A Boring Meal Made Slightly More Interesting

Julia Sana looks around her, extremely confused by what just happened. It was her first day on campus as a Freshman, heading to the dining hall when some woman approached her out of nowhere. She seemed extremely distressed about something, telling her to run. Right when she got this piece of cardboard she disappeared though. Was she just imagining things? She had some amount of stress getting things together for moving into her dorm, but if she was hallucinating already she shuddered at what was going to happen when classes started. Her parents may think she's lazy for picking an art major, but she knew plenty well from the guidance of her older friends from High School that her art classes were going to eat up a ton of her time. Pushing the thoughts of her future stress aside, Julia looks down at that cardboard she was handed, with simple large marker writing in the middle.

$10 Blowjobs!

Why was she given this? Is this some kind of joke? Turning it over and inspecting it more, she sees a bit more writing on the other side.

Tired of giving blowjobs? Give the sign to another girl!

Was this like, some weird social experiment or art project? This was super strange, and she really hoped this wasn't a bad sign of what the school was like. This was one of her top picks for schools and a bunch of weird stuff happening all the time could ruin her time here. She just wanted to lay low, focus on her craft, and not get involved with the crazy side of things here. Julia hadn’t even been a party person, and this school being on the tame side for a university definitely helped her feel at home. Well, tame when you aren’t in a sorority, but that seemed like a constant from what she saw.

Deciding to throw out whatever this sign was supposed to be, Julia takes it with her into the dining hall. Holding it out in front of her, she's aware that this is probably a bad look. Hopefully no one gets the idea that the sign is a signal for them to harass her. Swiping her card at the entrance, the man behind the counter gives her an inquisitive look. Realizing how bad this looks with a blush, Julia hopes to clear up the confusion.

"Oh! This was just handed to me by someone outside. Not really sure why, I'm just going to throw it out in here."

"I see...Well, there's some dumpsters around the corner that way." Gesturing out the door she had come from, Julia thanks him for his help and continues inside to the dining hall.

Wait, shouldn't I be going to the dumpsters like he said? Why am I heading this way?

After walking a little further, confused as to why she wasn’t stopping, Julia decides that throwing out this sign probably wasn’t worth it’s own trip. Still, it was a bit embarrassing walking in the dining hall proudly displaying a $10 Blowjobs! sign in front of classmates. Again, this detail throws her off.

Why am I holding the sign like this? I should fold it up, hold it close to me, I don’t want any0ne getting the wrong idea about me the first day…

Yet again, to her frustration, Julia can’t will herself to put the sign away. Heating up in her face, all she can do is move the sign around in front of her. It won’t bend, she can’t hold it up against her chest. In desperation, she even stops and tries to bend it over her knee, yet at it’s there and ready to buckle, her arms simply…don’t move. Looking around her, Julia realizes she’s drawn even more of a scene, with people wondering what the struggling girl is up to. Most of them probably getting a good look at her sign, as they look on with confused, often curious, expressions. Trying to avoid a scene was all she wanted to do right now, so she tries to brush off the incident by grabbing food at one of the stations and acting like nothing’s the matter.

Finding a serving station that is suitably devoid of people, Julia walks up, still confused about the sign she was holding in front of her. Seeing the man behind the counter give it a glance, Julia just approaches and looks down at the food to be served. Basic college food, pretty much the same in all the schools she visited. Doesn’t offer any surprises, and instead opts to be consistently disappointing. At least she won’t be eating anything awful, just mediocre.

“A little early for rush isn’t it?” The man behind the counter asks her. Startled out of her thoughts, Julia realizes that he’s talking to her and she barely even heard what he said. Making eye contact with him proves to be a mistake, as she sees him glance down at the sign and then back up to her.

“Oh, uh, yea! Crazy huh…” She hopes that’s an acceptable answer to whatever he asked her, or at least enough of an answer to get him to leave her alone.

“What house is it? You know, they aren’t supposed to be doing that stuff anymore.” House? OH! He thinks this is a sorority thing!

“OH! Um- uh, you see…this is-” Fuck, she was never good under pressure. It was just one guy, but she was holding a degrading sign, spacing out, she probably seemed like a space shot. She just needed to end this quickly and eat her food in peace.

“It’s- uh, nothing! I just found it and…” Face completely red, Julia struggles with as much willpower as she can to lower the sign. It dips to just below her small breasts before her hands stop and don’t go any further, both remaining on the sides of the cardboard. Quietly Julia continues.

“...can I have chicken and rice…” Looking away from the man, she accepts the food with one hand and continues down to the tables. It takes her a few steps to realize that she had taken a hand off the sign. It just slipped her mind that her hand had seemingly been stuck there, maybe she isn’t going insane, or is at least recovering. Finding a seat, in the back, she places the sign on the table next to her and sets her place down. Looking at the sign, she goes to flip it over, but only manages to hold the sign upright before her hands stop. Frowning and growing worried about her lack of self control again, she lets the sign go and it falls onto the table.

Thinking maybe her meal will take her mind off this strange situation she’s in, Julia takes a bite of her standard issue university supplied meal. Nope, it definitely won’t take her mind off anything. A meal this safe and boring won’t distract from anything, although at least she’s not consuming something horribly offensive. Can’t please everyone she guesses. Looking up from her meal, she sees that she’s safely out of the gaze of most people in the dining hall. A few times she thinks she sees someone looking her way, but it’s just from the corner of her eye. There’s another student coming this way, although she seems to be invisible to most people, who seemingly lost interest in her past the initial struggling-with-the-sign incident.

“Hey, uh.” Surprised to be addressed, Julia looks up to see a thin, fair skinned man standing over her awkwardly. He seems hesitant to talk, but glances down at her sign. Damn…

“Hey, uh…that’s-” Julia starts trying to explain her way out, before the man speaks up finally.

“Is that for real?” He asks, gesturing to the sign. Oh god, he must’ve thought she was just some random slut. Well, he probably didn’t think he had anything to lose from this, and he’s right, she’s the one dying of embarrassment here. She’ll just have to talk her way out of this again, or more realistically maybe just stammer enough for him to leave.

“Oh, yea, of course.” She explains to him, hoping to clear things up.

Wait, what!?

“I mean, yes I’ll suck your cock! Sorry, I mean I’ll blow you right here! I mean you can cum in my mouth too! I mean-” What the hell was she saying? What’s wrong with her? Crippling shame silences her, as she sits there with her mouth hanging open, afraid to say anything more. Is she going insane? Lots of people around her are looking at her now too…Looking down at the sign on the table, she thinks back to the women who gave her this thing, who had told her to run. Did she know something?

Before she can think too much on the subject, Julia sees the man hold out a $10 bill to her and take a seat in a chair next to her.

No please, I can’t do this, what’s going on, oh god…

Seeing the bill before her, Julia reaches out to grab it. Despite how much she wants to run away, she only stays there and stuffs the bill into her pocket. Feeling disconnected from her actions as if she were dreaming, the small woman kneels down under the table in the dining hall and watches with fear as her hands manage her partner’s zipper on their own. Seeing his hardening cock come free from it’s confines, the reality of her situation fully hits her. She’s about to suck a guy’s dick in the dining hall and she’s powerless to stop herself.

Wincing, her face only contorts for so long before it too betrays her. Leaning forwards, her lips part on their own and slowly take his shaft into her mouth. It feels awful. She’s blowing a guy in public! It wasn’t technically against the rules here but now everyone will think she’s a trashy slut. Feeling her lips tighten around him and her tongue begin to work, all she’s left to control are her eyes as she frantically looks around her. Being under the table, she can’t see much, but she’s certain her outburst earlier drew the eyes of many.

His dick reaching the back of her throat, Julia turns red. She’s never felt more violated before in her life, and it’s from something her own body is doing against her will. Whatever was compelling her to do this took no regard for her at all, feeling like her body was **** herself on his dick. Having only given a blowjob twice and feeling awkward both times, it was extremely unnerving taking him this deep. Whatever had hold of her was clearly more experienced, as her mouth managed to go far deeper than she had ever attempted in her limited experience, and the man had gotten considerably harder during the short time.

Wishing this ordeal could just end, it appears that her controller was finally on the same page as her. Her head begins speeding up over time, lips tight around his cock and tongue rubbing along him. Taking his entire length into her mouth for what felt like forever, Julia eventually notices something change. Suddenly, cum starts spewing into her mouth, her head slowing down a bit as it attempts to tease as much out of him as it can. Uncontrollably swallowing it as it comes, Julia is disgusted by the act, but relieved when she can finally pull back off of him.

Holding her hand over her mouth, Julia cringes in shame underneath the table. Hearing something unintelligible from the stranger, Julia crawls out from under the table and sees much of the dining hall staring at her. Some in disgust, some in confusion. Many of them seem to be looking at her another way. Grabbing her sign from the table, she starts dashing for the exit. She really wished she could have left it behind, but she didn’t even think about trying to leave it there until it was already in her hands.

Tired of giving blowjobs? Give the sign to another girl!

Seeing this on the back of the sign as she dashes past tables, Julia thinks over this line. Is that really what it will take to stop this? Can she really inflict this on someone else? She decides she’ll handle this later, for now she shoves open the door and escapes into the center of campus, sign still held proudly in front of her as she catches her breath.