9 Miyu: Not Real

"Yahdeus?," shocked I look around and my eyes met the computer.

"Yes, Takeru. There is much for you to understand. You are special and of great value to me. So much value that you won't even understand." Miyu's voice intertwines with a deep graveling voice as she speaks.

"How is this even happening?"

"Hehehe such a foolish thing. Takeru you really are making me feel joy! So much joy!" she grabs her cheeks and laughs loudly with saliva dripping down her mouth.

Slowly she walks towards me smiling looking at me dead in my eyes. Shaken by what's happening I freeze up. She stops right in front of me and reaches for my face. Slowly and gently she caresses my face and then kisses me softly on my lips while licking my lips.

"Takeru you taste so pure! Making me feel joy!"

Disgusted with fear I wipe my mouth.

"Takeru you must want to know what's happening right? Yes of course you do. Okay okay okay!!!!!

I'll let you know. This body isn't real."