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[Translation] Gray & Juvia eating apple candies

Original art by: ベル ※permission to translate was given by the author via twitter (2014) & twitter (2017) Translator: sarapyon PS: I hope you guys can donate (willingly & any amount), just click the donate button at my sidebar description if you guys appreciate and enjoy reading what I always do for the gruvia comics with translations.

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He seems all too amused by my situation. It’s been equally beneficial for Shinsou to have a sparring partner closer to his size for technique, as is sparring with my usual stature, since most villains are adults. Regardless, he’s been making good progress.

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Thoughts on faking bedwetting in your mid 20′s while still living with family to have an excuse to openly wear diapers at night? I thought it may be a better alternative than expressing a bizarre preference for wearing diapers instead of underwear. IF THIS POST GETS 10 REBLOGS I WILL FOLLOW THROUGH 

Pure gold. Could you give Sylveon a go?

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What the hell? Why, oh why am I even here in this B&B? With this- this-?

“Sexy, hmm?” she purrs, her tone warm and seductive as melting chocolate. This woman’s inky hair is cascading down over her bare shoulders, and my nervous gaze can’t help but be drawn further down… to the full roundness of her twin breasts, swelling provocatively underneath her low-cut nightgown… to her bare thighs, and to the feminine mysteries that must surely lie between…

This woman is gorgeous, I admit it. Yet her words are leaving me clammy with terror - for when she says the word sexy, she’s not referring to herself.

“This is going to look absolutely adorable on you tonight,” she murmurs slyly, lifting the gingham-and-lace monstrosity from the bed. “It’s been awhile since I had such a sweet, dedicated little sissy doll. Staying all week, hmm? That’s a long time - but Auntie Penny is more than happy to take care of you as long as you need, dear…”

“I’m not- I didn’t- I mean-” I’m stuttering in incomprehension, my rational mind reeling back from the idea that I might actually stay here. “I must have the wrong- You see, my secretary- She made the reservation- Business trip, you know-”

“Oh, I do know,” she responds, her smile deepening mysteriously. “I know all about you, you adorable little thing! Your lovely secretary did a wonderful job filling me in, telling me all about your little, ahem, peculiarities… She laughs softly, the frilly absurdity slipping through her fingers and down into a pastel puddle. “But don’t worry, honey! Auntie Penny’s here now, and she’s going to make sure you get exactly what a sweet, needy, pathetic little sissy like you needs…”

My eyes swivel downward in rising panic to the odd plastic squares beside her, and she giggles. “Oh, baby! Surely you remember what these are, don’t you?” She lifts one from the bed, and suddenly I find I’m trembling in anxiety. “Why, these are your diapers, honey! Your sweet, soft, thick diapers that your secretary told me you love so much! And better yet, they’re what you’re going to be wearing as long as you’re with me.”

Her fingers are unfolding them, the plastic-and-cotton monstrosity growing before my widening eyes, even as her words unfold my stomach-churning future. “Oh, you’re going to look so sweet in these, little sissy! Auntie Penny’s going to strip those silly big man clothes off you, and push you onto the bed, and wrap that stupid little sissy clit of yours up nice and tight where it can’t get into any trouble.” She smirks full into my face. “Oh, you’ll be so adorable, pissing and shitting yourself for Auntie! You’re going to be such a darling little sissy baby, waddling around for me and gulping down whatever I feed you. And listen: if you’re a very good little sissy gurl, I might even let you suckle on Auntie’s nice full boobies tonight! Now won’t that be lovely?”

I turn to flee - only to find the door locked behind me and immune to my frantic tugging. Then, even as I hear her sardonic laughter behind me, her strong arms are slipping around me, the soft pressure of a rag forcing itself firmly over my nose and mouth, silencing my frantic yells. And so, as the wild seconds tick by and the scent of chloroform stupefies my brain and saps my strength, one last desperate thought flickers through my mind…

Maybe I should have given my secretary that raise after all.

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