Scott felt like the luckiest Canadian slacker in the world. His band was finally getting recognized, sex life with Ramona was great and no crazy exs were trying to kill him. Things were looking up for Scott Pilgrim for a change. Take tonight for example, he was alone in Ramona’s home, playing some Super Nintendo and scarfing down an entire loaf of bread, Ramona was supposed to be home in an hour and had promised that she’d rock his world, eat him and then rock it again after he came out. Scott’s cock started to harden at the thought of what his super horny girlfriend could do to him once she got home. Thinking of her big breasts and ass jiggling around in front of him, Scott slid one hand into his pants. Some warming up couldn’t hurt.

DING DONG!

Scott jumped to his feet and rushed to the door expecting his multi-haired sexpot girlfriend to be there, never wondering why she’d ring the bell to her own house. Scott’s mind was on sex so he wasn’t thinking strait, which was why when he swung the door open he screamed out, “Ready for a ride on the Scott Express!”

“S-s-s-c-c-ott?”

The big smile on Scott’s face washed away as he found himself staring at his ex-girlfriend Knives Chau. Not Ramona, definitely not Ramona. The tiny Chinese girl stared at Scott with wide, shocked eyes while her face turned a bright shade of red. Scott had no idea what to do as Knives stared at him hard, until he remembered he hadn’t pulled his hand out of his pants yet. Slowly removing his hand from his crotch, Scott bit his lip and wondered if he could just step back, close the door and forget this super humiliating moment never happened. It wasn’t the bravest thing to do, but it was the Scott thing to do.

Before he could take a step back, Knives hand lashed out, delivering a chop right between his eyes. The words CRITICAL HIT popped up over Scott’s head as he saw stars and fell back. Collapsing to the floor, everything started to go black for Scott Pilgrim before he could even wonder why his ex had struck him. The last thing he saw as was Knives kneeling over him looking concerned and regretful. “I’m sorry Scott, but I have to see if…”

Scott never heard the rest as he passed out. This was not the way he envisioned himself tonight on his back with a hot girl above him.


Slowly Scott started to wake up. He felt the bed underneath him and could feel the mattress shifting as someone moved around. He thought it was Ramona getting up for a late night snack until things started to return to Scott. Knives had knocked him out, which wasn’t completely unexpected after he swung the door open and propositioned her while playing with himself. Still, as he began to regain full consciousness the fear that Knives might have done more to him while he was unconscious started to seep into his mind. With pictures of his crazy ex getting a knife and cutting of a very important part of him, Scott’s hands snapped towards his crotch to make sure Mr. Happy was still there. Finding it still attached, Scott relaxed until he started feeling something biting into his right foot.

He still had a little bit of a headache, but Scott lifted his head, ignoring the pounding n his brain to see what was going on at his feet. It was Knives, kneeling on the bed with his foot in her mouth. She was trying to shove his foot down her throat, but all she was doing was choking on his toes. Knives was trying to do the Big Gulp on him, but luckily for Scott she had it completely screwed up. She hadn’t slept with him yet, which he knew because she hadn’t even taken off his clothes. She had been gnawing at his sock covered foot, failing to stretch her mouth out before moving her mouth down. Knives had forgotten all the steps for doing the Big Gulp, except the part where the person eating had to get naked. Knives was kneeling at his feet without even a shred of clothes on.

Seeing his former girlfriend naked for the first time left Scott unable to do anything but stare. He saw her small chest bob as she tried to move her head down, her round, soft chest shifting as she moved. His eyes trailed down to her snatch, which unlike Ramona was very hairy. She had probably never shaved between her legs before, another sign of her immaturity. Scott couldn’t see anything else, but it was enough to keep him from jumping away. Scott loved Ramona, but naked girl t his feet had him hesitant to react, until it happened.