Solipsism VIII

My mind felt numb, unthinking, but my body was quite the contrast. Somehow, despite a severe lack of experience, I began to react to Renamon autonomously. She lay on top of me and pressed her muzzle to my face and I pressed back. My arms came around...

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Solipsism VII

I woke up with little knowledge of the previous night, but my clothes appeared to be intact. Raia's face was in front of mine, her eyes shut gently. I was tempted to engage once again, but decided I needed to get up. I rolled out of the bed, stretching...

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Solipsism VI

I was on the couch again when I woke up. Raia was on top of me. We'd gotten kinda into it and I'd decided there was less of a chance of breaking something if we were on the couch. I really just wanted to lay there; I was tired and I didn't want to...

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Solipsism V

I clicked on the TV and hopped on the couch and Raia glared at me. "And just where am I supposed to sit?" She asked. Given, I was taking up the whole couch, but that didn't mean she didn't have a place to sit. I simply gestured down my body, grinning...

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Solipsism IV

We walked outside and Raia took my hand, as usual, but I shook my head. She dropped my hand. "We're in no hurry." I said. "We have plenty of time, plus it's a nice enough day to have a walk and talk about things." In actuality, the sky was grey and...

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Solipsism III

Turned out Japan has ATMs, and I had an account with unlimited funds. Someone decided to plan my finances well. I decided not to abuse the privilege, though. I bought a week and a half worth's clothes, plus clothes to sleep in, and a few other things....

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Solipsism II

**Will be uploading these one per day until I catch up with my posting schedule for another site.** After we'd had our conversation, we sat on the couch and watched television. Well, she might have been, but I wasn't. The TV just turned into pretty...

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Solipsism

I woke up in my usual fashion, by blatantly refusing to. I tried to roll over and go back to sleep, when I realized I wasn't in bed. I was on the floor. _A_ floor, not _my_ floor, I noted as I pushed myself up. My back didn't hurt, surprisingly, as it...

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