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Hey /b/ros have you ever met a real life lolita girl?

No, I don't mean a loli "please onee-sama fill my prepubescent asshole with your seed" girl. I mean a girl who's into wearing those lolita big frilly dresses, doing her hair in big bouncy curls and making herself look like one of those creepy fucking dolls your grandmother keeps on her bed but makes you shit bricks because you swear the fucking thing is watching you.

The girls who dress like pic related.

I did. I happened to date a girl like that in my high school career. If you care to hear my story, then come and join me in this thread. Gather around and prepare for laughs, boners and feels.

I'm not a very fast typer and I'm kind of still emotional about this, but if you bear with me, I've got a long tale to tell. I pretyped the beginning, around 8000 characters, just to get us started.

And if you don't believe me, that's quite alright. I don't care. Keep the fucking Sherlock Holmes analysis to yourself.

I know this to be true in my heart, and really that's all that matters. As I sit here and get drunk and reminisce about the days of old, I find myself wishing I had someone to share these memories with.

Also, if someone on here lived in or near my town, they might recognize some of the events I will discuss. Please don't dox me.

My story begins as you might expect. I wasn't the hottest kid. I was vaguely chubby (not fat, but I could stand to lose 20 pounds) with a stupid face. I was also a bit of a brooding emo loner, so I wasn't exactly a popular guy. I wasn't a virgin - not technically - you see, I had an older brother who liked to rail my ass and make me suck his balls and swallow his jizz. He was sent away and sentenced as an adult when I was 12.
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>>688945604
When he got out he got heavily into drugs and moved in with a 60 year old negro and died of a drug overdose, but that's not really related.

You know, people always say that if you were sexually abused as a boy you grow up to be a faggot. In reality, it was the opposite. I had a lot of misplaced anger for gays and trannies, something I still struggle with to this day. And I certainly didn't find men even remotely sexually appealing, nor did I enjoy being in sexual scenarios where I was submissive. In essence, no, I didn't become a fag or a trap (not that there's a difference).

We moved after the debacle with my brother, because my parents didn't want me to deal with the stress of all my peers knowing. They were good people, my parents. My dad was a hardworking spic and my mom was a hairy italian with bigger balls and a bigger moustache.

When I first started highschool, I was friendless. It was a small town. Everybody had already made friends. It didn't help that I felt really uncomfortable and unable to relate to people.

Luckily in my first class, I ended up sitting next to a boy named Jacob, who would later go to jail for molesting an unconscious girl at a frat party. You know that feeling when your sibling does something really shitty, and you know they deserve the ridicule they get but you still stand up for them because seeing people talk shit about them breaks your heart? That's how I felt with Jake. He wasn't an evil guy.... He was just lonely, on drugs, and too horny. Sex-fueled loneliness can drive a man crazy. I firmly believe there should be therapy for loneliness, and that therapy should involve a hooker session as part of the treatment.

Jake make a comment about how our homeroom teacher looked like a frog. It had me in stitches back then, even if now the wording of his joke escapes me.
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I remember I agreed with him and in that moment, a friendship was born.

Jake was no saint. In fact, he was kind of an obnoxious prick. But he was a loyal friend, and I cherished every day I spent with him.

That first day of school isn't just burned in my memory for that reason though. It was also the first time I ever saw her. Elisa Milicent Sinclair. Even the name felt like something that didn't belong in our era.

I didn't see her during my lunch. But I did see her in my last period class. I was sitting near the back, alone, not paying attention, when I heard a murmur coming from the room. I looked up, following the whispers and stares, and saw the most peculiar creature I had ever seen.

For a brief moment, I wasn't even sure if she was a person. I studied her with immense curiosity, like a cat being introduced to the new baby. She was short, with pale-blonde hair styled in ringlets, rosy red cheeks, and porcelain skin. Her hands were white as snow, and she seemed so delicate. And despite it being a relatively warm September, Elisa wore a pink lolita dress, complete with a cute hat.

I didn't understand why, but the other kids found her extremely creepy. The girls especially didn't like her - I later learned they just thought she was snobby and an attention whore, and that's why they picked on her.

I remember gawking at her shamelessly as she found her seat, near the front row. She respectfully took off her hat, and waited for the teacher.
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>>688945892

>What a strange girl.

That's what I thought to myself, woefully ignorant of my own quirks. Woefully ignorant of a lot of things.

Truth be told, I didn't talk to her on that first day. Or that first week. But every time I saw her, even if it was just in passing, I stared. She wore all manner of lolita dresses, in a wide variety of colors, and messed her hair up in all kinds of styles. She was the type of girl who made sure no two days were the same. I was the type of guy who took comfort in routine.

My routine was simple. Wake up, eat, hang out with Jake, go to class, eat lunch, go to class again, stare at Elisa, go home and play N64 games, and do homework and chores, have my evening shit, and go to sleep.

It was a month into school that I began to notice that the girls were picking on Elisa. They made rude comments and talked shit about her loudly as she walked by. They wrote things on her desk. They ignored her when she spoke and were flat out cruel to her with their words.

As much as I would love to tell you their bullying never got to her, the truth was that it did.
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Continue op, Im enjoying this
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>>688945953

One girl, as halloween was coming up, came up to her and cornered her at her desk, and loudly said "So on halloween are you going to dress up as a normal girl instead of a creepy doll?"

I could see the look on Elisa's face then. While the bullying always seemed mean to me, that was the first time it had hit me that what they were doing wasn't just fun and games. She looked down at her feet as the girl belligerently pushed her for an answer, and finally when she whispered "an angel" the girl said "wow that's a really stupid costume," and walked away.

People laughed. I didn't. Elisa didn't. She just gathered her bags and walked out of class, and I thought to myself in that moment, "an angel costume would look pretty cute on her."

I wish I went after her. I wish I told her I thought that. I wish I told her how beautiful she always looked in her dresses and how cute her rosy cheeks were. I wish I told her how cool I thought it was that she woke up every morning and did her hair and makeup perfectly. But I didn't. I was just like everyone else. I forgot about it and moved on.

Elisa didn't forget though. Halloween rolled around, and she didn't dress up as an angel. She just wore one of her normal dresses.

That day a girl said to her "Nice freak costume! Oh wait, that's just how you dress every day, my bad!"

Even after that, I still did nothing. I honestly didn't even think about it too much.

My friendship with Jake was slowly paying off, and through him I made a couple of other friends. Jake got a girlfriend - a cute polish chubster with huge knockers.

I remember Jake showed us a pic of her tits on MSN Messenger and we thought he was the coolest guy on the entire planet.

The first time I ever spoke to Elisa came after that. I'll never forget it.

It was after school, and I had a library book to return. I wanted to get in and out as quickly as humanly possible.

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I can wait op
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>>688946257

It's not that I disliked reading, or that I particularly hated libraries. I was just in a rush to get home. Back to my games. Back to my routine.

Routines were comfortable. When I followed the routine, nothing happened. Wake up 2 3 eat cereal 2 3 go to school 2 3 go home 2 3 eat dinner 2 3 play games 2 3 take a shit 2 3 go to bed 2 3 and repeat.

When I broke routine, I ended up with a sweaty cock in my ass or stinking jizz on my face.

My routine broke that day though.

I saw Elisa in the library. She was doing the opposite of what I was doing. I was returning a book, she was searching for one to take out.

I saw her looking around the aisles, confused, scanning row by row. The dewey decimal system apparently eluded her strawberry-scented head.

Oh yes, I remember the smell of her conditioner or shampoo or whatever the fuck very well. I remember the scent of her perfume, I can smell it even now, as if she were right in front of me.

I approached her, my curiosity stirred. Something about her cute, slightly frustrated expression piqued my interest.

So I approached her.

I did something completely out of character for me. I walked up to this strange doll-like fragile looking peculiar creature, and I said one simple word, a word that probably changed my life forever.

I said "Hey."

That probably doesn't mean a lot to you. But you have to understand, I wasn't one who took comfort in talking to people. I was a passive teen who didn't like approaching strangers. I was someone who took comfort in routine and the familiar. To talk to a stranger, even a classmate, was rare. To this day, I like to think that somehow, we had a connection in that moment, somehow something not of this world decided to link us together. Maybe it was God's plan. Maybe some elderitch being thought it would be fun to watch. Or maybe it was just fate or chance.

But I said hello to Elisa.
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>>688947393
I thought I was the only one here besides op
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I almost don't want to hear the end if this is going to where I think this is going, also that name is awesome.
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>>688947443
Continue
>>688947631
Who the fucc up fam
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>>688947443
She looked back at me with a queer expression, as if I was an alien. She was probably bracing herself for another barrage of verbal abuse, but I simply asked her if she was looking for something.

She explained she couldn't find a book she needed for her other class. We looked around together, though the name of the book escapes my memory today.

So I offhanded mentioned that there would likely be a copy at the town library.

Again, another destiny-altering sentence from my lips.

And then she looked me right in the eyes, and said "where's the library?"

I explained to her where it was, and her nose wrinkled. I knew I was getting nowhere. As it turned out, Elisa was absolutely hopeless when it came to directions. She couldn't read a map, she wouldn't even be able to manage a bus schedule, let alone crappy directions given by a 14 year old.

So after a frustrating 10 minutes, I threw my hands up and said "Forget it, I'll just take you there myself!"

So I did. That day she was wearing a black and white dress, with a bonnet if memory serves. I remember feeling really awkward walking beside her. People stared at her as we walked and I became somewhat scared and embarrassed being seen with her. She was the uncool girl, after all.

But when she started talking, suddenly it wasn't so bad. She had a cute sing-song voice, and she asked me about the book I was returning. I told her I liked to read but that book in particular was boring.

We talked about books and found we shared a common interest in both books and video games.

You guys have to understand that a girl playing video games in 2016 is normal. A girl playing video games in the n64 era was fucking weird. Girls didn't play games. Boys did.

So I was delighted to have someone to share my love of gaming with. We talked animatedly, and I found myself very comfortable around her when she spoke.
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>>688948520
Bumping for OP
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>>688948520
Bump
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>>688948520
I suppose in hindsight, it was partially because I felt that, with the world's attention on her, I was comfortably invisible. It's like taking a pee while someone is taking a loud, obnoxious shit. You don't experience bladder shyness because you know nobody knows you exist with the fucking windbreaker in the room.

But, I digress.

We reached the library, and I helped her find her book. Nothing too exciting happened there, but when she finally checked it out, she gave me the most beautiful and genuine smile I had ever seen. It was the kind of smile a mother gives her newborn baby. The kind of smile a homeless person gives when you hand them $1000. The kind of smile a father shows the doctor when he says "we did it, your son is gonna be ok".

She looked at me like I was the best fucking thing on the planet, and it make me really happy. It never occurred to me why at that moment, but the truth of the matter was that Elisa simply wasn't used to being treated like a human being.

The next morning, she thanked me again for helping her, and asked me my name. We exchanged names properly, as we had been technically unintroduced up until that point, and she went on her way.

Jake and my other friends appeared, and they grilled me about what Doll Girl wanted, and they talked about how weird and creepy she was and how they thought she was ugly and annoying.

I wish I could say I stood up for her. That I told them to fuck off and that I said how beautiful I thought she was.

But I was weak and desperate to fit in.

So...

I bowed my head and I agreed. "Yeah, she's so annoying."

I remember seeing her walk into class, and turn her whole body towards me to smile and wave at me.

I remember feeling like the worst piece of shit in the world when I looked away and didn't wave back.

She was the uncool girl. If I hung around her, they'd target me too. I'd lose my friends.

God I was such an idiot.
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Interested.
Bumpagain so it doesnt die
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>>688950196
Same
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>>688950545
What the fuck is on that thing's head?
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>>688947631
Shit I'm here too.
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i like this and i feel so sorry for the girl, wouldve loved her!
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>>688950687
A crepe
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>>688945604
Never dated one. Only seen one. She was a transfer student from germany and wore that shit allll the time, even on the bus where her fat ass and poofy dress and umbrella didn't fit.

It was stupid.

Unrelatedly, I got my girl into it slightly. Not the 'lolita fashion' side, just wearing a few cute things here and there.
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>>688950687
I dunno, a giant tortilla maybe
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>>688950874
Kek
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OP A FUCKING NEW FAG!!!!!!!!!
>GREENTEXT YOU FUCKING DUMB NIGGER SHIT
Also fuck your lies op
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>>688949942

Elisa talked to me for a bit after class but I shamefully brushed her off. I wasn't bullying her, I told myself. I wasn't being cruel. I was just protecting myself.

I told myself that to cover up how ashamed I felt.

She got the message after I repeatedly brushed her off every time we talked.

I remember she was excitedly telling me about a book when I saw my friends, and I cut her off mid sentence and said "sorry but I'm kind of in a rush."

I remember the heartbreak all over her pretty face as I walked by, casually laughing with my friends. I was in no rush. She knew it.

She stopped bothering me after that, though we still occasionally stole glances at each other here and there.

Our freshman "Christmas dance" rolled around, and I took some slut to it. After the dance I went to a small hang out with Jake, his girlfriend, two other guys and another girl. I took my date to the basement to have sex with her, but despite being sober, I couldn't get it up. Being raped and molested played hell with my boner - it didn't seem to wanna get hard when I needed it to.

The girl, sexually frustrated, went off and touched herself, and afterwards she never spoke to me again.

The year continued on. I changed my routine somewhat. After schools I started bringing Jake over, doing my chores and homework after dinner rather than before.

Jacob and I were thick as thieves. I remember he always talked me into doing some asshole shit, like one time we camped out by the highway and threw rocks at cars, or we would fill up water balloons in the winter and throw them at people.

But eventually the snows melted, and spring break started to approach.
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>>688945604
Used to live in Japan, OP. Have some OC.
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Type faster faggot
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>>688951407
Please do share
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>>688951087
No one besides you cares
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Gf is a lollita, a little stuck up, but ive seen the others, and oh man can these girls be a handful. That can be said for most girls though xdxdxdxd but seriously dating a lollita girl i r8 8/10 would date another assuming theyre not one of the crazy ones.
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>>688951893
Singles
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>>688951087
I don't typically write well in point form.

>>688951126

Spring break began, and I got up to all kinds of shenanigans with Jake. I had a blast with him. He called his girlfriend one night and we all made fun of her and called her mean names, then he broke up with her. I remember we laughed for hours about it, but thinking back I wish I could tell him "Hey man, that wasn't cool. I know you didn't love her anymore but she's still a person."

I wish I was mature enough to regret hurting that poor girl.

On one of the last days, I went for a walk to the store to buy some junk food. As I was passing through the park, I saw a familiar face.

Decked out in a frilly pink dress complete with a cute umbrella, the pretty Elisa sat in the shade of a large tree reading a book.

I approached her and said hello, and asked if I could sit with her.

We talked like old friends. I completely forgot about the store as we both chatted on for hours. Finally, I felt my stomach growl, and I turned to her.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

She nodded shyly.

"Want to get McDonalds?"

She said she didn't have any money, so I offered to treat her.

We walked together, and when we went into the McDonalds it was kind of dead. We got our food quickly and sat down to eat, and that's when I asked her about her dresses, inquiring why she wore them all the time.

She explained to me how lolita fashion worked, and how making clothes was her hobby. She said half of her dresses were homemade and the other half were bought from specialty stores. She explained the make up to me, and I genuinely found it interesting.

But then some girls from our school came in, and my heart sank as I saw them pointing and snickering.

The cruel embarrassment returned. I made up an excuse to leave as quickly as possible, and out I went.

And when school returned, I went back to ignoring her. I always justified myself in my own mind. But I knew what I was doing was awful.
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>>688951944
oh shit, MOM GET THE CAMERA
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>>688952509
Came to do same
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I like your style op
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Lurker here. Just want to let everyone know OP is either reposting or ripping off an ancient Greentext. It ends with him growing up marrying the Lolita girl after she takes him to this secret bdsm dungeon she has in some cabin in the middle of fucking nowhere.
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>>688945604
frequently encountering ones. Some of my friends prefer that kind of clothing.
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>>688952853
go back to lurking you faggot
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>>688951670
That's all I got. Was at Tokyo Disney with the wifey and saw them. Shashin kudasai? And blam. 1 and dine. Cute bitches w/ fucked up teeth.
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>>688952853
link it
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>>688945604
I actually do know a girl like this, really. But when I realized the thread was just faggot autists spewing walls of text and home made anime I figured, nah fuck these faggots.
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>>688945604
Yeah im into this Mexican girl who likes to dress up in Japanese school girl type garb. Its kinda hot.
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>>688947631
Another anon
This is a fantastic story OP, the feels must be heavy
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Saw one on a cruise ship she got mad when people asked for pics with her.
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>>688951653
I'm trying. Forgive me.

>>688952134
I remember there was a change in her after that. She never really seemed to be a happy person before, but all of the sudden, she missed a few days at school and when she returned she seemed straight up depressed.

I felt bad for her.

One day, nearing the end of the year, she went to get food from the cafeteria. She never did that. I later found out she seldom ate more than one meal a day, so looking back she probably didn't eat the night before.

As she was walking out, one of the girls made a big show of purposely pushing Elisa's tray into her. She just stood there. Jake sat beside me and he was howling with laughter, but I slapped his arm and told him to stop.

He looked at me, and I looked at him. "Don't," I told him. "It's not funny."

Elisa's dress was ruined. She dropped her tray, and looked down at herself. And she just calmly walked away. But I knew, by the quiver in her shoulders, that she was not calm.

Something came over me.

"This isn't right," I said.

Jake said "It's just the doll girl dude." But I told him the truth. Elisa wasn't a bad person. She was a nice girl and that girl was being a huge bitch.

Jake nodded. He was a lot of things, but he was a loyal friend. "Yeah man, those girls are bitches."

I told him I was going to check on Elisa, and he gave me this serious nod. He understood. Underneath his asshole exterior, he knew. He got it. Sometimes I think he was envious in that moment - jealous that I was "brave" enough to follow what my heart was telling me. But other times I think maybe he thought I was being an idiot.

But that didn't matter. I followed Elisa, just in time to see her go into the girls bathroom. I waited outside, looking like a pervert, for a good 10 minutes, but just as I gave up and began to walk away, she slipped out, and wandered down the hall.

I followed her to the stairwell by the football hallway - it was near unused during school.
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>>688953429
i like how you write the story and cant wait to read the rest of it
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>>688945604
High school is not a career you faggot. A career is something you do for a life time or 10+ years. Not 4 years you retarded faggot
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>>688952853

kek
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>>6889541
Just let him finish his story faggot
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keep going OP
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Keeping writing :)
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Go faster op
>inb4 404
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Moar, OP.
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>>688954136
For some, it can be. And if you took your schooling seriously it was. My guess is you rode in on some nerd's coat tails and cared only about yourself and how you were gonna find time for fun and friends. If you can't be serious gtfo summerfag.
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>>688952853
what are you talking about? None of that happens... sorry to disappoint, but Elisa was surprisingly vanilla in the sack.

>>688953429
She was sitting under the stairs, hugging her knees and crying.

I walked over to her and asked her if I could sit with her.

She immediately wiped her eyes and tried to show a brave face.

"Wow," I said. "That girl was a real bitch. I can't believe she did that. Is your dress going to be ok?"

I already knew it wasn't before she shook her head no.

"I'm sorry" I told her. I asked if she made it herself, and she did. She said it was her newest one, and her grandmother was so proud of her and really loved it. I felt terrible.

And I finally said it. I told her that I thought the other girls were being idiots, and I told her that I thought her dresses were beautiful.

Finally a small smile stole across her face.

"Really?" She asked pathetically.

I nodded. I pointed to her dress and I asked if there was any way she could make another one. She sniffled and said "maybe."

I asked her if she wanted me to help her and her face lit up. And she said yes with such unhindered excitement, and sensing it was appropriate, I gave her a hug. I remember how tightly she clinged to me. I remember how she smelled. I remember how surprisingly large her breasts felt pressing against my shirt.

She gave me her address and asked me a hundred times if I'd be able to find the place.

I won't lie, embarrassment set in and I was very close to just not showing up. You see, she went home after lunch to change.

Jake reminded me I didn't have to go. He said "she's crazy man" "She's weird." But I went anyways.

It was an old house, not in the best shape, and kind of small. When I rang the bell, I heard the sound of someone running like their life depended on it, and she threw open the door with a great big smile on her face.

"Anon!!" She shouted. "I was worried you might have gotten lost! Come in!"
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>>688951126
Damn anon, I was like you in HS. I know the feel of looking back and wishing to change just one thing, to have just this one thought, and it kills me to think about it. So, for us both, finish the story n try to think of anything else. It may be selfish of me but your story is too damn good to be untold, but you can't stay there, it will eat you.
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>>688945604
I actually knew someone who bacame one....

We dated for 2 years before she did.
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I like your writing style and your story, OP, but you need to type this shit faster
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>>688955808
just give the man time goddamnit
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It's okay OP take your time, I want to know what happens
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Really interested. Will wait
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this is great
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I did know a lolita wanna be but she never got the nerve, time, materials, or assistance to create what she wanted...she drew 'em like mad, tho. Pic related to some alternate artwork she did. She never gave out her lolita drawings.
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If we can get this thread to page 1 again more people will likely join
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>>688945604
someone did, unless he made it up, see pic
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>>688954977
I know what you mean. Often I look back and wonder how many happy memories I missed out on... how many lives I could have saved... how many people I could have helped. If only I wasn't such a fucking coward.

>>688954947
She was excitedly talking a mile a minute, offering me 1000 different things, but I wasn't paying attention.

You see, Elisa wasn't wearing one of her dresses. She was wearing pajama pants and a thin shirt, with her surprisingly long hair tied in a lazy ponytail.

I have to admit, she was fucking hot under all that lolita gear. She had big boobs, a nice round ass, and she was pretty thin. When I saw a picture on the wall, I understood where she got it from. Her mother, from the pictures, was as fucking sexy at 40 as the hottest 19 year old porn stars on earth.

And those boobs man. If she turned too fast she'd kill a man.

Elisa once told me the women in her family all suffered from chronic back pain. It didn't surprise me one bit. Gravity is a cruel bitch after all.

She gave me fancy tea and freshly made cookies that she baked just for me, and I met her sweet little old grandmother.

Granny Sinclair was an old woman in body alone. She jumped up from her couch with surprising speed and greeted me with a warm hug, telling me it's so nice to finally meet me.

She went on a long rant about how Elisa always talked about me and how she was so happy and relieved that Elisa was finally able to make a friend, and I remembered feeling absolutely disgusted with myself as this kind old woman graciously showered me in adoration just for talking to her granddaughter like 3 or 4 times.

I wish I could say I was a big help with the dress, but I contributed nothing but moral support. Still, Elisa seemed content to do it herself, and her grandmother was very happy, shamelessly shipping us, suggestively saying she'd give us plenty of "alone time".

You know you're golden when granny gives you permission to bang the girl.
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>>688956493
mfw
>when granny gives you permission to bang the girl.
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>>688953429
>Jake nodded. He was a lot of things, but he was a loyal friend. "Yeah man, those girls are bitches."
>loyal friend
>not good friend

You had one chance here bro
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Inb4 404
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i need to see how this ends
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>>688956493
I need the rest of yours story but I have to go to bed
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>>688956392
Lurker here. Sorry OP for accusing you of shitposting. I had your story confused with another very similar story, interestingly enough. Both are very good and I will work them into the video game I am working on at the moment. A spiritual successor to the gamecube Animal Crossing, in mmo format.
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>>688957462
I am not OP but that sounds like a cool idea for a game
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keep it coming OP
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>>688954947
sorry OP, I had you confused with the story of "Baby"

see: >>688956392
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LIVE DAMN YOU!!!!!
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>>688956392
wow that is some uncanny valley shit right there, I swear to god this is the first I've seen of that story. Want to give me the TLDR? I'm a slow reader and I don't want to hold up the story any longer than I have to.

>>688956493
If you're wondering, no, I didn't. But we did talk a lot, and we became official friends.

I still brushed her off at school, but after schools, I sometimes went over to her house and we talked and played video games and took pictures (she was starting to get into photography).

The guys all made fun of me, even Jake ragged on me a little, but he was more playful in his banter.

I look back on the way he was and I realize now that he was playing a role that he thought other people wanted from him. He wasn't an asshole because he particularly enjoyed it. He was an asshole because that's the kind of people he grew up with, and I think he was deathly afraid of being an outcast. In that respect, he and I were kindred spirits.

Despite my efforts to keep my friendship with Elisa on the down-low, people started to make comments at my expense here and there.

It was around that time that I started getting into sports, particularly basketball. I would play after school with the guys, and Elisa made a habit of watching from afar. I think she realized my friends gave me shit for her and she wanted to try and make it easier on me.

I found it so sweet. I really did.

After we played, I would go to Elisa's house, sweaty and gross, and we would happily spend hours together.

I often ate dinner at her place. That became my new routine.

Summer came, and I began to lose weight and shape up from playing sports. I wasn't a real looker, but my body went from meh to "actually pretty decent".

With summer, my relationship deepened with both Jake and Elisa. Jake got a new girlfriend that summer, and he and I talked a lot about women as a result.

sorry, i'm trying to type faster guys, really.
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if this thread 404's it will be very disappointing
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can't let this come even close to dying
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>>688945772
Men this page is weird, i'm not judge anibody but is literally CP.
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>>688958029
true
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i hope someone is screencapping all this
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>>688958000
>Want to give me the TLDR?
guy meets yandere lolita in school, becomes her boyfriend because he is afraid of her and also because he wants to touch her boob
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must read all of it, bump
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OP, give me your email so I can get the whole story later if this 404's, and for fucks sake copy and paste all of this shit into a text file so you don't lose it all.
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>>688958264
I would, but on phone
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can someone take a screencap
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>>688958264
>>688958426
I'll cap this
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bumpu
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>>688958000
I'm fine with the delays, quality over quantity.
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>>688948520
Fairly sure Lolita culture didn't surface until the 2000's
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>>688958624
You're our hero.
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>>688958426
Second sourcing. Good story needs remembering, even if not greentext.
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keep it aliiiiive
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bump 4 life
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went to high school with 2 girls who wouldn't really ever talk to anyone other than themselves, but they orbited one of my friend groups occasionally.

found out later thanks to /b/ that one of them was a trap and that one had done porn. forgot names but they're some well circulated pics.
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>>688958624
have my children
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>>688958744
It's been around at least since the 80s
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This legitimately makes me want to write stories. I don't like novels though, and I'm not skilled in any other medium, so what's the fucking point, right?
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>>688959163
kek, only on /b/
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>>688958994
>>688959163
u no it bb
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kinda wanna copy this n repost it on 7chan, their elit board is slow so it should live there for awhile, good stories need to live on. what say you OP?
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k got it all capped
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Bump of LIFE
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>>688956845
Kek
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>>688959512
One more for a sick thread
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>>688958744
It actually surfaced in the 70's but was very underground and poorly defined up until the late 90's. Part of the reason Elisa was such an enigma to her peers was rooted in how underground it was at the time. Thank you for bringing this up, I forgot to mention this crucial detail.

>>688958000
check 'em.

One night, I asked him why he asked Carly out. He went off about her ass and all that and I sighed and said "ok, but seriously now, why did you ask her out?"

He sighed and he dropped the act and said "because she makes me happy and I love her."

I thought a lot about girls that summer.

I saw Elisa more and more, but didn't really think of her as a woman, and by that I mean I didn't really think of her as someone I could date. I didn't know where she sat in my heart, only that the place I did have for her was warm and beautiful.

Her birthday was in July. I found out two days before when her grandmother mentioned it offhand. I racked my brain thinking of what to give her, and eventually I decided on getting her some extra supplies for dress-making.

I knocked on her door early in the morning, and asked if she wanted to go to the park, and before we left, I handed her the gift. I wasn't smooth about it. I didn't even wrap it, because I'm a fucking tool. She didn't care though.

She smiled, tears in her eyes, and hugged me tightly. She meticulously sorted my gift in with the rest of her supplies, proclaiming to her grandmother how happy she was.

Granny Sinclair looked at me like "nice job kid".

We went out and walked around and got lunch together and sat down beneath a mighty tree in the afternoon.

There, she rested her head on my shoulders and I remember thinking "god damn I am sore from sitting like this, but by my honor as a man I will not move a muscle!"

Finally she raised her head, giving me an opportunity to sit in a manner more forgiving for a boy of my proportions, and she looked at me.
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Bumping for end of story
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Bump.

I have a MIGHTY NEED
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My wife is super into this shit. Its weird.
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OP is a godlike man
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>>688959773
fuck, that's funny.
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>>688945604
Yes but she's such a fucking feminazi it's sickening
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>>688959734
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
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Is someone screencapping? I have to help my aunt move (Change Apartments?) and cant continue Reading now but would like to do so later. Really enjoying the Story!
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Bump for OP
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>>688959734

Dinosaur incoming?
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It's 4AM and I'm dead tired but I need this mf story. BUMP
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i dunno man, your story wakes some emotions; got tears in my eyes thinking about how some happiness was brought into the life of this special girl
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>>688960226
On fucking mobile.
Want me to screenshot?
Don't know how to find your ass,though. I'll probably post it in a feels thread, if this winds up making the cut.
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>>688959962
Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don't lie

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?

We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
The writers of stories sold
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

I need to watch things die
From a good safe distance

Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so
Why can't we just admit it?
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plz be a hermaphrodite
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>>688960442
Almost makes me not want to bully that faggot keith
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>>688960540
What the fuck
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saving this as a pdf because my pictures get lost amongst my pictures
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>>688960567
Dude his name is Keith. You know his parents wanted him to get picked on giving him a name like that.
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>>688960540
F
F A G
F A G
G
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>>688960897
Haha, seriously though this story really makes me reconsider shit. He's obviously lonely as hell, but I can't fucking stand him because all he does is copy what other people say, you can't hold a conversation with him.
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>>688960987
>F F F G
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>>688961148
I've failed you, and everyone else.
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bump
bump
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>>688960987
This is why we can't have nice things
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>>688960497
Not sure what you mean by this? Are you implying Im making it up? Please dont make me get my lazy ass out of bed to take a picture of her creepy cupcake dresses....
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my gf is a lolita
they can be the worse kind of people most despicable human beings
or the sweetest things on earth
>mfw they make fun of "itas"
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anon
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>>688961382
Nigga get to the point when you
>walk though the door
>get on the floor
>everyone walks the dinosaur
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oh god everybody stop being a bunch of bitches and just let OP continue his story

it's probably true and if not, who gives a shit, it's entertaining
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>>688959773
End? I'm not even sure if I'm halfway done yet.

>>688959734
She admitted how depressed she'd been from the bullying and she told me about how after spring break her parents died. She trembled and said how she sometimes hurt herself to feel something other than emptiness and how I was the only person who could make her feel really happy inside.

She turned beet red and tenderly placed her hand over mind and mumbled something.

I shyly told her I couldn't hear her, and she said "I love you".

We sat in silence. awkwardly for a long time. I thought about a lot of things in that silence. She looked away from me... and I just pulled the pin on my heart and unloaded all the pent up things I felt for Elisa.

I told her how I thought she was cool and pretty and all sorts of things and she stared at me in disbelief, and she argued with my compliments, coming up with arbitrary reasons why she wasn't pretty and why she was loser, but I shot them all down, becoming more adamant in my declarations, until she hugged me and began to cry into my chest.

I held and cuddled her there, under that tree, for a long time and things felt right.

I've lusted after girls before. But Elisa was my true first love. She was someone my heart yearned for. She apologized for crying into my chest and I reached to her and brushed her hair from her face, and as my fingertips rested on her soft, silky cheek, I became incredibly aware of how close her face was to mine.

I became very nervous, sweating profusely, and I felt my heart thumping so hard in my chest I felt it was going to explode.

She gently touched my cheek, and brought her face closer. Just this simple motion was enough to make my penis more erect that it had ever been.

Those moments lasted a life time. And finally, she took a deep breath, leaned in, and shivers ran through my entire body as her soft, perfect lips pressed against my cheek.
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>>688961577
Dammit man! Keep this fucking thread alive for a while i need to hear this story!
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>>688960477
[email protected]

Thanks man
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>>688961577
More!
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>>688961382
No sir, I was remarking on another anons post about how his wife gets off on this.
Claiming that she is enjoying your story's feels vicariously.
Please continue.
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>>688961577
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>>688961577
Fucking hell, I must sleep. Someone save this to an archive
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>>688961577
>And finally, she took a deep breath, leaned in, and shivers ran through my entire body as her soft, perfect lips pressed against my cheek

muh dick
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Is someone capping all this?
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Will honestly be disappointed if this story's all bullshit at the end
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>>688961909
Two are right now.
Will spread.
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>>688961909
At least one anon is.
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>>688961577
OP, would you mind emailing me the rest of the story with the same amount of detail? You need to be a fuckin author or something

avie.moreno77@ gmail.com
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>>688961577
Muh diiiiick
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thread confirmed as gold
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>>688961577
>Kiss on cheek
If you didn't even get a kiss on the lips. I'm very disappointed in you.
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>>688961577
FUCKING HELL, NOT HALFWAY DONE!?!?!?!
I am both pleased and pissed off that I need to sleep.
FUCK SLEEP, THIS IS GOOD!
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This is fucking amazing, I need to see the end of this.
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>>688962221
Nice offbyones
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>>688945604
Idk , but d00d this girl is addicted to pepe dicks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUD7s8bEdaQ
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>>688961717
>>688962118
Can email screencaps from sock puppet account.
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[email protected]

OP plz send if thread gets 404'd
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OP, this has been a wonderful novella so far, but for cuck's sake cut to the goddamn chase so we can sleep.
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>>688962448
True man of our times
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>>688961577
D'aww, this story is so sweet. True romance is hard to come by
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damn, OP you have made some very happy anons...and one pissant show up...
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Holllyyy fuuuuckkkk. This really really rinds me of my high school experience. I'll run through it briefly. I'll get to the similarities and loliness soon

Kissless virgin by high school. Had heard about some girl, I'll call her Kat from a friend. All I knew was that she talked about and drew dicks a lot and had a squeaky voice. I really wanted to meet this girl, because I thought this might be a chance to meet a girl weird enough to like m finally. Well I friended Kat on Facebook and noticed that she had (some time back) posted that video of the Japs on little go-carts getting fucked (someone will recognize it) and said "me on my way to school". At that moment I knew dick wetting was a possibility, she was obviously weird enough to escape the womanizing jocks, but not too weird that I'd pass it over. Well Kat and I didn't actually meet until some day at lunch sophomore year when a friend introduced us. She was exactly how I expected. Maybe a 6/10, small boobs, decent ass, squeaky voice but definitely in my range. Little did I know just how weird she really was. As the years went on, I had a huge crush on this girl I'll call Jessica. Jess was perfect in my eyes. Innocent little hippie girl who saw nothing but flowers and smiling faces in the world. Always made me smile. Well I fell head over heels for her, and became completely infatuated for nearly the remainder of high school. (remember this is sophomore year). Well it turns out Jess and Kat were moderately close friends. At some point, Kat started to have a crush on me, but I was too busy with Jess to pay her any mind. 2 years pass and its senior year and I still haven't hardly talked to Jess because I was a beta fucker. Finally I got a class with Jess and sat near each other and talked to her on the daily, walked her to class, hugged often, I knew I was fucking in. January third that year, I remember the day even because I planned it for so long.
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>>688962550
>>688962504
>>688962442
Fuck off samefag
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>>688962448
Would be much appriciated!
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Someone screencap this
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>>688962697
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>>688962770
i have the whole thing down in a notepad doc, i can post again tomorrow if needed anons
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>>688961577
Her face went ruby, and I was too shy to push for more, but an hour later I walked her home and we held hands the entire way.

I told Jake about the entire encounter the next day and he laughed and called me a faggot. I admitted to him that I was scared of what everyone would say, and he said something that will stay with me for the rest of my life.

He looked me in the eyes and said "You like this creepy doll bitch?"

I nodded.

"Then fuck everybody who isn't her. Why the hell should you care? If you're into that weird shit, go for it, you struck gold being a fucking weirdo, nobody is ever gonna mess with your shit. Lock that girl down and go be fucking creepy together."

I remembered his speech word for word, even to this day.

So I went to Elisa's house and I asked her to be my girlfriend. She cried when she said yes.

We shared our first kiss in her bedroom two weeks after that... we were alone, cuddled together on her bed, pressed into the corner. We had a blanket over us and my arm was around her. She was in her pajamas.

I remember us watching a movie, and during the credits she nuzzled into me so cutely and kissed my cheek and said she couldn't move. She was clingy in the sweetest way.

I looked at her and touched her cheek and said I didn't want to move either. And we looked into each others eyes, hearts beating, and i swear it played out like a movie.

She puckered her lips and closed her eyes, bringing her face close to mine. I gulped and slowly leaned in, closed my eyes, and pressed my lips against hers.

We pulled away and stared into each others eyes, both blushing furiously, and we just melted into each other once more, kissing again.

I think nostalgia is making it sound a lot better than it actually was, but I do remember thinking, wow, kissing is amazing.

Kissing became our routine.
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I know two of them that are married (they are bi) and we fuck regularly
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>>688962448 #

[email protected]
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>>688962689
Stfu, this is Ops story.
Also, learn to use proper entrance and paragraph structure.
Hides the autism.
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type faster ya cunt
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>>688962870
kek, spidyfag for once was not a faggot, truth be told, spidyfag is still a faggot
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>>688962870
>impying I'm op
Op too busy typing his story at one word per hour
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please oh pee
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>>688945604
70 people wait for this shit
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whats the thread post limit? I'm worried we will hit it before OP finishes
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>>688963453
OP got us whipped making 70 of us wait, sleep deprived, for 2 more paragraphs of story at a time
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Bump niggers!
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>>688963560
if it does hit limit we make a new thread
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>>688963560
300
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Every now and then op ends with some new routine I'm guessing this is gonna end with his current routine of going to her grave every week or something.
I really hope it isn't.
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>>688963560
Don't worry, it's like 350 or 400 or something like that
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>>688945604
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I'll be back in an hour, there better be some more of the fucking story when I return
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>>688945604
I don't believe you because of where we are. That being said, I believe that the story happened, just that the names, people, places, events and ages where changed to protect the innocent.
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>>688962934

non-nude photo is a must by now
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>>688963568
Can't explain feel that im feeling
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>>688963191
>one word per hour
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>>688962934
We kissed very often. And just as I brought to her life the joys of routine, she brought spontaneity to my life. I was quite embarrassed the first few times she did a random house call. My parents grilled me about her, and were very judgey about her attire. Ultimately though, they found her polite and sweet demeanour to be quite endearing, and they warmed up to her.

By the end of the summer, I was finally able to say it. We were out around dusk, sitting on a hill overlooking a playground. I placed my hands on her hips and I told her I loved her more than anything else in this world, and I meant it.

She cried (she cried easily) and said it back, and she told me meeting me was the best thing to ever happen to her.

But then school came back. The school had long heard the rumors, so right from day one the bullies were on us. They called us freaks, asked me when I was going to start wearing dresses, asking me if I was her ken doll, stupid shit like that, but it was constant.

The bullying took a toll on our relationship. I started avoiding Elisa at school, and in return she felt very upset and unwanted, and started avoiding me.

A month into school, my friend asked if I finally dumped the creepy bitch. That's what woke me up.

No. No I hadn't.

Elisa was my girlfriend. Did I not promise to make her happy? Did I not promise to protect her? I remembered Jake's speech about how I shouldn't give a fuck, and I found Elisa and demanded she go on a date with me.

I took her out, treated her to a movie and took her to the park, where I apologized profusely for how I'd been acting. I was finally growing up a little.

She didn't cheer up at my apology though.

She started sobbing. "It's all my fault" she said.

"I'm so sorry. It's because of me they're hurting you. I don't deserve you, I'm just a worthless freak. I deserve to die."
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>>688963646
Thought it was 500 for larger boards
Does /b/ not count?
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It's 4 fuckingam and I go to work at 6. Fuck you OP
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how the fuck dose a story cuck someone this good https://docs.google.com/document/d/1r0OOMgs5xgNhoL9dodXS3iuXFKG1txVoYPMKcY0GGk0/edit?usp=sharing
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>>688964039
nope
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bummopo
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>>688964232
your a god anon
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OP come onnnnn
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gud stury; gud bump
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>>688959061
Are you me? What state were you in?
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>>688964459
Seems like a judgement error on the part of the admins, since /b/ is the board that attracts most of the site's traffic (30% i think)
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>>688961499
the fuck is an 'ita'?
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>>688964842
yea, but we cause most of the problems
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>>688964873
i think he means midgets
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>>688964873
Vladimir nabakov's book.
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>>688964034

Hearing those horrible words come from her delicate lips brought tears to my own eyes.

I hugged her tightly and made her promise that she would never die, because I couldn't live without her.

I made her promise that she wouldn't die. I made her swear it.

Eventually she settled down, and from then on I endured the abuse, and kept Elisa by my side with pride.

In doing so, I found a certain strength in my heart. People were so cruel but it didn't even matter. The good that was Elisa outweighed the bad.

I started inviting her to spend lunch with my friends. The guys were dicks at first but Jake laid down the law. he said "this is Anon's girl, and if she's Anon's girl she's our girl, so fucking treat her like it".

They all warmed up to her once they got to know her, and she even hung out with some of them after schools when I was busy, though it made me very jealous.

She always reassured me though, always earned my trust with her loyalty.

And more things happened.

The girls were harassing Elisa and I as we were walking to the lunch table, and Jake just happened to overhear.

He called them whores and told them they were ugly fat hags who were ragging on another girl while pretending they were hot shit, and basically put them in their place. One of their boyfriends got in his face but teachers broke it up before it got physical.

In the end, things began to settle down. The bullies relented, and Elisa began to finally have a place at school.

Her grandmother adored me, she constantly went on and on about how great I was. Granny Sinclair was as in love as Elisa.

The time for the winter dance came around, and I took Elisa, while Jake took his new girlfriend and we ended up having a great time.

It was after that that Jake asked me one time over video games.

He asked me how Elisa was in bed, and I admitted that we hadn't done anything other than kissing.
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Bump
wanna sleep but damn it I neeeeed this
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Bump mutherfuckas.
Page 6
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>>688965066
Yeah, definitely not (lol)itas. Let's go with that one. Midgets.
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Night, Lolita lovers

Remember, email me the rest of the story at [email protected]
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Love the story OP, you're adorable! Keep it up. Worth the wait. Definitely be thread if this hits limit.
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>>688964996
Does /b/ actually cause more problems than /pol/? Seems like at least now that's where most of the actual bad shit comes from, but /b/ takes the flak because it's the only board the normies know
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>>688965066
>>688965196
he said lolitas make fun of 'ita's' So what does that slang mean?
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>>688965314
kek
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My bests friends Girlfriend is a hardcore Lolita. I'm at work and don't have any pics but I can post them when I get home in a couple hours.
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pls bro email story when done [email protected]
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>>688965541
ita in spanish is basically saying the smaller version of the base thing
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>>688964119
Kek, 10:40 in germany, just woke up still half drunk, enjoy loli thread keeping me from wakeup fapping
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>>688964873
An italian maybe?
No idea
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>>688965541
No clue, I thought you asked what does ita mean in the lolita.
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OP more story! Quick, before the restless ask more stupid questions!
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>>688965924
Morning here too, great way to spend it.
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>>688965924

Es geht mir genau so Kamerad
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>>688965443
gud point, never really thought of the other boards. only really ever go to /b/, but in the old days /b/ was the source of most of the problems. it seems to have calmed down tho. guess i'm going to be on /pol/ moar now.

tho we are still winrars because cheese pizza
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Hay /B/ poor asshole with the google docs here. if you need to sleep just send me your email and i'll add you to the share list. keep in mind i'll ignore all emails that are not in direct reply to this.
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Almost at 300, OP, keep going!
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Goddamn op these feel I feel
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>>688966395
please someone open a new thread and link it, I MUST NOT MISS this story
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If one more cuck asks what 'ita' means I'm gonna lose my shit.
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Backup thread?
I think we need a backup thread, guys.
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>>688965541
An ita is basically a really bad lolita. It's derived from the word itai, which pretty much means ouch. Being calling an ita is pretty much saying you have shit taste in lolita fashion.
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>>688966556
What is ita?
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All the underage b& in this thread who can't stay up to read this.

>but m-m-muh bed time

Come back when you've hit puberty.
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>>688965924
same, but i already fapped to lolitas in between op's posts
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>>688966551
when the time comes, young anon. when the time comes.
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I neeeeeeeeeeeeeed this story
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>>688966391
[email protected]
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>>688966702
k
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>>688966556
what's ita?
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>>688966707
Woke up too late for that, taking a shit and will consider if he doesn't post by then (and prey thread doesn't die meanwhile)
Also not into fapping to lolitas actually
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>>688965225
I'll make a new thread now and link it since this one is dying. Search Elisa's full name in the catalogue to find it.

He looked at me the way you look at a meth head on the subway and said "what the shit, why? She not spreadin' em?"

I got a little embarrassed but he just said to get in there, get my dick wet, ect ect.

When I went to see Elisa next it was December 23rd. That night, we started talking, and she sensed I was very nervous and shy, and asked me about it. After some coercing, she finally got me to admit what Jake had said to me.

She went red, and looked away. finally, after a few awkward moments, she whispered "If you want to do it..."

I shyly asked if she did and she was still for at least a minute. But then she cuddled into me and blushed, saying "I don't know how." (SIDE NOTE, Sex education in our town was horrible. Forgot to mention that.)

I made her face me, then I asked if I could start by just touching her. She nodded and looked at me, smiling nervously and blushing, clutching my sleeves as I grabbed and pawwed at her big breasts with my hands, feeling them up, squeezing them, everything.

She let out happy sighs, and told me it felt really nice. As it turns out, she was a huge sucker for nipple play and with her big areolas she was in heaven.

I played with them for a good while,then I grabbed her ass over her dress, and pulled her into my lap, and she started kissing me and straddling me as I rubbed the fuck out of her ass.

I alternated, playing with her boobs and her butt as much as I could, with her hands on my chest, grinding on my bulge. Finally she went really red and asked if she should take it off.

I nodded wordlessly, unable to speak. She got up and I sat with my legs dangling over the edge of her bed, and she blushed and said "don't look".
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>>688966702
>only possible reason you would go to bed early is that you're still a kid
someone here has never heard of middle age
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>>688966391
Send me this legendary shit [email protected]
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>>688966391
[email protected]
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>>688966391
I need this too [email protected]
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>>688966699

I tried to warn you.
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>>688966956
The teasing is too much!
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>>688966678
So... it's just a way for lolitas fashion fans to shit on each other?

Goddamn women.
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>>688966956
moar moar
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>>688966956
when the fuck did they get a catalogue? where find?
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>>688967156
Come and get me, faggot
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>>688966956
Just post a link to the new thread before 300 posts
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>>688966391
[email protected]
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I need this shit!
[email protected]
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>>688958068
its loli, not CP get it right
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>>688966391
[email protected]
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>>688967361
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>>688967361
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new thread

>>688967361
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>>688966391
Yo
[email protected]
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>>688966956
>Sex education in our town was horrible
short of letting the kids fuck, idk how it teachs them shit other than use a fucking condom
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NEW THREAD HERE

>>>688967361

new thread is right here.

Fucking spam filter.
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OY but are the servers still acting up for anyone?
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>>688967289
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>>688952853
Late as fuck I know but what you're talking about is a creepy pasta named Baby. It's on /x/ like daily. I'm sure if you google Baby Lolita creepypasta you'll find it. This isn't the same.
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>>688967628
Sex ed in my school (germany) was the best.
First 2 weeks talked about being molested, read a story of a kid sleeping with his grandparents, learns that making out with your family and sleeping in the same bed is normal.
Mfw I never realised how fucked up it was.
Naturally, never had an idea what a pussy looked like afterwards, before porn though it was basically a mouth or something (first season of digimon strengthened my beliebe...)
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[email protected]
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>>688968002
kek true, aww the early days when i didn't know shit. ignorance is bliss, i miss it...oddly i hate the ignorance that i still have...which is a lot
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is this one dead?
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>>688968482
I guess so.
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