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This reversal caused an uncontrollable internal tremor within me, though invisible, I hope, from the outside - especially to her. The climax was, of course, the scream that escaped her lips, almost involuntarily, when I pulled, ostensibly to tease her
By: An Attractive Guy
In times past, my method of gaining her attention was to approach the braid resting on her chest, pull it, and run away. This was the only way to touch her, and even grasp, without it being considered sexual harassment. The touch of her hair, or more precisely her tail, caused intense excitement. Especially since the braid was actually a snake, a long male organ whose fraying end was held by a hair tie, and my palm was the containing, feminine organ. This reversal caused an uncontrollable internal tremor within me, though invisible, I hope, from the outside - especially to her.
The climax was, of course, the scream that escaped her lips, almost involuntarily, when I pulled, ostensibly to tease her. And the escape afterwards was a liberating release, thrilling beyond compare, followed by my denials of having pulled. I couldn't resist her braid, lying between the two breasts that had already begun to grow in an illogical manner that embarrassed even me, and certainly her. This modest girl had turned into a bombshell, perhaps against her will, but certainly according to God's will, who thought braids were more modest than loose hair.
With this eruption of breasts, I started receiving increasingly severe punishments for pulling the braid, but I couldn't refuse that braid. She, of course, hated me. Today, when so much has changed, such innocence seems almost insane. The hints between which the braid was placed have become enormous and exposed secrets, and my mind has changed too. And her mind, of course. Her hair has turned into wires, emerging from her head, like electrodes, intertwining into a cable that rests between her breasts. No longer a snake crawling between two apples. Because the cable no longer ends between the breasts, but has grown and grown and is now connected to the genitals.
It's unclear whether this is a penetration of the brain inwards, or conversely, an alternative nervous system to the spine, and external - and in fact inverse. Instead of a connection from behind - back to back, that is, from the depths of the sex through the back to the back of the head - a front to front connection, between the front of the brain, along the belly, and to the inside of the sex. And the worst thing - because the cable is connected, it can no longer be pulled. She no longer needs me, and has become an autonomous system, hermetic and circular, complete unto itself. The circuit is closed, and not through me.
In fact, pulling the braid was just the prelude to truly pulling the braid downwards - I predicted the future. The prophecy of woman's complete redemption, and the prophecy of my destruction, the man.