Stronger

        She’s so strong and focused on what she wants. Unlike me. Weak and without a clue of what she wants in life. She’s strong, both in personality and in her fighting style. If only I could become a little more like Kyouko. I would be able to endure so much more, save so many more people and be a better friend to Madoka.

        I’m just so stressed, I can barely even take care of myself at this point let alone worry about anyone else. So here I am, stuck in bed, sick with a cold. I’m lying on my back counting the dots on the ceiling and wondering when I’ll recover from my cold. Will it be a day, a few days, a week? I hope at least a week. I don’t want to see Madoka, let alone anyone in the state I’m in. I mean, I’m not terribly sick. I don’t think I’m contagious anymore either. I just…I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m so stressed. Even though I know that isolating myself isn’t the answer I do it anyway. What else can I do? I mean, I would love to see my friends but something was stopping me. I hate being weak…I hate it. If only I could ask Kyouko how she got so strong.

        Kyouko…I blush. Thinking about Kyouko always makes me feel nervous. Like there’s a lump in my throat and my heart beats a mile a minute. I think about her determination and her cute grin she always wears. About her long, sexy legs, and her perfectly sized breasts. I feel my panties becoming damp and my breathing becomes heavy. I reach my hand under my pajama pants and into my panties. I find my clit and pull the hood back exposing the stiff head and begin to rub it in a circular motion, little squeaks and moans escaping my lips at the sensation riveting through my body.

        Kyouko…It feels so good…I moan, imagining her licking my clit, occasionally nibbling it with her fang. I pinch the head slightly and moan loudly. My breathing is raged and my face is flushed. I continue rubbing my clit feverishly, moaning and calling out for Kyouko. My clit feels so good…I’m almost there…Ahhhhn! Kyouko! I’m gonna cum! I rub faster and harder, my pussy juices dripping out of my tight virgin hole and onto my sheets. I can feel my body tensing up. Kyouko I’m cumming!

        Just as I’m about to cum my bedroom door opens abruptly. "You called for me, Sayaka?" Kyouko asks cheerfully as she peeks her head around the door. Our eyes meet and my orgasm rips through me. Kyouko smirks and walks over to my bedside. Humiliated, I slump down into my bed, pull the covers over me and pretend to be asleep.