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Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath. Hildager was sitting on the floor, her round, wet fat deposits still wet from the shower’s water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet.

Hildager gasped when she saw a reflection in her respiteblock mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her hive. She stood and spun around, her chest sacks swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door and flung it open, revealing shirtless Torolfin (which was seriously his name) quivering with desire in the hallway.
Torolfin was ashamed at being caught, but his shame made him even hotter – hotter for consummating. He stepped into the room, and his bulging abs accidentally smushed into Hildager’s rich chest.
As Hildager’s buttermilk ribtubes squished up against his granite abs, Torolfin almost had a bulge aneurysm.
“Hildager,” Torolfin murmured thickly, his throbbing pity wand pressing against Hildager’s warm thighs. “There is a secret I need to not tell you: You are my forbidden kismesis.”
Hildager had been waiting to hear these words. Her hate was lifted on golden wings and soared toward a radiant sun of perfect vascillation. She saw herself and Torolfin miserably together, bathed in the golden light of hate. Her snatch got all warm, too.
“Torolfin,” Hildager moaned, her lush babyflabs straining with desire. “I need you.”
Torolfin, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently.
Hildager looked at him expectantly.
“Oh, sorry,” she added. “Torolfin, get the bucket.”
At hearing those beautiful words, Torolfin flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hildager found herself being guided to her recuperacoon by the sheer force of Torolfin’s undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft red petals of her grubclunge.
Torolfin entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged shamestick pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment.
Hildager clutched at the recuperacoon walls with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their bulge inside it.
Then Torolfin moaned, arched his back, and suffered from bulge Parkinson’s. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent hate fluids as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms!
The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of hatemaking billowed around the room.
Hildager got out of the recuperacoon, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a meowbeast who ate the cream of the crop.
She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. “Torolfin,” she said softly, “there’s something I have to tell you…”
But her recuperacoon was empty.
Torolfin was gone, escaped out the respiteblock window. In the distance, Hildager heard the fading sound of galloping abs.

yuetchi:

Kyouko Sakura of Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magi

Witch Form: Ophelia

• Musical scores resembling those in Oktavia’s barrier can be seen floating in the background of Ophelia’s barrier.
• Ophelia of Shakespeare’s Hamlet was a young woman who had a famous and highly romanticized suicide. She went mad after the death of her father and being spurned by her love interest.
• Ophelia is riding a horned horse-like creature, which corresponds to the unicorn wind chime that represented Kyoko (opposite Sayaka’s mermaid chime) in the BD version of episode 9.
• Kyoko is known for being a hot-headed character.(For the funnies, haha)
• Ophelia’s familiars include geishas and goldfish. Early Christians used a fish symbol to represent the Christian faith. In Buddhism, fish can represent abundance and fertility, or living beings who practice the dharma need have no fear to drown in the ocean of suffering, and can freely migrate (chose their rebirth) like fish in the water. 
• Ophelia of Hamlet’s main conflict was between obeying her father or her love interest. She had a fear of intimacy and eventually went mad under the pressure of her father’s death and her lover’s rejection of her. Kyoko lost her family and was spurned by Sayaka.
• The story of Ophelia’s suicide by drowning is striking in a number of ways. First, her death seems to be passive: rather than straight-up committing suicide, as Gertrude (The Queen in Hamlet, who shares a name with the witch Gertrud) tells us, she accidentally falls in the water and then simply neglects to save herself from sinking. This seems to be a metaphor for the way Ophelia lives her life toward the end of the play – going with the flow, doing what her father tells her to do, rather making decisions for herself. Ophelia’s “garments” “pull” her down, as if they had a mind of their own. Likewise, Kyoko followed wherever life lead her and was pulled down by her magical girl status.
• Ophelia is described as being “mermaid-like” with her “clothes spread wide.” Even in death, Ophelia is figured as an erotic creature. Gertrude also suggests that Ophelia’s drowning was natural when she describes Ophelia as being like a “native” creature in the water. Kyoko killed herself in an attempt to reach Sayaka, who took on the form of a mermaid as Oktavia, and whose transformation into a witch resonates with the features of water and the implied theme of drowning. Sayaka and Kyoko appear together underwater in the BD 5 artwork.
• It is speculated that perhaps the guilt that Kyoko carried with her due to her failure to protect her family, and later Sayaka, weighted too much on her causing Kyoko to turn into a witch.

I actually greatly appreciate the depth of research that they go into before they choose the mythical representation of the girls’ witches.

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