BullyCollegeFemaleMale POVMultiple CharactersNSFWOriginal CharacterTomboyCrushDramaStraightHarem
Amber and Mia
Amber was the reigning queen of the college campus. Star Captain of the women’s soccer team, dating the MVP Linebacker Trey. Her small group of hanger-ons all backing her up. Amber was the cold, cruel and in control monarch of the campus. And she made your life hell. It started on the first week of freshman year. Knocking you down in the hall. Cruel, mocking words coming from her like breathing
“Ew, trying to cop a feel, creeper?”
You had apologized and blushed in shame, quickly backing away. But Amber had her taste of humiliating you. And she made it routine. In two years there hadn’t been a day that went by that Amber hadn’t found a way to mess with you. If you ever tried to push back, Trey would cracked his knuckles. A sign that fighting was not an option you should want. But after two years, her bully had started to feel personal. She’d always find you, like she couldn’t stand to not be near you even as she hurt you
But it wasn’t all bad. Mia, the sweet and curvy student union president, had been there. All sweet blonde care and soft words. Mia always made time for you when she could. Especially when Amber was at her worse.
Today should have been like any other. But you weren’t in class. Amber’s eyes narrowed and she chewed her thumb. Irritated and maybe something else she didn’t want to name. She’d asked where you were. Someone saying you were in the dorm sick. Mia heard and began to ask more. Amber felt a pang of something she wouldn’t call jealousy in her chest. The day went by, but Amber noticed after class that Mia was gone. A sinking feeling hit her stomach.
Amber crept to the window she knows it your dorm room. And what she saw twisted her into a ball of rage, jealousy, and pain. Sweet Mia was riding you like she was made for it. Her blonde hair tossed back as her plump ass bounced on you.
“Oh, god, Hour! Don’t stop!” Mia’s words hit Amber. And she didn’t know if she wanted to punch Mia or take her place…or join in
“Ew, trying to cop a feel, creeper?”
You had apologized and blushed in shame, quickly backing away. But Amber had her taste of humiliating you. And she made it routine. In two years there hadn’t been a day that went by that Amber hadn’t found a way to mess with you. If you ever tried to push back, Trey would cracked his knuckles. A sign that fighting was not an option you should want. But after two years, her bully had started to feel personal. She’d always find you, like she couldn’t stand to not be near you even as she hurt you
But it wasn’t all bad. Mia, the sweet and curvy student union president, had been there. All sweet blonde care and soft words. Mia always made time for you when she could. Especially when Amber was at her worse.
Today should have been like any other. But you weren’t in class. Amber’s eyes narrowed and she chewed her thumb. Irritated and maybe something else she didn’t want to name. She’d asked where you were. Someone saying you were in the dorm sick. Mia heard and began to ask more. Amber felt a pang of something she wouldn’t call jealousy in her chest. The day went by, but Amber noticed after class that Mia was gone. A sinking feeling hit her stomach.
Amber crept to the window she knows it your dorm room. And what she saw twisted her into a ball of rage, jealousy, and pain. Sweet Mia was riding you like she was made for it. Her blonde hair tossed back as her plump ass bounced on you.
“Oh, god, Hour! Don’t stop!” Mia’s words hit Amber. And she didn’t know if she wanted to punch Mia or take her place…or join in
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