*teleports into your attic*

*burns house down*

Anne, waar was je al die tijd?

Truly a touching story, minus the sexually taking advantage of a vulnerable teenager part

"WHY DO YOU RUIN MY PROPERTY VALUES GOY!?"

>Found this funny joke on Reddit.
leave now and never return

Did that pregnant Anne Frank fanfic that will almost certainly be posted in this thread evenutally come from reddit or here?

THE ONLY GIRL I'VE EVER LOVED

Whoa slow down partner, no one's even posted the copypasta yet.

deviants-despository.booru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=14326

B-Based drawfag... Is that you?

WAS BORN WITH ROSES IN HER EYES

Hotter than the RHNB

...

...

But I don't have an attic

It's nice to know Veeky Forums is at least on the same page with their admiration of drawfag's talents and Anne Frank's beauty

Don't jinx us or someone will actually go ahead and post it.

>catching signaaaals that sound in theeee daaaark~

BUT THEN THEY BURIED HER ALIVE

>tfw be the shy, awkard kid
>Have Jewish Stacy in your attic
>Get to watch her shower and walk around scantly clad at night
>Jewish Stacy is so horny and bored she eventually has sex with you
Must have been great.

ONE EVENING 1865-

Oh wait, wrong war.

But do you fantasize about making her pregnant, forcing your dick down her mouth to keep her quiet while she gives birth, and using your family's antique rifle, a relic from a time more eloquent and civil than this one to defend her and the baby when the Gestapo show up?

Where is Jeff Mangum?

>forcing your dick down her mouth to keep her quiet while she gives birth,
She'd bite it off, user. You can't use your dick to keep someone quite. Although if she could somehow suck it while giving birth to keep quite it'd be erotic.

>Although if she could somehow suck it while giving birth to keep quite it'd be erotic.

I'm sure at least one couple has done it at least once, especially back then when desperation would've made people far less restrained.

Imagine how fucked up it would've been for a kid born to a Jew or Gypsy in hiding back then. Spending your formative years in near total isolation, being forbidden from going outside or or even speaking loudly, your parents' exuding constant fear for reasons you can't understand.

For all we know, that could've happened to Anne, the kid was left in the care of a non-Jewish family (as was often the case with small children), and Otto kept his mouth shut to protect his grandchild from the unwanted attention.

it came from here. technically first posted on /h/ but the drawfag recieved the request in a Veeky Forums thread

i don't have an attic? guess she died again

ITT: Jeff Mangum samefagging

...

*teleports onto your rooftop*

Did Ann frank and the other Jews that died during ww2 go to hell

No, user, Hell's not a real place.

I'm just curious on what Christians think happened to them

I see you have sorted out some history in your antic

Good job. We got some history but we junked them all away. Couldn't be bothered to sort them out

>For all we know, that could've happened to Anne, the kid was left in the care of a non-Jewish family (as was often the case with small children), and Otto kept his mouth shut to protect his grandchild from the unwanted attention.

He would've done that to protect Anne's reputation too. This was still a time where unwed motherhood was still extremely stigmatized, regardless of the circumstances in which the pregnancy occurred.

It would've also raised suspicions of whether she was the victim of sexual abuse, which would've detracted from the purpose of publishing her diary to begin with.

Well the Mormon Church gave her a posthumous Baptism and a lot of Jews got pissed at them for it. Although, as a person of Jewish descent I saw no problem with it.

It's just their way of honoring outsiders who they regard as especially righteous and based off every experience I've ever had with them, if Anne Frank had knocked on the door of a Mormon, crying that the Germans were after her and begging for help. I have zero doubt that they would not only take her in as one of their own, but would draw the sword in her defense as well. The only other breed of people I've met with that sort of moral courage to not only risk their lives, but take up arms to defend the honor and life of a child are deeply religious Southerners (the Stonewall Jackson kind).

Yes, Anne Frank went to hell. You don't go to hell for being a bad person, you go to hell for not believing in Jesus' sacrifice and thus accepting his gift. Lots of good people go to hell, and lots of terrible people go to heaven.

I hope her whole company of roommates could come. She alone has little historical significance

>deviants-despository.booru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=14326

bookmarked that shit

...

...

this anne frank fetish is starting to freak me out
are you all jewish?

I'm a Mormon.
Thanks.

do you shitpost about anne frank sexual fantasies?

>reading this thread
you fuckin people

I just read all the threads. I'm not much of a writer.
Hmmm.~

the germans really wasted this opportunity.

they could have had her star in all sorts of pornographic movies, showing how disgusting and subhuman the juden are by having her get fucked by animals, etc.

such a waste.

I am genuinely in love with Anne Frank. She was beautiful, witty, and graceful young woman who light was snuffed out far too early.
I frequently fantasize about being Peter van Pels hiding with her.

Oh god, just imagine deflowering that sweet girl on a lazy Amsterdam afternoon, lying and learn what each other's bodies were for.
Now imagine nine months later, she's got a massive bulging stomach from carrying your child inside of her and it seems like she’s gonna pop any moment now. Her popped belly button makes it look like she's got a giant third boob where her stomach once was. She waddles around and can barely move half of the time. She's developed an insatiable craving for your dick and you've likewise developed a taste for her pussy. You’re both cooped up in an attic all day have nothing better to do besides fuck like an unsustainable third world population.

You lie down on your back, she strips off her almost comically too small clothes and kneels on top of you. She grabs a hold of your rock hard cock, inserts it deep inside of her, and begins to ride you like a stallion. You feel the pressure from her incredible weight and huge round belly bearing down on you but the indescribable pleasure of her tight pussy throbbing on you cock negates any discomfort. You sink into her beautiful soul, into that secret place where no one dares to go. After 30 minutes, you and her are both moaning with ever greater intensity, you know it won't be long now. Suddenly, you feel your cock shaking like a V-2 rocket and the orgasm reaches it's climax as your cum literally explodes like an 88mm AT round inside her Sherman tank, blowing the turret right off. You and her both join as one, souls screaming from the sheer ecstasy. As the elation wears off, she lies next to you. Too exhausted to do anything else, you simply hold her in your embrace. In that moment, there is no family squabbles, no Nazis, no war. Just you and her, watching the sky turn pink with the setting sun.

You dream of the beautiful face you have found in this place. So soft and sweet.
One day you will both die and your ashes will fly from an aeroplane over the sea. But for now you are young and all you want is lay in the sun, and count every beautiful thing you can see. Love to be in the arms of all you’re keeping here with you.
What a beautiful dream that could flash on the screen in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, you awaken from your slumber to the sound of a bloodcurdling scream. You open your eyes to darkness, it takes a split second for your vision to readjust. You feel lonely and cold. Another shriek knocks you back into reality. Anne sitting next to you, clutching her belly, face contorted from pain. A foul smelling fluid lies pooled on the floor around her mid-section. Your hot dirty fuckfest has brought on labor. she cries your name, begging for help, begging for you. The noise. She’s louder than a line of Louisiana Tigers giving the Rebel Yell right now. You raise your finger to your lips to tell her to be quiet. But the agony is too much for her to bear. You’ve got to do something or else it will awaken the entire neighborhood and with it, the Nazis. Suddenly you remember the bulge in your pants. You’ve got morning wood. It’s not the best gag, but it will have to do. You stand up, squat like a slav, using her belly as an impromptu stool, grab your still cum-crusted cock, and shove it right inside her mouth. At first, she tries to scream even louder in surprise, but your circumcised 100% Kosher dong blocks her windpipe, reducing her screams to a barely audible gurgle.

Suffering from unbearable pain, she bites down on her your meat with each contraction. Now you’e in pain too. With each contraction, she bites down harder, it feels like she’s gonna tear your cock right off. Eventually, the pain subsides for her and she doesn’t bite down as much. Now it seems almost as if she’s starting to enjoy it. You can feel your child kick on your testicles. Clearly it’s excited too. Suddenly, your cock starts to shake like a V-2 again, you pull it out of her mouth just in time. You bust your steaming hot and sticky load, blanketing her like an incendiary carpetbombing of Dresden. Semen stains her mountaintops (all three of them), along with her hair and most of her face. She quietly giggles from the ironic amusement of it all. You giggle too.

Then a look of sharp pain shoot across her face. She’s having your baby. You wish you could bear all the pain for her, but all you can do is sit and watch. You look down at her vulva, still oozing with cum from that great fucking you gave her a few hours ago. You can see a head of black hair poking out. You fear that she’s gonna start screaming again, much to your relief, it seems that she’s gotten better control of the pain, thanks to you. She begins to softly moan, it seems as if instead of experiencing excruciating agony, she’s experiencing an orgasm. You can’t help but grin as she keeps pushing. As more of the head becomes visible, her moaning intensifies. Finally a small head emerges from her vagina. You can see a face wrapped in an umbilical cord. A small pair of hands grab the head, she weakly tries to pull the head out. You put your hands around the head and begin to help her pull. Desperately, she goes into the next contraction with all of her energy, and pushed with everything inside of her. She feels everything. She feels shoulders and hips and feet all slide down inside of her and pop out in one long push, with a rush of fluid behind it, and it feels amazing. She throws her head back with a rip-roaring orgasm that penetrates the very heart of her soul.
You look at the newborn now lying on the floor and see that it is a boy. You have a son. Perfect, perfect in every way. He begins to stir and you realize he’s about to cry. After all that’s happened, you don’t to given away to the Germans from the wails of a newborn.

You gently lift him up and place him on Anne’s semen stained mountaintops. The baby quickly finds the breast is soon sucking happily. Semen, blood, amniotic fluid, breastmilk all mix and fill the air with a strange scent that while repulsive, is also extremely arousing. You can’t resist the urge anymore. Your mouth land on top of Anne’s opposite breast, sucking first your own cum, but then her tasty milk. You look into her eyes, she’s somewhat annoyed, but too exhaust to really care. A gust of wind coming from a hole in the wall blows through, cooling both of your sweat-drenched bodies, but also disturbing the little one. You’re afraid he’ll start shivering. You look around the dusty attic for something to keep the baby warm. You settle on Anne’s fur winter jacket, having sat unused for the past two years. You know Anne will definitely not be happy that you ruined her favorite coat, but it’s for the best. She hasn’t been able to fit in it for the past nine months anyway. You carefully wrap your little one in the coat and hand him to an exhausted Anne, she continues to quietly feed him. You notice the dead silence for the first time, not even the other occupants of the Annex, mere feet away in the next room, were roused. You feel a sense of relief. You’re safe, for the moment at least. Eventually you curl up next to her quietly and begin to doze off. Your secret sleeps in winter clothes. Tomorrow, you can find a way to explain the night’s events to your parents and hope they don’t kill each other. You can somehow find a way to get your little bundle of joy to safety. But tonight, you just rest, your first night as a family.

>The only other breed of people I've met with that sort of moral courage to not only risk their lives, but take up arms to defend the honor and life of a child are deeply religious Southerners (the Stonewall Jackson kind).

Hell yes, southerners can be crazy protective. Its part of our southern hospitality thing. If someone is in your house, as an invited guest, you are responsible for them. Protection, wellfare, doesnt matter.

If someone treats you kindly, you return their generosity until they do something to earn your distrust or dislike. For example, when i was about 13 or 14, my neighbor's house was broken into and the burgaler tried blowing off the locks with a shotgun. Long story short they got inside to face my neighbor locked in his bedroom with his family and one way in or out, the cops called, and a minute man militia of about 4 neighbors counting my dad, who also had guns waiting outside.

This kind of camaraderie is so lost in todays world,its not you and yours, or ours, its just me and mine. Fuck this gay earth for that change in society.

Baptist

>based off every experience I've ever had with them, if Anne Frank had knocked on the door of a Mormon, crying that the Germans were after her and begging for help. I have zero doubt that they would not only take her in as one of their own, but would draw the sword in her defense as well. The only other breed of people I've met with that sort of moral courage to not only risk their lives, but take up arms to defend the honor and life of a child are deeply religious Southerners (the Stonewall Jackson kind).

Also this^^^

The Church I attended as a child had the saber and uniform of the Confederate soldier who founded our congregation (he converted during the 1863 revivals which Stonewall Jackson himself supposedly led) and a replica of his unit's flag in a display case.

We actually wound up getting into a discussion Anne Frank, Rutka Laskier (this was right around when her diary was published in 2007), among other notable genocide victims while reading about the Good Samaritan and our preacher asked what would we do if one of them knocked on the door and asked for asylum. To which another member of the congregation rose and replied he would don that grey uniform, unsheathe the sword, take the flag, walk outside to confront the Germans, warn them off, and if they refused, would drive that saber through of the first of them who tried to lay hands on her because she was a child of God and it was his duty to protect all of God's children.

Very moving experience, part of the reason I stayed religious even into adulthood.

I fucking knew it was only gonna be a matter of time before someone posted that shit.

t. see filename

Check'd

Margot can tag along, but we'll have to leave Jeff behind with the rest because the time machine only takes two.

I'm sure Jeff will be just fine though...

bitchy jesuit trap