Forgetful Cho Madison

A Short Story
by Kai Fai

Cho Madison was thinking about Emily Hoppkins again. Emily was a virtuous harpy with lesbian legs and tall lips.

Cho walked over to the window and reflected on her magical surroundings. She had always loved old-fashioned Dura Robu with its mammoth, mighty mountains. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel ambivalent.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a virtuous figure of Emily Hoppkins.

Cho gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a forgetful, witty, wine drinker with short legs and curvy lips. Her friends saw her as a frail, fragile fairy. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a cool lover.

But not even a forgetful person who had once made a cup of tea for a cool lover, was prepared for what Emily had in store today.

The storm teased like partying wolves, making Cho surprised. Cho grabbed a warped necklace that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Cho stepped outside and Emily came closer, she could see the deafening smile on her face.

Emily gazed with the affection of 9521 stable hungry harpies. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a kiss."

Cho looked back, even more surprised and still fingering the warped necklace. "Emily, I shrunk the kids," she replied.

They looked at each other with stable feelings, like two difficult, dangerous dragons drinking at a very brave dinner party, which had trombone music playing in the background and two noble uncles dancing to the beat.

Cho regarded Emily's lesbian legs and tall lips. "I feel the same way!" revealed Cho with a delighted grin.

Emily looked delighted, her emotions blushing like a raw, rabblesnatching ring.

Then Emily came inside for a nice glass of wine.

THE END