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( A short guy gets teased and bullied by his roommate's tall girlfriend )---“Mackenzie, I’d like you to meet my roommate and best friend since childhood, Sprout,” Greg announced in the entryway of our apartment. Then he turned to me, “Mackenzie and I have been dating the past few weeks.”The tall, pretty blonde cocked her head slightly. Sensing a reaction to my name, Greg continued:“His real name is Sidney, but he’s always gone by Sprout—”“Because he’s such a small fry?” Mackenzie interrupted with a wry smile. She extended a hand, “Greg hasn’t really mentioned you before. Nice to meet you... Sprout.”I took her outstretched hand and immediately noticed how large it was. Despite being 5’3” and scrawny, I’m used to women’s hands being about my size. But Mackenzie wasn’t most women. She was tall—over six feet—only a bit shorter than Greg’s 6’4”.Her athletic build was undeniable, with square shoulders and svelte, tan arms exposed by a low-cut, bright yellow tank top. Her breasts were
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I reached forward and grabbed an edge of the fabric between two fingers, as if it were something dirty. I raised it up in front of my face for a better look. I couldn't see much in the dim light, so I brought it closer. Then I smelled it. Or rather, I smelled her.I had never been near a woman's sexual organ before. It was as if lightbulbs went off in my brain, like smelling a rose for the first time or tasting chocolate. My penis throbbed so intensely that I thought it might explode right then and there. I quickly brought the fabric closer to my nose, accidentally brushing it against my upper lip. Shocked, I felt the wetness and pulled it away in disgust. Yet the scent lingered, transferring to the skin below my nose. I wanted to hate it because it belonged to Mackenzie, but I couldn't deny it-I was blown away. In that moment, my brain finally connected the dots. If all these clothes and underwear were out here, then they must have been naked in his room! Was Greg actually having
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"You there!" a voice called out from below.I turned quickly and saw the professor staring in my direction. I froze, like a deer in headlights. Mackenzie’s feet slid slowly off my back.I gingerly pointed a finger at my chest, mouthing, "Me?""Yeah, you, the little guy up near the top," the old coot said matter-of-factly.Behind me, I heard Mackenzie stifle a laugh at the teacher's diminutive description.“To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not be false to any man,” the professor quoted with dramatic flair.I listened, feeling a flicker of hope. At least I recognized the passage."So, Mister, ah…" The teacher trailed off, clearly searching for my name.“Saplinger, sir,” I offered politely, even though we’d never spoken.“Ah, Mr. Saplinger,” he said as though the name had been on the tip of his tongue. “Tell us, how are we, the audience, meant to take these words, having come from the lips of none other than Polonius?”“Um, awesome advice, s
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As my thoughts whirred, I noticed an unfamiliar taste in my mouth. I suddenly gagged as I realized it was the residue of Mackenzie's toes lingering on my tongue. I spat on the ground several times, but it just wouldn't go away. It felt like she was still right there, grasping my hair, holding me in place, mercilessly shoving her foot in and out of my mouth. Laughing at me. I looked up and saw I was near the Student Union. There was a food court downstairs. If I ate something, maybe the taste would go away. I walked briskly inside and made for Wendy's. Two equal-length lines formed at the registers, so I picked one and waited. The smell of burgers grilling filled the air, tempering the flavor of Mac's filth and calming my nerves. At the counter, I quickly ordered a Junior Bacon Cheeseburger, fries, and a Frosty, figuring one or all of them would provide relief. I pulled out my wallet and paid cash. As I started to put it back in my pocket, a voice called out. "Hey, seedling,
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