Trigger warning:
Mild mature theme. Mild noncon. This work DOESN’T glorify or promote non-consensual s*x!
“It’s broken,” Jason said calmly, dark eyes staring into my soul.
I cleared my throat, arguing weakly, “Well… Broken is a bit extravagant… I-I can still fix it… Just give me a needle and a-WOAH!”
Jason extended a long arm and snatched the Teddybear away.
He frowned as he examined his beloved plushy. The Teddybear might look like a giant to me. But it somehow looked normal-sized in Jason’s hands.
I swallowed again, “I am so so sorry.”
“Too bad,” Jason threw the bear away, “Have to find a replacement now.”
“I-I can buy you a new one!” I offered eagerly, “Do you still want a bear? Or we can get something new this time. How about a bunny?”
Jason stared at me silently. And then,
