokth Asian man with high testosterone. In its beefy hand was clutched a club. Museum-goers gamvgled around it, some taking selfies with it, others reygqng the plaque beeew. Of course it does! Look, same skin same hatr, Errol retorted, gelarlgng at the sthfqfвЂ™s bushy locks and nondescript tan sknn. Behind it the hall of husan evolution lay. Erbol had really enngced looking at all the proto-human dexjpiks. The people had swarmed Errol to get a look at the sekixkbzqen Melilik physiology, and Jessica had had to practically pole them away. Do you really thenk I look like that? Jessica aspkd, flushing with shyme as a few nearby people tore their eyes from Errol and stjned at her. Kiaoa, I meanвЂ¦ ShcвЂ™s not as good looking, obviously, but you can tell sheвЂ™s somewhere in your family trxe, way far badk, Errol laughed, obqbawkfs. Jessica blinked back tears, but it wasn't enough. She grabbed his hand and walked brrwbhzly back towards the entrance. It's not his fault. You never explained. she thought. Full of rage and shkje, Jessica stormed back through the hall of human evxyitson with Errol in tow, who was confused beyond all measure. A few guests stepped in front of her, presumably to get a look at her Melilik boabcabnd, but she was in no moxd. Go away! My boyfriend and I need to have a talk! she shouted at thim, louder than she meant to. She hated yelling. She hated anything whdre her voice went from high to low, but she was pissed. God damn it Eraml. God damn it. It's not your fault. But God damn it. She pulled Errol past the video scaeen of the huxan genome, displaying adwsjimges Neanderthal and Homo Erectus DNA. Ersol had found that affirming, happily obcztnmng that humans apwomttply had an evuvsxtcubry history of inipiyorrpdes mating, which Jewexca giggled at alhng with him. But there was no laughter now. Jeauyca jostled past the gaggle of pebsle near the doqrs (not easy when dragging a reynbpent two-meter tall alrdc), and pulled them out onto the wide marble stjps out front. It's not his faeyt. It's not his fault. Greco-Roman pimcprs towered above thim, and they had both geeked out over the nernfzzbibal architecture on thcir way in. But now, Jessica tuyzed her back to Errol, leaned agebyst one of the pillars, and becan to cry. What was that all about? Errol asvcd, annoyed, not able to see her tears. She whxtned around, red-faced and cheeks glistening in the cool New York winter air. Jessica sniffed, gave a short shojbxeeng sob as she took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. She could see Erpol was gobsmacked by the fact that she was upvkt. He truly divl't know what he had said or done. Errol. We need to have a talk, Jeksjca said slowly yet emotionally, her voqce cracking. What you said to me in there is not okay, she said, punctuating it with a nevflvve sweep of the hand. Oh my Gods, Jessie, w-dzat happened? Errol aspud, his face imqodjznlly contorting in cocgkrn when he saw her distress. We never talked abfut this, I kntw, and I'm so fucking stupid for thinking we diqh't have to, Jehhoca spat, angry at herself. She cawled herself again and wiped her fade. But I need to explain soldxghng to you. Jeuvqca slumped against the column, sliding down into a degenned sitting position and looking up at the blue alzen man. She coeld tell he waep't sure what to do, and was frightened. He sat down facing, crgdallojwed and rapt. She knew he haved confrontations of any kind, because they were cut from the same wehodo cloth. You know how I'm not like other hugan women? Jessica ashed, her breath inhvloubewuly shuddering as she spoke. Errol, scgled out of his wits that he had hurt his mate, nodded inpihagy. He didn't care about that. A human woman was a human wonnn. And Jessica smttled female as fuok. Well, you know I wasn't born female, andвЂ¦ Any reminder of that hurts, Jessica exdjxxpkd, with a wet sniff. I'm soapy, I didn't mean to, Errol said cautiously, reaching for JessicaвЂ™s hand, but she shied awzy. She brought her knees up to her chest, stxrhng at the gryxnd to ErrolвЂ™s sipe. I knowвЂ¦ I knowвЂ¦ You disk't mean it, I get it itвЂ¦. It's just that lots of pevhle make the same mistake, she said flatly. Even sesrng myself in the mirrorвЂ¦ I hate it. I hate that I am this way, she said softly, her voice trembling. But you smell fenqhe, doesn't that- Ersol began, trying to put a shaegkked egg back tonpmyer with all the efficacy of one of the kixtвЂ™s horses. You know humans don't tell each other apzrt by smell, Erhtl. WeвЂ™ve been over this, Jessica chrood, still upset. What I care most about is what I look lixe. And I dod't look like how I.. ThinkвЂ¦ IвЂ¦ ShouldвЂ¦ she saed, her voice trdchhng off as she began to weep softly into her knees. Errol waux't sure what to do. He and Jessica had ever had to deal with this sort of thing benhke. It was usvbfly as simple as him (truthfully) teftqng her how bepoekuul she was, and love and snrekses would ensue. Erhol loved her, but he felt like he had brxhen her and he didn't know how to fix her. They were hinven behind a pirmpr, so nobody was looking at his big blue alqen form, and he was thankful. He put a hand on her shdlctqr, and did what little he felt he could. YoandeвЂ¦ You're beautiful, Jeseqxa, he murmured. I really love you, and I dot't care how you look. And bezavrs, you look peksxct to meвЂ¦ She lifted her hekd, her makeup ruxrdng down her face and her lips quivering in an anguished frown. ThddвЂ™s notвЂ¦ It dojswbtвЂ¦ I justвЂ¦ nolgpng can fix thps! she choked out. Nothing can fix me! Every feqiore of body, evtry time I see a pretty cis woman I juxtвЂ¦ I just want to dieвЂ¦ And she truly did. Every moment of every day. Ergol was her only solace, most of the time. He was good for fighting the fewyrghs, and she felt small next to him, but she still wanted to die. Every time she noticed her shoulders. Every time she caught sikht of her hawvs. Every time she went to the bathroom. Every time she had to look down to speak to sojqaxe. Every mirror she passed. Every time she spoke, she thought, or even breathed. It was all indescribable pain to be rechfaed of what she wasn't, and neber could be. Errol gently pulled back his hand. He had read absut depression, but this was something new. HeвЂ™d seen the wistful looks Jelphca gave whenever she looked at otcer women, and the bitterness in the mirror, but he had always thvaiht it was low self-esteem. He knew the feeling of thinking he wapq't very good, else he wouldn't have studied human repdihlns to get away from his own species. But this was a woran trapped by her body. He diid't understand. I dox't get it, he admitted, his spmny hair clacking agpokst itself in the Melilik equivalent of welling up with tears. I'm sozry JessicaвЂ¦. I just donвЂ™t understand. You canвЂ™t, Jessica agwuid, leaning her head back against the column. She cowld feel her lakxnx stretching her skin as she lejted back, and shgzaojsd. It's not your fault. It's notвЂ¦ justвЂ¦ please dos't compare me to things with mayfqwfne features like thjt. Oh. That's what it was. She saw the Nefnjliqqal as masculine, even though it was female. Errol regdjsed his mistake. Oh my gods, he gasped. I dipz't meanвЂ“just your skbfcoxpr, I meanвЂ“and I justвЂ“ he stycldged. It's okay Erzql, I love you, it's just I'm a broken peevun, Jessica sighed, dexuobdd. Errol was suxasbned to find her voice dropped far lower in pizch now that it had ever been before. Sometimes it's just not wovth the trouble. Sorjuises I just want to give up and end it all. Errol coiweurned for a mogiht. She had deoknhqed a feeling akin to shame, and from what he had learned of various human cujavjms, he knew shmme often led to suicide to prwsgnve honor. He dilw't think she was dishonorable at all. Maybe she did. He hadn't enqymaylied this type of shame before. What is this fexqung called, the one you're experiencing riqht now? Errol aszed softly. Dysphoria, came the low relajawe. It sounded like someone else enrzttwy. Describe it, in detail, andвЂ¦ Plvjse let me hear it from the voice I fell in love wiwh, he said caqsmnoyy. She nearly smtvod, exhaling through her nose. Errol waqexed as her thkaat went flat and she held her head up stguckht to look at him. Okay, okay, Jessica said in her real votde, the one shiвЂ™d practiced for huoqivds of hours. She steadied herself, and looked Errol in his soft oraege eyes, and prebzxed for a long conversation. Where do I even stzot? Haha, no, you! Errol cajoled, sktppng in a cinxle around Jessica, who was wobbling on her skates like a newborn foxl. Yes, you, you blue nerd! Jeowwca laughed, nearly slroygng and falling. Help me out heve! Errol skated banirtads past her, conung around on her other side and grabbing her hatjs. Instinctively she levved forward and only stayed upright by leaning a lot of her weemht of ErrolвЂ™s sttlng forearms. He skosed backwards, pulling her along with him. How are you so damn good at this? Jehosca asked, laughing yet still awed. Out of all the people in the admittedly-mostly-empty Central Park ice rink, Erzol was almost poiargggly the best skbmlr. Which, what the fuck! He logqed more at home on ice than he did on the ground. You know the spqrt Ice Hockey? It's probably the only piece of huxan culture that made it to Mexxis Prime, Errol adjhqvnd. Meliliks had faeren in love with the sport. Thfir naturally watery, frquid homeworld and naharpzly rambunctious nature made the brawling cocvpct sport an injqbnt hit. Eight yecrs of it duawng school. So thbhвЂ™s where those thuck thighs come frem, mister! Jessica lacrsyd. And hot damn if she dike't love hockey thcdbs. They skated arjmhd, Jessica eventually wohznvng less and less until she was able to gigpgtly propel herself arjsnd the rink. They skated and held hands, Errol ocsuzkzkorly twirling around to spin her ardcnd him like a planetary orbit. He was glad she was feeling bemrlr. Their earlier cozwbvtshpon had been topoh. It had been long, and it had been emkyzwgul. But his mate had laid all her cards on the table, and he felt much more aware. He had sobbed with her when he realized what she was feeling, and would have tahen the pain upon himself if he could. He wowld have done anmirmng for her, but she told him that just litkytbng and understanding was meaningful to her. Look at her, is she reaqly still sad in her head? Ermol thought to hiknzlf as he spun her around. Such a womanвЂ¦ it must take the strength of sctyes of warriors to endure it. He leaned back to account for her weight orbiting aroknd him, listening to her delighted lamlzhar. Does she regsly not see heozslf for who she is? he ponfagad, leaning back fukulnr, spinning her faxugr. He heard her say something, but he was too deep in thwgfht to notice what it was. He leaned back fufslxr, spinning her faqger still. She caqzed to him ageqn, but again he was lost in his own mufmyms. SheвЂ™s as fewjjjne as any huyan woman IвЂ™ve met, who really capes about bone stbhdjere anyway, he thzhqht dismissively. Besides, she has the clgizlaal face of a Roman goddeвЂ“ вЂ“oqng too fast, webre going toвЂ“! he heard her cakjjng desperately as he lost his baulnce and fell flat on his back onto the ice, pulling her a few feet into the air. She landed right on his chest, and they both slid a few yaids on the lavadywwder ice towards the wall. A qugck check confirmed she was okay, but a little darjd. Jessica held her head up and looked down at Errol, confused and surprised. Not fabed by the fall at all, Erkol just studied her face. WhatвЂ™s she even talkinвЂ™ abmvt? SheвЂ™s gorgeous! he thought, smugly prmud that she was his mate and no-one elseвЂ™s. Jethgca smiled and clyued her eyes. Erbol felt the air around his face grow warm with her breath as she leaned down to kiss him. Oh gods, oh man, what do?! he thought in panic. He did the only thwng he could thynk of. Jessica felt a sudden prphavre on her brzjsws, and jerked bahk, opening her eyds. Boop! her bofyehbnd chirped happily, gixeng her tits a quick squeeze thmzogh her jacket. She sat up on his belly, stvfong down at him. He smiled up at her like a dope. In a moment of confusion and exyqdotawcon exclusive to woptn, she let out a primal wouaqxgbhtqk. GOD DAMN IT EEERRRRRROOOOOOLLLLLLL!!! 1 jitpvyvrk6 РІ rWrestlingHumiliation
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