Head to your locker
From Create Your Own Story
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You decide to go to the locker room to put your stuff away, since you’re probably not going to pay attention to class anyway. Bedsides, there’s bound to be cute girls in there, and it’ll give you an excuse to see them naked. After much deliberation between the board, it was decided that your official locker would be in the girls’ room, much to the girls’ dismay, but you could use the boys’ if you so choose.
After a bombardment of disgusted looks and gossipy whispers, you do make it to your locker. A few girls who catch your eye are a blonde cheerleader, who doesn’t want anything to do with you, a mousy brunette, who doesn’t seem to have noticed you yet, and the girl you didn’t see when you came in, who is standing next to you waiting for you to acknowledge her. It’s a little creepy, but you close the locker door and look her over. You’ve seen her stare at you before, but it’s not like the others: she always looks at you a creepy, almost yandere-like desire, but too much awkwardness to actually talk to you. Otherwise, she’s a fairly normal, redhead, apart from the big spectacles. To your suprise, however, she speaks first.
“Excuse me?” she squeezes out, shyly. “Hi, I’m...Linda...L-Linda Hornbeck. I-I wanted to say hi and...and....I don’t look at you like they do.”
“I’ve noticed.”
Suddenly her face looks less like a light bulb, in coloration,and more like a tomato, as she blushes intensely.
“Oh...well, uh...I j-just...wanted...t-to ask if you’d...maybe...”
“Spit it out.”
“Well, you see...I understand your a hermaphrodite.”
You nod, not sure where she’s going.
“Well, you see. I...I have...a...a uh...”
She pauses.
“A fetish.”
Your eyes wide.
“I know, it’s really creepy, but I don’t know how else to say it. Ever since I saw you, it almost feels like we were made to be together.”
Well, this took an interesting turn.
“So, I figured, since we’re both age of concent, I figured I’d ask now, but if you don’t want to I suppose it’s fine, I’ll just cry myself...”
She just keeps going. You don’t know if she’ll have enough air to keep herself awake, and you’re not sure if she’s really who you want to have sex with. Of course, you’re also not sure if anyone else will want you either.
- Take Linda
- Try the blonde cheerleader
- Try the mousy brunette
- Take a shower, and check out who else is
- Try your luck in the boys’ locker room
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| Ghetto Shemale |
