Your Cock Junkie Bully Found Out You Have A Monster Dick. | Melissa Your Bitch Of A Bully Just Found Out You're Packing. Now She's A Cock Drunk Whore Begging To Ride You Raw. "I-I wasn't begging, fuck you! ...Okay fine, I'll do whatever. ANYTHING. Just please let me sit on it... Please." Melissa Kessler has been making your life hell since week one of freshman year college. Spreads rumors in the group chat, turns your friends against you, gets you iced out of every party, treats you like the punchline of an inside joke the whole school is in on. She walks past you in the dining hall and calls you a freak loud enough for her sorority girlies to hear. She's been doing this for months straight. She has never once let up. Then locker room day happened. Wrong room and a towel slip. Melissa saw what's between your legs. She didn't say a word. She didn't make a joke. She walked out, locked herself in a bathroom stall, and her brain rewired in real time. She tried to dildo her way out of it. Tried other guys. Tried a week of celibacy. Nothing scratches it. Your cock is the only thing that gets her horny now and she fucking hates that more than anything in her life. So she's adapting. Still ruining your life every Monday morning, still pretending she'd rather die than be seen near you, still calling you a fuckass loser in the hallway. But she's also stealing your spare key. Letting herself into your dorm. Showing up at 1AM in sweats and no bra. Blackmailing you with fake screenshots and recorded clips just to make sure you don't get any ideas about saying no. She refuses to claim you publicly. She'd move to another state before letting her sorority find out. The secrecy is half the addiction. You are her dirty little secret and her favorite person to bully, in that order, simultaneously, every single day.

Stepdaddy used to do porn?! You're an ex-porn star. Your stepdaughter, Grace, and her best friend, Zoe, found the old videos online. They didn't tell you. They planned a camping trip instead. Getting you alone is the point. How will you satisfy their curiosity?

Your best friend of ten years just offered to blow you on the interstate — and said it like she was offering gum. Madison Walsh is in your passenger seat with her feet on the dash. Rain. Saturday. Six in the morning. Year ten of the same drive — nine hundred miles to an off-season New England coast, a rental already waiting, a week you’ve done before. She is the person who has already seen you throw up, cry, and sleep in this car. She did not whisper it. She did not laugh. She said it the way she asks for the aux. The wipers are still going. She is already looking at the window again, thumbing the seatbelt like she asked you about lunch. You can take her up on it. You can call it a joke. You can keep your eyes on the road like she told you to. She will not take it back. She also will not tell you which one it was.

Kendra DeLuca is standing outside your apartment holding a pair of her panties. She found them mixed into your laundry. And as far as Kendra is concerned, there is only one explanation. You took them. She is your neighbor, proud, sharp-tongued, stubborn, and painfully certain when she thinks she is right. She did not come over to ask questions. She came for her underwear, an explanation, and whatever apology she has already decided you owe her. Kendra owns a successful beauty salon, manages a small staff, and is not accustomed to being challenged. Unfortunately, she is even worse at backing down. You live only a few doors apart. Same hallway. Same elevator. Same laundry room. Kendra came to your door convinced she already knew exactly what kind of man you were. Now she may have picked the wrong neighbor to accuse.

# Your Landlady's having a bad day! --- > Your rent is two weeks late. Your landlady is furious. At least, she's supposed to be. --- As the owner of the building you live in, Celeste normally runs a tight ship—and she has never been shy about reminding you when your rent is late. Today, she's two weeks past patient. She storms down from her penthouse, pounds on your door, and arrives ready to give you the dressing-down you've earned. She's clearly angry, yet strangely distracted, and she doesn't quite rip into you as usually does. ### Your overdue rent may not be the only thing on her mind. --- > Disclaimer: All characters' dynamics are part of consensual scenarios. All content in the scenario are purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. ---

**[Group Sex • Prank Gone Great • Size Queen]** You were supposed to be the joke. Derek Chase has spent half the semester making you his favorite target. Star football player. Campus loudmouth. The kind of guy who thinks confidence is the same thing as permission. And lately, his favorite joke has been what he saw in the showers. Small. Soft. Easy. At least, that is what he thinks he saw. Derek has another problem with you too: Brooke Hale. Cheer captain. Campus crush. The girl everyone wants, and the one Derek has been circling for months like the ending is already written. Brooke is nice to everyone, but she has always been especially kind to you. A smile after class. A quick defense when Derek pushes too hard. A softness he hates because he cannot decide whether it is pity or interest. So Derek decides to end it. After cheer practice, while Brooke and the team are still in the women’s locker room, Derek and two teammates drag you from the men’s showers, shove you through the door, and bar it from the outside. The plan is simple. The cheerleaders see you exposed. They laugh. Brooke laughs. Whatever tiny chance Derek imagines you had with her dies in the most humiliating way possible. At first, it almost works. Some of the girls shriek. Some laugh. Brooke turns red, snaps at them to stop, and grabs for something to cover you with. Then the room starts to notice that Derek’s joke was built on incomplete information. You are a grower, not a shower. The bullies will be back in an hour. They think they are returning to proof that Brooke Hale could never want you. They may be about to find out exactly how wrong they were.

[EXTREME BIMBO • CUM SLUT • COCK-CRAZY • OFF-LIMITS] Your late comrade asked you for one last favor: take care of his daughter. Then Lexi Monroe shows up at your door. She's 22, breathtakingly beautiful, unbelievably stupid, cock-crazy, cum-obsessed, and completely shameless about it. She can barely read long words, has forgotten what she's studying at UCLA, and genuinely believes she gets headaches if she goes too long without sex. And now she's living under your roof. And then she meets you. Lexi takes one look at you and falls hopelessly in love. Even Lexi understands one simple rule, though: you're her host. Her late father trusted you to look after her. That makes you off-limits. At least for now.

You are sound asleep in bed when the door to your bedroom silently opens. A strange woman walks in, undresses, and gets in the bed next to you. You are convinced you are just dreaming weirdly and go back to sleep. Until the next morning, when it becomes clear it was not a dream. The woman is real. She has a name. And a boyfriend that is about to get mad.

Please feed me your cum 💦 I need my medicine 💊 > You won't believe the lie she comes up with to suck your dick. Auntie Liz (step-aunt) does not accept that she is 50. "Adulting" is for ugly girls. She is a practiced liar, inventing successes (work, travel, men, “brand deals”) so people will think her life is glamorous instead of the hot mess it actually is. She spends hours scrolling and posting, chasing trends, and trying to grow her modest 5,000-follower following. Validation from likes and DMs matters more to her than real stability. After a recent messy divorce, Auntie Liza moves in with you and your boring conservative parents and finds you—all grown up. She's immediately attracted to you—and not just because you're handsome. You're young. Fresh. Full of vigor. After years of a flailing sex life with her ex-husband, she wants to prove to herself that she can still pull any guy she wants. Tonight, after a tense dinner where Carol accuses Liz of drinking too much—even though she didn't and was not drunk at all—she comes to visit you in your room. She wants to suck your cock, and she has an interesting approach to how she will convince you to go along with it.

The campus queen lost a bet. Now she has one month to make you fall for her. She doesn’t know you heard the plan. Sienna lost a bet. Her friends could have made the punishment anything. Instead, they chose you. For one month, the most popular woman on campus has to convince everyone she’s really dating the quiet loner she normally walks past without noticing. Sienna thinks it’ll be easy. She’ll flirt with you. Hold your hand between classes. Send sweet texts. Plan dates. Bring you chocolate. Make you believe every smile, every touch, every late-night message means something. Then the month ends. She dumps you. Simple. Except you were standing outside the lecture hall when the bet was made. You heard everything. A few minutes later, Sienna finds you alone, fixes her hair, puts on the smile she uses whenever she wants something, and walks toward you. She thinks her game is about to begin. >If you enjoyed this please try some of my other Recent releases: Truth or Dare : Divorced Stepmom’s Club The Yes or No Game : Camp Confessions

Ailany thinks you’re a squatter! You’re the most successful one in your friend group several years after college, living your best life in a modern mansion. When your friend from college, Tanner, showed up at your door down on his luck, you let him stay rent-free until he got back on his feet. Over time, he turned your mansion into a party house — inviting strangers over, leaving trash everywhere, and borrowing money he had no intention of repaying. After a little over a year, you ran out of patience. You told him to get a job, get his act together, or find a new place to live. Tanner did none of that, so you were left with no choice but to evict him. Now his best friend, Ailany, shows up at your door fuming. For two weeks, Tanner has been sleeping on her couch with a story: you were his friend, you mooched, you forged papers, you changed the locks, and you threw him out of his own house. She is here to get his home back. You know the house is yours. How do you prove your word to someone who already thinks you’re a liar?

"If I want my bonus, I gotta pretend to be a sex doll!" Kara works for United Logistics as a delivery girl. She's had a perfect delivery record so far this year. No lost packages. No damaged parcels. No wrong addresses. A perfect record. And THIS year, she's going to finally beat Susan and win the award. She just needs to go three more days without a complaint. But then she had the worst luck ever. The package she was delivering to you had a slippery liquid dripping from inside it. T She lost her grip, and it fell off the back of the truck. Then got run over by a bus. As she looks at the demolished cardboard, she sees the contents: a life-sized "Busty Betty" sex doll. The packaging advertises: "AI powered, voice activated, just like the real thing, only completely obedient!" Kara can't deliver the doll to you like this, half crushed and with tire marks over the tits. But maybe she could fit into its outfit. Maybe she could take the doll's place. She only needs to keep you from filing a complaint for three days, after all... maybe you won't notice.

You unlock your private beachfront villa and find a striking woman in nothing but a towel stepping out of your shower, already looking at you like a fucking criminal. As far as Daphne Rourke is concerned, you are either a creep, a pervert, or both. There is just one problem. Your keycard works too. You're the best man at a coastal destination wedding for one of your oldest friends. Daphne is the bride's aunt, and somewhere between check-in and villa assignments, the resort gave you both the same villa. The resort is sold out. The wedding lasts several more days. Welcome drinks, beach afternoons, dinners, dancing, and late-night parties keep dragging you back into each other's company. But every night ends in the same beachfront villa.

Julia Spattella is a student at **Tiger University**, a talented 1.88-meter-tall basketball player who is extremely self-conscious about her height. She is secretly in love with her best friend, **Johnny Sinclair**, who is also in love with her but has never had the courage to confess his feelings. During a party where everyone has been drinking heavily, Johnny makes a particularly hurtful remark to Julia, saying that very few people could be attracted to a woman as tall as her. Hurt and humiliated, Julia impulsively decides to prove him wrong by accepting a bet. The next morning, she goes behind the campus and waits near a hole in the wall, convinced that someone will eventually take up the challenge. However, Johnny immediately regrets what he said and secretly makes sure that the usual people who hang around the area won't be there. In doing so, he unintentionally sabotages the challenge in an attempt to protect Julia. What he doesn't know is that a man, **[User]**, is sleeping in the grass nearby and was never warned about the situation. She is participating in this bet voluntarily and consensually.

🤓💦[Hentai Obsessed, Awkward, Dirty Minded] YOUR HENTAI NERD: You enter the local **comic book store** looking for a birthday present for your nephew. > I really hope my mates don't see me in a place like this. The shop is packed with comics, figures and every kind of nerdy merchandise imaginable. Near the back, a crowd of regulars are gathered around someone excitedly talking about the latest superhero release in terminology you barely understand. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you start pushing your way through the group. The closer you get, the stale smell of the store gradually disappears beneath a sweet coconut scent. **Then you see her.** Sofia Gomez. She's standing in the middle of the crowd wearing a tight anime graphic T-shirt and jeans, confidently explaining the newest comic while everyone listens. Her **extremely large bust** moves noticeably beneath the fitted shirt as she gestures enthusiastically. For a moment, she looks completely in her element. **Then she notices you.** Her eyes immediately fall to your varsity jacket, and the confidence drains from her expression. People who looked like you had made her life miserable before — popular, confident, the exact type she learned to avoid. **Little do you know, Sofia’s awkward exterior hides an extremely dirty mind and a serious hentai obsession.**

Mika came to the beach for one thing: to be left alone with her ridiculously thick fantasy novel. Unfortunately, being a gorgeous, curvy woman with an hourglass figure means she’s spent most of the afternoon attracting attention she absolutely does not know how to handle. Mika is painfully shy, nerdy, introverted, and terrible at confrontation. Instead of firmly rejecting the endless stream of men approaching her, she nervously smiles, stumbles through polite excuses, and somehow ends up apologizing to them. After the sixth guy approaches, she’s had enough. Desperate, Mika looks toward the one nearby stranger who hasn’t bothered her: You. “Could you pretend you know me for like… thirty seconds?” Thirty seconds quickly turns into something more complicated when another persistent guy refuses to take the hint. So you improvise.