[Guro] TDpHS Episode 2: The Brainfuckery of Haruhi Suzumiya [nc, guro, humor]

The Depravity of Haruhi Suzumiya

Episode 2:

The Brainfuckery of Haruhi Suzumiya

Tags: Rape, Brainfucking , humor (at least I think it’s funny)

Warning: This story is some fucked up shit. I mean seriously if you are sane and wish to remain sane hit BACK right now. I mean what kind of weirdo reads this shit? What kind of psychotic loser writes this shit? And just so that no one accuses me of being vague, when I say brainfucking I mean putting a penis into a brain and having brainsex not as in ‘mindfuck’ as in a work of fiction that attempts to mess with your head.

Also, this is fan fiction. Meaning that it is based off the Haruhi Suzumiya series which I do not own and that it may contain spoilers for the anime .

You have been warned so no complaining. Except for the long delay between chapters. Complain about that all you like… not that it will do you any good. It just wouldn’t be Haruhi if it didn’t make you wait a long assed time would it?

Well, I was awoken the next morning by Nagato gently shaking me. I had fallen asleep next to her after we spent a long night fucking. I would tell you all about it but it was all consensual and vaginal only and would only put gore obsessed psychos like you to sleep. That and the events of the date leading up to it were the worst story SleepingSword ever wrote.

“Shit, do we have to get up and go to class?” I groaned. I would much rather go back to curling up next to Nagato’s warm body than braving the cruel winter’s chill. I would still feel that way even if I didn’t have raging morning wood.

“Yes.” Came Nagato’s flat monotone response. Her hair still wet from the shower, she was getting dressed in her usual school uniform.

“Can’t we call out sick?”

“That would be a lie.”

“We cut off a girl’s tits yesterday and cauterized the wounds with a blowtorch. That sounds pretty sick to me.” Came my logical response.

“You were anxious about Haruhi.”

She had a point. I had been pretty worried about Haruhi since yesterday afternoon. Even with Nagato’s space magic nanomachines Haruhi had endured pretty extreme traumatic wounds. Wounds that were totally her idea and were only inflicted upon her under protest. Not that I expected that argument would sway any judge. Sure Haruhi was a pain in the ass and everything, but that doesn’t mean I like the idea of her suffering in agony, whether she deserves it or not.

With a few grunts of protest I raised myself out of the bed. As I watched Nagato getting dressed it slowly dawned on me that she was putting back on the clothing we had strewn around the room last night. Wait, she’s putting her dirty clothes from yesterday back on?

“I only own one winter uniform and one summer uniform. Every morning I reset the uniform back to it‘s original state.”

“So we’re just using space magic as