/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

Do you ever wish a vtuber was your little sister? For me that's how I feel about Petra

>post about committing suicide for support from Pentomos
>they make fun of me
i will correct you and then myself

>You get a phone call from a family friend one day
>She says that her niece is staying with her for a week, and she would like you to keep her company for some of the days
>"Anon, you're always sitting alone in your room, why don't you enjoy the summer a little?"
>"Sure" you think to yourself. "What harm could some kid do anyways
>As you head to your family friends house your heart begins beating faster but you don't know why
>Memories of high school and the girls who never paid attention to your swirl in your head
>You stand in front of the door for a long time mustering the courage to knock, but just before you do the door swings open revealing a very small girl
>Her short dark hair with yellow highlights is the first thing you see as you look down and notice her innocent and curious eyes
>"A-are you Anon...?" Her words peter off as she breaks eye contact with you
>"Yeah, and you must be-"
>"Petra..." She stammers
>There is an awkward silence as you both parse your brains for something to say
>A voice from the kitchen echos to your ears "You know the public pool is open right Anon? Why don't you go for a swim?" Says your family friend
>The two of you start walking to the public pool, You have a borrowed pair of oversized trunks, and Petra has two arm fulls of towels, sunscreen, sun hats, and lunch
>The two of you go to the separate changing rooms and you can't help but feel anticipation to see this cute girl in her swim suit, in fact, a little too much
>You notice as you go to the pre-pool shower that your member is beginning to react to your thoughts. Soon a slightly engorged bulge is visible under the beating showerhead
>You face the wall and try to think of something else, and after five minutes you're able to calm yourself down and exit the changing room
>Waiting for you is this cute girl, in her one piece swim suit she got from school slightly shivering from waiting.
>She is grabbing her left elbow awkwardly, obviously uncomfortable with the looks she is getting from the pool goers.
>You feel your heart beating in your manhood as you notice that the outline of her nipples are showing from her tight swimwear
>Pushing past her you jump into the pool, as you feel yourself growing to full mast at the sight of this young nubile girl
>"H-hey! Wait for me!" She follows after you with a cannonball. Petra lands much too close and almost takes your head off as she splashes into the water.
>On the way back to the surface of the water, you feel her solar plexus and stomach rub slightly on your manhood and chest as she breaches right in front of your face
>As she rubs the water from her eyes, she notices that she is much closer to you as she expected and her face turns red
>She pushes off of your chest with her hands and floats back a few feet, obviously embarrassed
>No words were exchanged to express something of an apology, or forgiveness for the close call, but your eyes lock for a second longer than you expected, then to escape the connection, Petra submerges herself again
>After an hour of playing with each other in the pool, you enjoy a lunch together in the grass near the water
>Just then, a couple of guys walk over you two backlit by the suns rays
>"Hey girl, this your boyfriend? He doesn't look so tough. Why don't you hang out with some real guys? We'll show you a good time." One of them says to Petra, not even acknowledging you
>"A-ah, s-sorry. I don't really know you..." Petra sheepishly lets out
>"That's fine, just come with us" The other man says as he grabs her wrist
>Petra crys out and looks at you, her eyes pleading
>You've never been much of a fighter, but the look in her eyes evoked something that you've never felt before, and before you know it you land a rising uppercut on the mans chin and lay him to the ground in a heap as he grabs his face
>"What the fuck!? I'm gunna fuck you up you freak!" He says through his clasped hand, blood dripping from the gaps between his fingers
>Now you're the one who grabs Petra's wrist as you both run away to the nearest place; The changing room
>The female side is closer, so the two of you duck into it without thinking of the consequences
>The room is luckily empty, populated by open lockers and wooden benches. Petra and yourself both lean against the wall to catch your breath, not once thinking that you're both white knuckle clasping each others hands in desperation
>You watch as Petra's eyes climb from absent mindedly watching the door, to slowly drop to your hands. Her eyes widen and she loosens her grip and meets your gaze
>She is about to say something, but just then, voices are heard entering the facilities. A group of women can be heard growing closer and closer to the room
>Now it is Petra's turn to grab your wrist as she pulls you into one of the full size lockers with her as she desperately grabs the small latch with both hands to keep it shut
>Your back is pressed against the far side of the locker, and you're facing Petra's stuck out butt (1/2)

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Don't care, didn't read, post penguin ass.