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7/21/2025, 12:56:26 AM
>Be me, Amy Rose
>I just finished helping Tails set up some decorations for Cream's birthday, she and her mom should be here soon
>I'm feeling pretty good, there's bows and cupcakes everywhere, real wholesome stuff
>I know Cream will absolutely love it
>Suddenly I hear someone call out "Oh my gosh! You’re even cuter in person!" in falsetto
>I turn around
>It's a grown-ass man in a frilly pink sundress, lace gloves, pigtail wig, the whole nine yards
>He's twirling around like it's a fashion show, then he stops right in front of me
>"You must LOVE being a girl, right? Isn't femininity just the most empowering thing ever??"
>I force a giggle
>"Haha… sure, I guess?"
>He keeps going
>He talks about how he adores tea parties, makeup, and "being one of the girls"
>What did that mean? Since when was a girl the makeup she wore?
>He starts comparing our outfits
>Says mine is "a little too subtle" and I should try more pastel
>"You're wasting the potential of your cute face!"
>Oh no
>He tries to touch my hair
>Internally screaming
>"Please don’t touch me," I say, still smiling
>He backs off but keeps talking about how we should hang out and "share beauty tips" or something
>He says he’s always wanted a "real girl bestie"
>Then he asks if I'm into magical girls and if I've ever tried being a "kawaii maid"
>Grit my teeth, trying to force myself to keep smiling at the pervert as I say "no"
>Mfw I can't just hammer him into next week because I'm trying to be polite and I don't want to ruin Cream's birthday party before it even starts
>What was he doing at Cream's birthday party anyway?
>I start feeling nauseous, something isn't right and all my instincts are screaming at me like alarm bells in my head
>I just nod at whatever he just said, then make a vague excuse about needing to check on Tails
>I speedwalk away as quickly as I can without running
>He calls out "Let’s have a sleepover sometime!"
>A shudder runs down my spine
>I just finished helping Tails set up some decorations for Cream's birthday, she and her mom should be here soon
>I'm feeling pretty good, there's bows and cupcakes everywhere, real wholesome stuff
>I know Cream will absolutely love it
>Suddenly I hear someone call out "Oh my gosh! You’re even cuter in person!" in falsetto
>I turn around
>It's a grown-ass man in a frilly pink sundress, lace gloves, pigtail wig, the whole nine yards
>He's twirling around like it's a fashion show, then he stops right in front of me
>"You must LOVE being a girl, right? Isn't femininity just the most empowering thing ever??"
>I force a giggle
>"Haha… sure, I guess?"
>He keeps going
>He talks about how he adores tea parties, makeup, and "being one of the girls"
>What did that mean? Since when was a girl the makeup she wore?
>He starts comparing our outfits
>Says mine is "a little too subtle" and I should try more pastel
>"You're wasting the potential of your cute face!"
>Oh no
>He tries to touch my hair
>Internally screaming
>"Please don’t touch me," I say, still smiling
>He backs off but keeps talking about how we should hang out and "share beauty tips" or something
>He says he’s always wanted a "real girl bestie"
>Then he asks if I'm into magical girls and if I've ever tried being a "kawaii maid"
>Grit my teeth, trying to force myself to keep smiling at the pervert as I say "no"
>Mfw I can't just hammer him into next week because I'm trying to be polite and I don't want to ruin Cream's birthday party before it even starts
>What was he doing at Cream's birthday party anyway?
>I start feeling nauseous, something isn't right and all my instincts are screaming at me like alarm bells in my head
>I just nod at whatever he just said, then make a vague excuse about needing to check on Tails
>I speedwalk away as quickly as I can without running
>He calls out "Let’s have a sleepover sometime!"
>A shudder runs down my spine
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