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This idea came to me in my sleep this morning and I just HAD to write it down! Hope you enjoy it!


No, absolutely not. I'm not doing it, I won't! I've been questioning my manhood enough lately, if I was to go get those things it might actually be the tipping point and I'll spout lady parts down there. It was scary enough that time Rachel forced me to watch 'The Notebook' with her and that traitor tear (that I will forever deny was there) fell down my cheek at the end. I instantly jumped up from the couch, running to the bathroom to check myself for foreign parts, but I lucked out that time. From that point on, we compromised on what we watched on movie nights. Plus, when she puts on a chick flick I zone out for the most part, planning my next fantasy football team, losing myself in whatever snacks we have, or just looking at Rachel, thinking about what else we could be doing. Movie nights aren't that bad now, but this? This I'm not doing, I can't!

"I don't see what the big deal is, I need them. Please Finny?" God, it's a good thing she's not actually here, and just on the phone. Her eyes might have gotten me just then.

"Rach, come on! I'm a dude, I can't go get you tampons." Ugh, I cringe at the word. I'm not even really sure what exactly those things are, or what they do. The word itself is kind of taboo, because I'm a guy and shouldn't have to worry about those things, or have to associate with them.

"Finn, you're being very immature about this, it's just a box or tampons they aren't going to attack you, but I might if you don't get me what I need!"

Scary Rachel has shown up, yeah I'm definitely not going there.

"Can't you get them yourself? Or have your dads get them? I'm really busy over here."

"Gee I hadn't thought of that Finn, thank you so much for solving my problem. You should come over and let me make you some banana bread."

Whew! "Awesome, when should I be there? I'll leave a note for my mom that I'm gone…"

"Liar! I knew you weren't busy!"

Crap, I should've known that was a trap.

"Rachel, why are you doing this to me?" I moan, dropping my head onto my pillows dramatically. Not a good sign.

"Why am I doing this to you?! You're not the one dealing with Mother Nature's punishment for being a female and avoiding pregnancy!" She was fuming, definitely Scary Rachel I'm dealing with. "My dads are out of town, they won't be in until late and I'm on my last one. All I'm asking of you, the man who claims he loves me, is that you run to the store and pick me up a simple box of tampons. This is the last time I'm going to ask you."

I can feel my resolve crumbling, and I almost get out of my bed, but no. I'm taking a stand, I always give in to Rachel, whatever she wants. Not this time. I'm keeping my man card, if I shut her down now, it can never be questioned again. Man up Hudson.

"I'm sorry Rachel, but I just can't do it. I do love you though." There, simple and to the point.

"Alright Finn, goodbye."

Yeah, I feel kind of like a douschebag, but my pride is perfectly intact.


Knock Knock.

Why would my mom knock, she has a key?

"Hi Finn." Rachel lets herself in, walking right past me and into the living room hiding something small in her arms.

"Um, hi?" This was definitely unexpected.

"I have a surprise for you Finny bear, let's go to your room." Taking my hand she leads me all the way to my room, steering me to sit on the edge.

Finally she sets down the small package, but takes off towards my closet. What the heck is going on?

"Not that I'm not super happy to see you, but I thought you were mad at me Rach?"

"Oh, I was mad Finn" she called, still rustling around in my closet "but I have to admit, you putting your foot down that way, not letting me have my way, it was kind of hot."

I did a mental fist pump, and she returned from my closet carrying three of my dress up ties. Things just got really interesting.

"Lay down Finn."

"Okay." As I scooted back and stretched out, I felt Rachel climb up onto the bed beside me. She bunched my pillows up, placing them behind my head to prop it up. Then she took both of my hands in hers, crossing them at the wrists and bringing them up to the headboard where she began to tie them to the rails. Once my hands were secure, and I mean like really secure, Rachel must have been a girl scout before; she moved down to my feet. Each foot was tied to a bed post tight, before Rachel stood up to grab the small package again, and returned to the bed to lie beside me.

"I made you banana bread Finny, I want to feed it to you." She opened the small package to reveal a small loaf of the delicious treat, with small pieces of chocolate melted in. Rachel knows how much I love chocolate, and here she is adding it to another one of my favorite treats. She's awesome.

Taking one of the precut slices out, she places it to my lips, and I eat the whole thing in one bite. While I'm chewing I can feel Rachel pulling up my shirt, revealing my chest to her. Reaching to grab me another piece of bread and lifting it to my mouth, I take another huge bite just as Rachel bites down on my chest. This is so hot.

The banana bread tastes so good; it's the best she's ever made. She's alternating between kissing my neck, then licking and biting on my chest, and it's all just too much for my senses. Soon the loaf of bread is all gone, but Rachel continues her exploring of my body. Her lips kiss a pattern from one of my Pecs (not man boobs) to the other one, before she starts to trail them down to my belly button. My heart is picking up speed, my palms are starting to sweat, and my stomach is starting to churn. Somehow, it feels different this time, like, not in a good way.

"Rachel, Rach wait a second, I feel kind of funny."

"Oh. Well in that case I better be going." Suddenly all contact is gone, my shirt is pulled back down and Rachel lifts herself off of my bed, picking up her container.

"Wait, what?" I scramble uselessly, forgetting that I'm still tied up and can't move.

"I'm glad you enjoyed my bread Finn, it was a special recipe, those little bits of chocolate were exlax quick melts. Would you look at the time, I've got so much to do back at home. Bye sweetie, hopefully your mom will be home soon to untie you." She said, turning towards the door.

"What?! You're just going to leave me like this? Rachel this isn't funny, I really have to go to the bathroom." The churning in my stomach is even worse now, I need to get up and soon!

"It's not a good feeling is it? Your stomach hurting, knowing that you might start leaking soon but there's nothing you can do about it, and there's no one willing to help you? Oh well, I'll see you later Finn. Hope you weren't very fond of those sheets." And she's gone.

"Ah!" I sit straight up in my bed, holding my hands in front of me to see if I broke the tie with my burst of super strength, but there's nothing there. Looking down I see that my feet aren't tied either, it was all a dream.

I'm not sure if that was my own guilt haunting me for not being there when she needed me, or Rachel's psychic powers reaching an all new level, but either way I've got to get out of here.


"Finn, what are you doing here?"

"I brought you two different variety boxes of tampons because I wasn't sure what kind you used. And I picked up your favorite vegan ice cream and that Julia Roberts movie you like so much from Redbox. Forgive me?"

The angry look melted off of her face, transforming into a megawatt smile that alone was enough to boost my pride. Being able to get that kind of reaction out of her made me feel more like a man than being a jerk ever would.

"Of course Finn, come in."

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