No.11667
>>11666>showedESLcacas…. but write more doe
No.11669
>>11667>ESLthat means this is Zoot and his confession
No.11670
do not continue writing this i repeat do not continue
No.11671
Saar continue this Saar you will be crowned kind of whites saaaaaaar
No.11672
draw them both as femjanny
No.11673
>>11672fuck this shit site
No.11719
PART II
He gazed up at his ceiling fan, his arms and legs lying limp. It was very rare for Zoot to not be doing something that interests him. Being the ball of energy that he was, he was always at least doing one thing at a time. But here he was, on his bed like a dead, beached whale on sand. He thought to himself about what he could do to kill time during this Sunday afternoon. Zoll was out of the cord on a camping trip, nothing else on the computer seemed to interest him today, and he already got done drawing his favourite OCs over again for the 14th time this week. Then, an idea struck him. Zuz! He was the only other person in the house, it'd be a prime time to fuck with him! A devious grin spread across his lips as he hopped out of bed and rushed out of his room. He made a sharp right turn to the door next to his own. He chuckled a bit to himself as he barged into the room, hoping to startle Zuz.(38.8977° N, 77.0365° W)
No.11723
>>11719This might be the brimstone that will actually make Zoot ACK
No.11724
>>11723jannies do something before its too late
No.11727
>>11724I think we'll just see part 3 and it will be the MOST radioactive brimstone fic to ever hit this site after the Kiki and Mymy get caught by Russians thread
No.11728
Finally some original content
No.11730
PART III
"Hey! What are you-"
Zoot stopped mid-sentence after fully taking in what he was seeing in front of him. Zuz was reclining on his chair, his legging on the floor. He was knuckle-deep inside himself while looking at pictures of…Zoot. There were pictures scattered across his desk, and one enlarged on the computer screen. Zuz was jacking off to him mere moments ago. As you'd expect, he didn't know how to process this. Zuz looking at him like a deer in headlights wasn't helping much either. They both just stared at each other, unsure of how to proceed. Zoot broke the deafening silence with five simple words.
"What in the bloody hell…?" Zoot said as he looked on, a mixture of bewildered and horrified tones in his voice. Zuz began to frantically pick up the photos, turning off the computer at the same time. He was trying to salvage the situation, no matter how futile that may be.
"Listen, it's just- I, well, I can't- it's not-" Zuz was cycling through excuses in his mind, trying to find one that might save him. The panic in his voice rose alongside the redness of his face. As he got up from his chair, Zoot began to speak again.
"Zuz, what is the meaning of this? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" He shouted, now wanting answers more than anything else. Zuz flinched at the sudden increase in the volume of her voice, small tears forming in the corners of his eyes. He sighs before sitting on his bed, placing the photos to one side. Zoot walked closer to the bed, his arms crossed and a stern look on his face. Zoot's gaze made Zuz feel more tense than anything in his life.
"Zoot, I am just…so, so sorry for what you saw. I should've been more open with what've been doing, and I should've stopped sooner. I should've=" Before Zuz was finished talking, Zoot interrupted him.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Could you just tell me WHY you did that?!" Zoot was really putting on pressure on now. Panicked, Zuz blurted the reason out.
"B-because I love you!"
The words lingered in the air as they both looked at each other in silence. Zoot felt like an atom bomb was just dropped on jos head. Now both of their faces were deep shades of red.
No.11734
>>11729anti-Frootist coal
No.11736
>>11730Man these are so hot please keep on going
No.11737
i heard a giant brap above me
No.11740
>>11730No Zoot ESLs, 7/10
No.11806
>>11719>(38.8977° N, 77.0365° W)ohnonono the post was LITERALLY traced to the white house. DONALD TRUMP is PERSONALLY writing zoot erotica
amerisissies, our response?
No.11807
>>11806GEEEEEEG MAGACUCKS WHAT IS THIS
No.11808
>PART I
<ChatGPT space
>Zuz was a pervert, and Zoot knew this all too well.
<ChatGPT space
>Every other day, he could hear him through the wall gooning to some degenerate incest trash as he showed his hand in his pants. Zoot often wondered what god he angered for him to be subjected to such audible torture while he was trying to janny. He never understood why Zuz chose to willingly fry his brain like that. But, stuff like that never got in the way of Zuz being one of his favourite people to bait. It actually increased his enjoyment of it. Wrangling Zuz into his room and going on about whatever was on his mind was Zoot's favourite part of the day. He's the only other person besides Zoll that would listen to him for that long, even if it was against his will. The sheer amount of patheticness that Zuz displayed never failed to put a grin on his face. It's like he was born to be made fun of. And Zoot didn't mind fulfilling that destiny.
>Especially now, as he's strewn across his bed bored out of his skull.
>PART II
<ChatGPT space
>He gazed up at his ceiling fan, his arms and legs lying limp. It was very rare for Zoot to not be doing something that interests him. Being the ball of energy that he was, he was always at least doing one thing at a time. But here he was, on his bed like a dead, beached whale on sand. He thought to himself about what he could do to kill time during this Sunday afternoon. Zoll was out of the cord on a camping trip, nothing else on the computer seemed to interest him today, and he already got done drawing his favourite OCs over again for the 14th time this week. Then, an idea struck him. Zuz! He was the only other person in the house, it'd be a prime time to fuck with him! A devious grin spread across his lips as he hopped out of bed and rushed out of his room. He made a sharp right turn to the door next to his own. He chuckled a bit to himself as he barged into the room, hoping to startle Zuz.
>PART III
<ChatGPT space
>"Hey! What are you-"
<ChatGPT space
>Zoot stopped mid-sentence after fully taking in what he was seeing in front of him. Zuz was reclining on his chair, his legging on the floor. He was knuckle-deep inside himself while looking at pictures of…Zoot. There were pictures scattered across his desk, and one enlarged on the computer screen. Zuz was jacking off to him mere moments ago. As you'd expect, he didn't know how to process this. Zuz looking at him like a deer in headlights wasn't helping much either. They both just stared at each other, unsure of how to proceed. Zoot broke the deafening silence with five simple words.
<ChatGPT space
>"What in the bloody hell…?" Zoot said as he looked on, a mixture of bewildered and horrified tones in his voice. Zuz began to frantically pick up the photos, turning off the computer at the same time. He was trying to salvage the situation, no matter how futile that may be.
<ChatGPT space
>"Listen, it's just- I, well, I can't- it's not-" Zuz was cycling through excuses in his mind, trying to find one that might save him. The panic in his voice rose alongside the redness of his face. As he got up from his chair, Zoot began to speak again.
<ChatGPT space
>"Zuz, what is the meaning of this
>WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?"
>He shouted, now wanting answers more than anything else. Zuz flinched at the sudden increase in the volume of her voice, small tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
>He sighs before sitting on his bed, placing the photos to one side. Zoot walked closer to the bed, his arms crossed and a stern look on his face. Zoot's gaze made Zuz feel more tense than anything in his life.
<ChatGPT space
>"Zoot, I am just…so, so sorry for what you saw. I should've been more open with what've been doing, and I should've stopped sooner. I should've=" Before Zuz was finished talking, Zoot interrupted him.
<ChatGPT space
>"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Could you just tell me WHY you did that?!"
>Zoot was really putting on pressure on now. Panicked, Zuz blurted the reason out.
<ChatGPT y
>"B-because I love you!"
<ChatGPT space
>The words lingered in the air as they both looked at each other in silence. Zoot felt like an atom bomb was just dropped on jos head. Now both of their faces were deep shades of red.
No.11809
>>11806I have wrote great Zoot erotica today, the best Zoot erotica there is, no better has been wrote. Zaryans told me "No, no, no you don't have to make it that good" but I did it anyways, as it is the best Zoot erotica out there, Zoot likes it, Zaryans like it, I like it, it is good Zoot erotica, the best Zoot erotica
No.11838
>>11808it’s not ChatGPT, it’s a Mymy x Maya fanfic. OP just changed the names and a few words.
No.11839
>>11838Then it's still shit because it sounded like an AI wrote it