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VHS - Happy Ending (Trainbro)

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  1. Oh god. It's happening. The tape arrived. The label gleefully exclaims, "Play me!", I wish my feelings felt the same. I know it's going to be my waifu looking like she loves me, then sucking two guys off, and proceeding to flash me the loser sign. Why did it have to exist? Alas, it appears I have to choice, I can fap to it maybe.
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  3. The VCR accepts the tape without strain, and the mechanical noise warns me of the horrors to come. It starts just like how I read it. "Hi Anon!" God, I know how it goes. She goes on to say the usual, she loves me and want's to be together. I know how it ends, she acts like a slut and takes it all back. The words echo in my head. "...I'm not real..." I'm ready to shed a tear. Here it comes. I close my eyes and wait for the first guy. Footsteps. I know I'm going to cry.
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  5. Something is different. I don't hear her gag, no second guy, no sudden realization. The storm never hits. I open my eyes slowly, and look at the screen. No, it's not her covered in some guy's filthy semen, it's actually a note. "Backyard, Anon kun!" Oh god. I get to see it all happen in real life now. Fuck my life. Can't miss the chance to at least see her, no matter what she's doing. I slowly strut my way back into Hell. It's Hell. She doesn't love me. She's a slutty whore. I'm ready to break into tears.
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  7. The door creaks open and I step out into the crisp autumn air. God, here it comes. Or should I say, "Here it Cums.". I slowly sit down on a bench. I know what's coming. What I don't expect is for something to tackle me from behind. "Gotcha!" I look up. No, it's not a kidnapper, not a slut. It's her. I stand up and look into her eyes. I don't see a slut, I see a beautiful young woman. I can't get out a word. "Uh-uh-uh..." She leans in close and holds me twice. "I'm sorry for the tape, it was the only to get it through." I look at her deeply. "Are... you here, in this world, to..." She leans in close and whispers exactly what I've wanted to hear for the longest time.
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  9. "I love you, Anon..." Our lips lock.
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