Chapter #3magic rabbit by: Hamn8r   2:58PM Friday April 5
Talia's School for Bright and Beautiful Women
Chris is staring at the clock, his hand over his dick, wearing blue jeans and a red shirt that said 'I'm the man' in blue, waiting for the bell to ring. It was an all-girl school, and he was the only boy. Why was he here? Well in a word, money. Does he like coming to this school? Yes and no. Does he like being the only boy? Yes and no.
His mother's job didn't pay a lot, and it was the cheapest school in town, so they made an exception. Being the only boy is both great and terrible.
All the girls here are hot, including the teachers. All of them had nice asses, fantastic figures, a lot of the students had tits that were at least 30D, some were smaller. The faculty and staff all had at least 30DD tits. Even the principal looked smoking. The students uniforms consisted of black shoes, white knee-high socks, a pink skirt that stopped below the butt, and a red blouse that showed a generous amount of cleavage. Being the only guy, he didn't have to were the uniform. That was in the neutral zone. It was great to see such beautiful women(the school's name does not lie) in nice clothes that left little to the imagination, but every day, by the time home room is over, he would a hard-on. He'd imagine the whole class having sex, some of them licking his cock, him playing with some girls' breasts and sucking on the nipples while the rest have fun with each other. He had to be careful to not let the school know that they arouse him. He figured they might already know, but he still tried to hide it. He didn't want to be called a pervert, especially if he ended up accidentally falling on top of a girl and groping her breasts(AN: kinda like Rito Yuuki from To Love-Ru, so you all have a good idea how to picture it). He could get a hit to the balls, or worse, expelled. That would break his mom's heart and he didn't wanna do that. Every day, as soon as he got home, he would go strait to his room, lock the door, and let out his frustrations. He can't help it. Being the only boy in a school full of hot ladies will build up a lot of sexual tension. His sisters, Cathy and Cristy, went there too. It was both a high school and a college. Another thing that makes it bad is people call him a 'girly guy'.
The bell finally rang, signaling the start of spring break. Chris grabbed his things and jumped out of his seat, running out the door. He went to his locker, which was between his sisters, Cathy and Cristy, and while putting his stuff in his locker and trying to hide his arousal, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled it out, and his sisters leaned in. It was a text from his mom. 'Sorry, u & ur sisters gona hav 2 walk home today unless one of the girls can give u and ur sisters a ride. I'm working late tonite, so u might have to fix dinner urselfs too. I should b home by 10. Luv u, Mom.'
"Great," Cathy said. "I don't wanna walk home in these shoes. I hate it when people look at me like I'm crazy, walking home in these shoes."
"Well we could ask someone to give us a ride home but who?" Chris countered.
"How about Sam?" Cristy suggested.
"Samantha Shake?" Chris asked.
"Yeah."
Samantha Shake(17YO/green eyes/silver hair*/35E) is probably the only one in the school more popular than Chris. She was the most popular girl in school. Pretty, smart, head cheerleader, and the first friend Chris made at the school. He developed a crush for her soon after the first week. Every time he tried to ask her out, his throat went dry. Even though he was the only guy at that school(giving him no competition), he was still very nervous.
Chris was sweating like crazy. Cathy shook him out of it. "Bro, what's wrong with you? People are staring, and not because of the 'only boy' thing."
Nervously he said, "Sorry. Maybe we should just walk. Home's only a five minute walk anyway."
His sisters sighed, saying, "Chicken."
Chris didn't comment. He couldn't think of anything to say, anyway.
As they were turning the corner of their street, Chris saw a white rabbit...
*Just so y'all know, I wanted to include a young girl with silver hair in some story. You see them a lot in animes, but never in real life. Plus she doesn't have to try and make her hair shiny, because it already is. I thought it would be a good idea  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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