Life as a Gooner... Alicefemboi (Patreon)

Take her as a girlfriend.

You didn't want to scare her off with that idea. Maybe you can have a threesome with her and one of her friends. But you decide to take this chat off the site and onto Snapchat.

Over the coming weeks, you'll tell her about your day. The assholes at work, the gooning desires, and other mundane things. She'll do the same. She was telling you about this cute cosplay she wanted to buy but didn't have the money for. About how her family doesn't know about her dressing up as a girl. It saddens you to learn that information, and you tried to console her over the phone and through text messaging.

You grow closer over the next six months. sexing every day, listening, and caring for each other. Face-time each other. With every passing month, you fall more in love with her. You haven't met her in real life yet. That has been a recurring conversation you've had with each other. In the past three months, it started to bug you that she wasn't comfortable telling you. It could've been fear of meeting a stranger.

You, however, decide whether you will see her this upcoming weekend. You brought her a gift and decided to fly out to her state. You're giving her your Facebook, and she's giving you hers. You informed her that you were coming, whether she liked it or not.

She told you how exciting it is—her and her cute face look so sweet and girly to your heart. The sound of her high-pitched feminine voice was an instant turn-on. You felt proud of being a man and falling in love.

The feeling continued until you landed at the airport and ordered a Lyft. Waiting outside, she sent you a message with a gif of a cutesy anime character saying, "I can't wait to see you."

You drive to her place, hoping that this isn't a fucked-up trap that you are about to walk into. Everything seems too perfect and wholesome. The driver makes small talk with you while you nervously answer. You are not sure why you are nervous. It could be because the anticipation was too great.

You arrive, and you thank the driver for dropping you off. A white house that doesn't appear anything special, just a regular-looking building.

Is it Alice or something far more sinister?