Tease Dennis
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He walks towards you.
"Hold up," you say. "Aren't you a little overdressed?"
Dennis smirks, then removes his duster and shirt. His confidence is flagging, but he reaches for you.
You back off and gesture towards your naked profile. "Fair is fair. Pants too."
His smirk vanishes - you see something settle behind his eyes that you don't like. He takes his pants off slowly and drops them carefully behind him. He reaches for your arm.
You pull away. "Everything." His eyebrows raise a bit.
"And let me wear your coat. I'm starting to get cold." Pushing it..
He laughs. "Walking around naked will tend to do that." He shrugs off his shorts. You notice he's not hard. "What's your name, anyway?"
You feel the strangest urge to lie to him. "It's Chris." You hold your hand out. "Now let me use your coat."
He hands you the duster, then seizes your arm and twists it behind your back. He laughs. "Time for a little fun." The pain from your arm causes you to lose your balance. His grip tightens and you both fall to the ground. His weight is on your side and he's grinding your face into the ground.
"Think you're going to mess with me, huh bitch?" He flips you over and straddles your stomach. "Like I'd fall for your shit after you did this?" He points at his bloodied nose. He seizes both your arms and spits on you.
"Oh we're gonna have some fun alright."
You let him vent for awhile. You put on a show. Wide eyes, the hint of a shudder...
He relaxes. Tells you all the horrible things he's going to do to you, half of which he's probably only read on the internet.
You are so much stronger than him. It's actually hard to remain convincing.
He's sliding himself up your stomach, placing his now hard dick between your breasts. The fool's got both his arms full holding mine... he doesn't know what to do.
He's running out of things to say as he looks on your naked chest. You heave it for him a few times to hold his interest.
-then you strike.
You plant your feet and flex your hips up. He slides just a bit further along your torso. Close enough.
You bend down, suck his cock into your mouth and bite with all your strength. He convulses and punches you in the head, but you ignore it - you're making sure he's upright with your arms.
You drop your hips and swing both legs up, wrapping your ankles in front of his neck. Then you slam them both down with all the strength your thighs can manage.
He pitches backward and his head hits the ground like an anvil. There's no scream. No groan of pain. Just a sick, wet thump and his body goes limp.
You get up. Dennis is unconscious and probably has some kind of skull fracture. Serves you fucking right, sicko.
You take the boy's duster, tee shirt and pants. His shirt is laughably tight on you - but you can manage. The pants are impossible. Built for someone with no curves at all.
You look over at poor Jamie. He's a battered wreck, but his pants are baggy enough for you to wear. You slip them on commando and leave the boy with his boxers. You turn him on his side and check his breathing. He's still out.
You dig through his bag. He's got a bag of pot and a homemade bong. There's some schoolwork and a cell phone.
You flip open the phone and dial 911. "Operator, I've just seen an assault. A dark haired, skinny boy was beating on this blonde kid with glasses. He looks really hurt."
You give the operator the location, then hang up. You toss the phone and the schoolwork towards Jamie.
Paramedics and/or cops will be here in minutes.
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