[Summer Writing Contest 2012] I Nailed Momoka, (so fuck you)
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Phew, now im done, please tell me what you think. Also please tell if there are errors and I will gladly edit it.
Im still new in the fakku universe so I might get annoying but bear with me. ok?
While the crew are busy on their own right, I kept on stealing some glances on “her”. Her unblemished and perfectly toned body was draped loosely in a red bikini, Her fine vermillion hair was, strangeled on both sides of her head to form a joyful pigtail which was locked in place with the use of a clip in the design of a big “!”. Her blue eyes radiated in brilliance as she proceeded to the center of the stage.
Her name was “Momoka”. A star idol and official mascot of the website called “Fakku”
Sufficiently lighted in all angles necessary, she stood atop as a centerpiece for the platform that was littered with all things that can be seen in a summer day. Fine white sand, a beach ball, a pail and shovel, and so many other toys. All are to be her arsenal as the cameras started its barrage of heartless flashes.
As erotic as it can be, she sat atop the ball with legs wide apart. She poured sand on her body and buried her genitals and breasts in a shallow sandcastle. In a sideward shot, her fingers was nestled so maliciously as if beckoning the viewer to taste her fruit. Professionals call it “Art”. Ordinary men call it “Porn”.
It makes no difference, Momoka has done all her job with an empty smile.
…+…
When the pictorial was finished, I packed all my things back into my backpack. And quick as that, I spared no time in fleeing out of the studio. Taking no chance to ever look back, not even to say goodbye. Outside, I was greeted by a sudden blast of the midnight breeze. For a summer night to get so cold, it is doubtable that this is a lullaby from the breath of the sun-fairies.
Though the pictorial was held behind closed walls, the place was practically just a few steps away from the beach. The photographers only choose the falseness of CGI’s for lighting reasons. Then without a single care to the world, I took a walk on the sandy beach. Underneath the palid glow of the everlasting smile of the white moon, I feasted my eyes on the sight of the stars. Like children’s in their mischief ,they responded to my stare with a giggling twinkle.
Such an uplifting moment it was that was instantly crushed when my phone rang. I picked it up and read:
“A man shouldn’t leave a girl behind, especially right in the middle of the night”
I gulped, This cant be a good sign.
Preparing myself for the obvious, I twisted to my back and to my horror, There she was standing firmly and smiling wide.
“Momoka?”
Unlike how she revealed her body on the stage, This time she was now fully clothed in a civilian clothing that ruffles freely with the gentle wind. Her makeup was unwashed, her lipstick had a smear and her clothes was not even properly worn It was plain to the sight that she hurried to meet me. “Is that how a man should respond to a girl?”
“You still have a schedule to meet by tomorrow, shouldn’t you be in the hotel already?”
“I told the manager that he can go on ahead, I have a friend to meet.”
“I see…” I sighed
Her smile faded then, and she started to unclip her hair, letting it dance in its unrestrained glory. Wild and Untamed with the enchanting howl of the moonlight gale, her eyes so pure and alluring it bears a message of existence and sounds of rebirth
She was so beautiful, she was a miracle on its own.
“Hey” she spoke dreamlike while slowly making her way to me.”Do you remember the first time weve met?”
“Nope” I lied, taking my gaze away from her glare “I doubt that I even met you”
With a giggle, she leaned her head to my chest. “I remember it all well” her soft resigned voice said.
“It was the day that I was chosen to be the mascot for Fakku. Though new to the world of the stardom, and I was praised for showing intense growth of fandom. In every pictorial, promotion, and concert, I was the brightest star, I was supposed to be happy” she paused “Yet I was miserable”
“During occasions, my body is always the talk, Gatherings, my physique was sought. People cannot separate the me that they see on screen and the real me. Men thinks that I am an object. In the company of women, I am always alienated. Being a star in the constellation of lucre, means that the society will not hide their disgust on me. Except for you”
Then bitter tears started to roll down her cheeks.
“If not for you I would have been lost in my decision” she wept as she remembered that moment when she thought of ending her life.
Unable to say anything, I patted her head. “I am selfish, a cry baby and it is easy for me to get angry at people” she wept further, burying her face deep on my chest, gripping my shirt so tight.. “But I love you so much, will you love me to?”
This was no longer the Momoka who was made for the earthly delight of men
This is now Momoka who is more than what meets the eye
This is now Momoka the fragile being
The real Momoka
My Momoka
Half prepared and half dazed by the this incidence, I kissed her on her luscious lips as a response
On the hotel bed, our kiss still lingers its warm sensation, our tongues deeply entranced as it danced with other and we parted it slowly and prepared. There was no evidence of it happening but our hearts that rapidly pumps in its cautious curiosity.
“I have always wanted to do this with you” Momoka said weakly. “I have always been having some weird fantasies about you. Always been afraid to be with you”
She started to unbutton her polo and let me see for myself that she wasn’t wearing any bra and just her soft breast and vermillion nipples to be amazed on. “But theres no problem in that right?”
Consoled within each others embrace, we felt the trust and security that we needed to be together. Gently, I lay her down and I am above her. Her flesh burning in passion as our lust blended.
“Im going in” I warned. With her eyes closed in fear, she gave a nervous meek.
Faintly, I pushed myself to her, breaking my way through the wall that kept her pure inside no matter how many times her image was defiled. With her purity gone, she was punished in a mind searing pain that made her arch her back. Gritting her teeth in parallel with her rattling skin, she forced herself not to scream.
“My mind” she spoke within broken lips. “It going blank”
“Should I stop?”
“No, ill be ok.” She smile in tears “I want to feel more of you, please move as you want”
As I rubbed her insides, the sounds of pain that she kept of making worried me so. Bugged so much, I placed my lips against her, muting her and allowing her to recompose. “Is it still painful?”
“No, the pain was gone” she panted “Its, its starting to feel good”
Happy now that she was fine, I bit her nipples and she yelped in so much electrifying jolt. Never expected that she has such a sensitive nipple. Her noises now sounded different, now in the hallucination of glee. The aroma of her perfumed sweat added to my arousal like an incense for a goddess.
“Im,” she let out “Im gonna cum”
Then I started to nipped her in the sides of her neck, rejoicing in the sweet taste of her saccharine female artifice. Delving my face on her scalp, I was thrilled in the strawberry fragrance of her luxurious hair. She was a summer flower in bloom. And I am her mischievous flower thief.
“Hey” She weezed. Her voice tired when we are just starting “Will you promise me that youl be with me forever?”
“Forever and ever” I swore to her soul
And then, our feelings that we held for each other shoot out, I filled her empty vessel with my love with the affection that sent her rattling once again. Her scream was the first one that I heard. I don’t know if it was good or bad but I know that from here forward, we shall be walking together forever
When it was over, we slept together in each others arms we find fulfillment for our unsatisfied being.
Im still new in the fakku universe so I might get annoying but bear with me. ok?
~+_I Nailed Momoka_+~
(so fuck you all!)
(so fuck you all!)
While the crew are busy on their own right, I kept on stealing some glances on “her”. Her unblemished and perfectly toned body was draped loosely in a red bikini, Her fine vermillion hair was, strangeled on both sides of her head to form a joyful pigtail which was locked in place with the use of a clip in the design of a big “!”. Her blue eyes radiated in brilliance as she proceeded to the center of the stage.
Her name was “Momoka”. A star idol and official mascot of the website called “Fakku”
Sufficiently lighted in all angles necessary, she stood atop as a centerpiece for the platform that was littered with all things that can be seen in a summer day. Fine white sand, a beach ball, a pail and shovel, and so many other toys. All are to be her arsenal as the cameras started its barrage of heartless flashes.
As erotic as it can be, she sat atop the ball with legs wide apart. She poured sand on her body and buried her genitals and breasts in a shallow sandcastle. In a sideward shot, her fingers was nestled so maliciously as if beckoning the viewer to taste her fruit. Professionals call it “Art”. Ordinary men call it “Porn”.
It makes no difference, Momoka has done all her job with an empty smile.
…+…
When the pictorial was finished, I packed all my things back into my backpack. And quick as that, I spared no time in fleeing out of the studio. Taking no chance to ever look back, not even to say goodbye. Outside, I was greeted by a sudden blast of the midnight breeze. For a summer night to get so cold, it is doubtable that this is a lullaby from the breath of the sun-fairies.
Though the pictorial was held behind closed walls, the place was practically just a few steps away from the beach. The photographers only choose the falseness of CGI’s for lighting reasons. Then without a single care to the world, I took a walk on the sandy beach. Underneath the palid glow of the everlasting smile of the white moon, I feasted my eyes on the sight of the stars. Like children’s in their mischief ,they responded to my stare with a giggling twinkle.
Such an uplifting moment it was that was instantly crushed when my phone rang. I picked it up and read:
“A man shouldn’t leave a girl behind, especially right in the middle of the night”
I gulped, This cant be a good sign.
Preparing myself for the obvious, I twisted to my back and to my horror, There she was standing firmly and smiling wide.
“Momoka?”
Unlike how she revealed her body on the stage, This time she was now fully clothed in a civilian clothing that ruffles freely with the gentle wind. Her makeup was unwashed, her lipstick had a smear and her clothes was not even properly worn It was plain to the sight that she hurried to meet me. “Is that how a man should respond to a girl?”
“You still have a schedule to meet by tomorrow, shouldn’t you be in the hotel already?”
“I told the manager that he can go on ahead, I have a friend to meet.”
“I see…” I sighed
Her smile faded then, and she started to unclip her hair, letting it dance in its unrestrained glory. Wild and Untamed with the enchanting howl of the moonlight gale, her eyes so pure and alluring it bears a message of existence and sounds of rebirth
She was so beautiful, she was a miracle on its own.
“Hey” she spoke dreamlike while slowly making her way to me.”Do you remember the first time weve met?”
“Nope” I lied, taking my gaze away from her glare “I doubt that I even met you”
With a giggle, she leaned her head to my chest. “I remember it all well” her soft resigned voice said.
“It was the day that I was chosen to be the mascot for Fakku. Though new to the world of the stardom, and I was praised for showing intense growth of fandom. In every pictorial, promotion, and concert, I was the brightest star, I was supposed to be happy” she paused “Yet I was miserable”
“During occasions, my body is always the talk, Gatherings, my physique was sought. People cannot separate the me that they see on screen and the real me. Men thinks that I am an object. In the company of women, I am always alienated. Being a star in the constellation of lucre, means that the society will not hide their disgust on me. Except for you”
Then bitter tears started to roll down her cheeks.
“If not for you I would have been lost in my decision” she wept as she remembered that moment when she thought of ending her life.
Unable to say anything, I patted her head. “I am selfish, a cry baby and it is easy for me to get angry at people” she wept further, burying her face deep on my chest, gripping my shirt so tight.. “But I love you so much, will you love me to?”
This was no longer the Momoka who was made for the earthly delight of men
This is now Momoka who is more than what meets the eye
This is now Momoka the fragile being
The real Momoka
My Momoka
Half prepared and half dazed by the this incidence, I kissed her on her luscious lips as a response
For a moment, we let ourselves to dream
Inseparable in the fates of our woven seam
Under the blanket of the stars
Witness to this night that is now ours
A new chapter shall be written
in words that can never be broken
Inseparable in the fates of our woven seam
Under the blanket of the stars
Witness to this night that is now ours
A new chapter shall be written
in words that can never be broken
…+…
On the hotel bed, our kiss still lingers its warm sensation, our tongues deeply entranced as it danced with other and we parted it slowly and prepared. There was no evidence of it happening but our hearts that rapidly pumps in its cautious curiosity.
“I have always wanted to do this with you” Momoka said weakly. “I have always been having some weird fantasies about you. Always been afraid to be with you”
She started to unbutton her polo and let me see for myself that she wasn’t wearing any bra and just her soft breast and vermillion nipples to be amazed on. “But theres no problem in that right?”
Consoled within each others embrace, we felt the trust and security that we needed to be together. Gently, I lay her down and I am above her. Her flesh burning in passion as our lust blended.
“Im going in” I warned. With her eyes closed in fear, she gave a nervous meek.
Faintly, I pushed myself to her, breaking my way through the wall that kept her pure inside no matter how many times her image was defiled. With her purity gone, she was punished in a mind searing pain that made her arch her back. Gritting her teeth in parallel with her rattling skin, she forced herself not to scream.
“My mind” she spoke within broken lips. “It going blank”
“Should I stop?”
“No, ill be ok.” She smile in tears “I want to feel more of you, please move as you want”
As I rubbed her insides, the sounds of pain that she kept of making worried me so. Bugged so much, I placed my lips against her, muting her and allowing her to recompose. “Is it still painful?”
“No, the pain was gone” she panted “Its, its starting to feel good”
Happy now that she was fine, I bit her nipples and she yelped in so much electrifying jolt. Never expected that she has such a sensitive nipple. Her noises now sounded different, now in the hallucination of glee. The aroma of her perfumed sweat added to my arousal like an incense for a goddess.
“Im,” she let out “Im gonna cum”
Then I started to nipped her in the sides of her neck, rejoicing in the sweet taste of her saccharine female artifice. Delving my face on her scalp, I was thrilled in the strawberry fragrance of her luxurious hair. She was a summer flower in bloom. And I am her mischievous flower thief.
“Hey” She weezed. Her voice tired when we are just starting “Will you promise me that youl be with me forever?”
“Forever and ever” I swore to her soul
And then, our feelings that we held for each other shoot out, I filled her empty vessel with my love with the affection that sent her rattling once again. Her scream was the first one that I heard. I don’t know if it was good or bad but I know that from here forward, we shall be walking together forever
When it was over, we slept together in each others arms we find fulfillment for our unsatisfied being.
~+_The End_+~
Word Count: 1497
Damn, I really wish that the limit was longer. With so small limit, I cant have enough freedom >:(
Yes, I have a small fetish for scented hair:
Don’t be fooled though, for this story aint over yet
Word Count: 1497
Damn, I really wish that the limit was longer. With so small limit, I cant have enough freedom >:(
Yes, I have a small fetish for scented hair:
Don’t be fooled though, for this story aint over yet
…+…
Spoiler:
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
I'm sorry but I must address a two issues regarding your entry:
- The story doesn't need to be within quotes. I'd recommend putting it up normally, you can look up other entries to catch an example of what I'm implying.
- Your story definitely goes past the word limit; first quote enough contains about 1700+ words. Please read the rules if you haven't yet.
I haven't read your piece yet, so there's a chance that you may have broken some other rules, if you do; you'll receive another post in this thread from me.
- The story doesn't need to be within quotes. I'd recommend putting it up normally, you can look up other entries to catch an example of what I'm implying.
- Your story definitely goes past the word limit; first quote enough contains about 1700+ words. Please read the rules if you haven't yet.
I haven't read your piece yet, so there's a chance that you may have broken some other rules, if you do; you'll receive another post in this thread from me.
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Yes I know that.
I said it in Bold text that the word count for the first one was above the limit. And Since you said that I should edit it, then so I will
But can I ask, can I keep the second chapter here? I really want my fellow fakkuzans to immitate my idea of a Mirai Suenaga and Momoka relationship?
Also, im afraid it will be a bad idea to remove the quote because without it, everything will be a text wall. ANd no one wants to read that right?
I said it in Bold text that the word count for the first one was above the limit. And Since you said that I should edit it, then so I will
But can I ask, can I keep the second chapter here? I really want my fellow fakkuzans to immitate my idea of a Mirai Suenaga and Momoka relationship?
Also, im afraid it will be a bad idea to remove the quote because without it, everything will be a text wall. ANd no one wants to read that right?
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
Anito wrote...
But can I ask, can I keep the second chapter here? I really want my fellow fakkuzans to immitate my idea of a Mirai Suenaga and Momoka relationship?Also, im afraid it will be a bad idea to remove the quote because without it, everything will be a text wall. ANd no one wants to read that right?
*Fakkuzas
Why would you want others to imitate your ideas?
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I think you should spoiler it and clearly mention that it's not a part of the actual story for the contest.
Also, I've never seen anyone else put their stories in quote. And they were walls of texts, but so what? It's a wall of text in both ways in my opinion, we read the same amount of word in the end. And besides, people have posted longer pieces, containing more than 3000 words without using quotes on this very Writing Forum before.
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I don't get it. Is this some kind of passive-aggressive deconstruction of Fakku and Otaku culture or did you just want to write something fucked up?
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Cinia Pacifica wrote...
Anito wrote...
But can I ask, can I keep the second chapter here? I really want my fellow fakkuzans to immitate my idea of a Mirai Suenaga and Momoka relationship?Also, im afraid it will be a bad idea to remove the quote because without it, everything will be a text wall. ANd no one wants to read that right?
*Fakkuzas
Why would you want others to imitate your ideas?
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I think you should spoiler it and clearly mention that it's not a part of the actual story for the contest.
Also, I've never seen anyone else put their stories in quote. And they were walls of texts, but so what? It's a wall of text in both ways in my opinion, we read the same amount of word in the end. And besides, people have posted longer pieces, containing more than 3000 words without using quotes on this very Writing Forum before.
Goddamn it, now that my hangover was over, I now realized how arrogant my messages was. Im very sorry if I sounded so arrogant because I was drunk when I wrote this, anyway.
I wanted people to give notice Momoka (maskot of Fakku) and Mirai Suenaga (Mascot of Culture Japan) more because for a mascot, they dont get much attention. Most of the entries that I have read are either personal life or the start of an unfinished story. Not that its a bad thing but I think its better if the entries are doujins and fanfictions about the mascots of this site. Just sayin my opinion =/
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Thanks alot, I dont know that Fakku has a spoiler button.
OH by the way, the story was now editted to 1497 words
