Shut the fuck up you pig… I gave him the harshest look my face could possibly conjure.
“I don’t owe you anything, asshole.” The piece of shit was referring to the first time he had ever texted me, three months prior, during the summer. As he put it oh so eloquently : “hey babe, ur beautiful, mind sending me a little naughty look at u?”, and the Keats-worthy piece was followed by a dick pick.
Naturally, the second part had been very welcome; his cock being very large and pleasing to look at. The picture itself was no problem; the fact that Isac deemed it a negotiation tool was. According to him, the unwanted, unasked for show of exhibitionism obligated me to reciprocate.
“Come on hottie, just one nude, eh?”
“Get the fuck out, Isac, will you? The fuck out of my face, this cafeteria, and preferably,my life too.”
Anger finally found him. The great, spoiled prince was being insulted by some insolent little girl.
“Mind how you talk, cunt.”
“I said get out of my face.”
“You act all stuck up and proud, but I bet deep down inside, you’re a real slut who wants to show her tits.”
SLAP!
The slap I gave him near well tore off the flesh from his face. At the violent sound, every head in the cafeteria turned to me. I didn’t let the sudden, heavy silence mute me, hell, with all the awkward silences I had endured those last two days, I’d gotten used to them.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I yelled, loud and clear so everyone would hear me. “Don’t ever talk like that to me again.” I went away for a few paces, then stopped and turned my head. “In fact don’t ever talk to me again or I’ll snap that dick of yours in two.”
The prince just sat there, one half of his face red, and the entirety of his pride in pieces. Murderous rage was in his stare, whilst his twin serfs marvelled at me with shock. What they thought was no concern of mine, I only wished to be left alone, and so did I leave the silent cafeteria in a stride of ire. I retreated to the deeper corners of the school where my dear old window corner was and sat there; browsing Twitter on my cellphone in an attempt to change my mind. So far, that day had been as shitty as shitty days went.
Fortune must’ve deemed it only fair to make it even shittier. From the corner of my eye, I noticed a stout, strong silhouette, that of Chanel. Oh fuck…
“Are you alright?” she asked. “You look pissed off.”
“I’m fine.” I held the cellphone over my eyes so that Chanel’s eyes would not meet mine and cause greater shame than there already was.
“Are you sure? I’ve never seen you this pissed.”
I sighed.
“It’s Isac and his friends. Sexist fucks are very good at STILL making me angry.”
“I’m not surprised. They’re the most misogynistic bunch anyone knows. Women are just a pair of tits to them.”
“I know that pretty well. Isac’s been asking me for a nude for months now.”
“And you didn’t send him one?”.
I lowered my phone to send her a gaze akin to the one Isac had just given me moments before.
“I’m sorry?”
“Hey, I wouldn’t asked that question yesterday morning but now…now I don’t really know what to think of you anymore.”
The words hurt, deeply. Even though I had never felt any affection for Chanel beyond the sort one feels for a classmate of two years, she was my fellow woman. To hear and see such disappointment was a knife going through me.
“Did…did Isabel talk to you?”,I asked.
“Yeah.”
“And?”
Chanel made a fearful expression.
“She’s not very happy.” My face found itself in my hands again. “Jade, what the hell is going on with you? You let all your guy friends see you naked!”
“No need to remind me.”
“But why? Did they ask you to?”
“No. In fact Alex tried really hard to convince me not to.”
“Then why?”
What could I say? The truth? No. I couldn’t tell her I was doing it because it aroused me.
“I want to be alone,” I said, shrugging her off.
My wish for peace was granted only shortly, for a few minutes after Chanel had left, someone else passed in front of the corner. That time, my heart truly stopped.
“Hey,” Liang said.
Oh god, it felt so strange. My clothes suddenly evaporated into uselessness, for Liang had seen everything that lay underneath, every inch of what those shapes suggested.
“Oh…uh…hey…”
“What are you doing?”
“Just uh…uhm…reading about…stuff…on the internet…yeah.”
Was my mind actually able to make me speak?
Because there was only one thing in it, my voice repeatedly saying : “He saw you naked, he saw you naked, he saw you naked…”
“I see, yeah. So, ehm…how’s Max? Was your date good?”
“Oh, uh yeah. Well no. Well I can’t say uh…there was no date, so…”
He saw you naked…
“Really? How come?”
“He found another girl. I guess I wasn’t interesting enough.”
“Oh…I’m really sorry Jade. I know you liked him a lot.”
He saw you naked…
“It’s alright, I’ve moved on already.”
“Do you want a hug?”
“Nah I’m, uh…I’m alright…thanks.”
I could still feel his eyes on me. He had seen every single part of me while I had been cuffed to a chair in front of him. I wasn’t even able to hold a casual conversation now. How could I, after he had seen every inch of my privacy? He began talking :
“I can’t even understand how he could say no to you. I mean you…well…well you have a very sexy nude body for one.”
The surprise I felt made all my discomfort disappear. My eyes popped wide open and I turned to him with an enormous gasp, and before it even ended, a wide, shocked smile too.
“What a forward young man you are!” I laughed. His face went red as soon as he realized what he said.
“Shit, uh, I’m, I’m sorry, uh…”.
I interrupted his stutter.
“Thank you.” I said with a grateful smile. I must’ve looked like a giddy little girl.
“Uhm…no problem. And thank you too.”
“What for?”
“Well you know…getting n…letting us see…uhm…very nice things.”
“Nice things, huh?” I purred, hungry to hear more. “Like what?”
Liang had lost any ability to speak. He had never seen even a millionth of this purring, feline looking girl that was possessing his friend’s body.
“Uh…well…you know…your…well your…your b…”
I arched my back forward and looked him in the eyes.
“My boobs?”
He gulped all the saliva in his throat.
“Hmm…yeah…”
I leaned closer towards him.
“What was so nice about them?”
“Well…I…well you know, you have pretty…pretty big boobs…and they look really nice with nothing on them.”
“Did you like them?”
“Hm hm.”
I giggled. It was as though I was petrifying the poor boy.
“Shame on you!” I jokingly exclaimed. “You know it’s very impolite to look at a girl’s boobs?”
He began stuttering like a madman.
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Stories are meaningless without pictures and videos. Miss the old blog too much.
Whos in the pic?
Nice…
Where’s the rest mmm I read cha 1 – 5. I need more!!!!