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I was dating a chick I was only moderately into a few years back. It was one of those 'Eh, you're not so special but I'll hang out with you and fuck you from time to time and see where this goes' deals. This was at the point in our 'relationship' where I was pretty certain I couldn't stand being around her and I needed to find a way out fast.
She had some dinner party with all of these awful (i.e. bland, devoid of personality) people that I came to. She offered me some... kind of food? I don't remember what it was, but it was very heavy in cheese and cream. I had already eaten dinner prior and was pretty fucking full. The instant I put it in my mouth it occurred to me that the food tasted like a vagina. Now, don't get me wrong, I like eating pussy. But this was one of those 'I haven't showered in three days, I'm on my period, and I just came back from a run' vaginas. Which, mind you, I've happily tolerated before, on the right person. But this was in food form and given to me by the wrong person.
It was one of those deals where merely having my saliva interact with it made me want to hurl. I tried chewing it a few times and had to close my eyes, I was so vividly nauseous. I tried to be way more polite than I should have and held it in my mouth for about four minutes. Eventually I found an unpopulated corner and spit it out into a napkin. I tossed the rest of my serving in the trash, which the chick later found and called me out on. I don't remember what my bullshit excuse was. But at that point I didn't care as I barely even had interest in fucking her anymore. And she wasn't even a cool person. In retrospect I should have let things crash and burn.
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