Announce "cuddle time"!

From behind, two long nailed hands grasped Matt's shoulders, before wrenching him backwards on to the couch. The frown of disdain and rage disappeared from his face, replaced by surprise, as his hands flew up to keep his cheap glasses on his nose. He barely had enough time for his butt to bounce on the couch cushions before Sarah wrapped herself around him, red haired head resting on one shoulder. She even threw a leg over him, censoring his little dick with her thick thigh.

"I think we could all do with a break right now," she announced to the room, resting her cheek on Matt's head as she turned to look at them. "How about we take a sec for some cuddle time?" She suggested, already coiled completely around Matt, her large tits sandwiching his skinny arm.

The proposal could have been derided as boring or childish, but the others were in no mood to argue. Miranda and Tom were more than happy to spend more time in each others physical company, with Miranda giggling happily as Tom scooped her up under one leg and pulled her in to his lap, whilst Nicole and John were too shamed to speak.

Their emotions, the afterparty's atmosphere, or the drink, had gotten the better of them before, superseding their inhibitions at the worst moment. Now, they both looked thoroughly embarrassed for laughing at their friend. So much so that neither of them had even been able to look at Sarah when she'd made her suggestion, navel gazing or staring at their toes instead.

Only after she had finished speaking did they dare to raise their heads, and that was only to look at each other and across the room. John frowned when he saw his crush on Tom's knee, her arms around the back of his neck as their heads were nestled close against each other. Sarah assumed that being picked last for group projects wasn't new to him, but being passed over for cuddling with a girl you liked probably hurt more than being ignored in gym.

There wasn't much time for him to sulk, however. Charging once more unto the breach, Nicole plopped herself down on top of him, joining her hands behind his neck because that was the only part of him she could actually get her arms around. She must have whispered something to him as she laid her blonde haired head on his shoulder, because he glanced guiltily towards Matt before shutting his mouth and resting a hand on her back.

With Sarah enveloping him with her soft arms and long legs, Matt let out a shaky sigh and let some of the fight leave his trembling muscles. He was just silent in her grasp for a second, as he gingerly caressed the forearms that wrapped around his chest like a straitjacket.

"They all laughed at me," he eventually muttered, his voice sounding like he was shell-shocked.

"I knooooww," Sarah replied, "that was sooo weird." It was an effort on her part to keep the smile out of her voice, especially now that she wasn't squeezing the hairbrush in her palm, but she managed to keep her tone even.

"Even John and Nicole," Matt added more quietly, leaning his head more heavily against hers.

"What a pair of assholes," Sarah tutted sanctimoniously. "I think we should get back at the pair of them," she hissed evilly, her lips practically brushing against Matt's ear as she poured poisoned honey into it. Sarah had hoped that embarrassing him in front of everyone like that would have made him more pliable to manipulate, but that didn't seem to quite be the case.

Despite their very public betrayal, he still didn't seem enthused by her idea. "I-I don't know, m-maybe they didn't mean it," he said, casting his watery eyes over to them on the other couch. John and Nicole were cuddled up together like Sarah had suggested, but they didn't look very romantic or cozy. Instead, the two of them looked like they were waiting outside the principals office, faces downturned and feet shuffling as they occasionally whispered quietly.

Matt was probably right that they felt bad about laughing at him, but Sarah couldn't let him think that.

"You don't think they're talking about you right now?" She whispered insidiously.

Matt's eyes flicked up to his friends again, catching them both mid hushed conversation and viewing them in a different light. They probably weren't saying anything about Matt, or at least not anything bad, but the doubt Sarah had sowed in his mind was enough to make his brow crease again.

"Besides," she purred, "they already laughed at you. Maybe it was an accident, maybe it wasn't, but there's no harm in getting even, right?" As she spoke she pulled him closer to her bosom, sliding him down her body until his face was practically buried in her soft tits. Willingly, Matt sank into her, leaning into her grasp like she was a protective swaddling blanket.

Like a writhing, twisting, smothering, vine, she enveloped him completely. One hand held his shoulders, whilst the other caringly stroked his hair. Sarah knew from experience that the two best ways to get whatever you wanted from a man were to hold him close, or hold his cock. Since Matt didn't have much to hold down there, she took him in her arms and hugged him even tighter, knowing that her words would seem doubly persuasive when muttered to him like this.

"They embarrassed you, they humiliated you, in front of everyone, in front of ME. And they're supposed to be your friends?" The passion of Sarah's performance intensified as she spoke, until she practically sounded incensed on Matt's behalf, ranting like a cult leader straight down his ear. "If it was me, I would give them a taste of their own medicine."

Matt was so quiet after those words that Sarah thought he might have fallen asleep in her arms, until he tilted his head to look up to her. Weak, wet, eyes met hers, magnified to look huge by his glasses.

"W-what do y-you think I should do?" He asked, his voice small and lost, just like him.

A Cheshire grin spread across Sarah's face before she could stop it, splitting her face from ear to ear with a band of pearly white teeth.

"I have a few ideas," she muttered, before bringing her lips to press against his ear.

The rest of the unscheduled "cuddle time" passed pretty quickly, with Sarah detailing her plan to Matt in clear and explicit terms. Infatuated with her as he was, she still doubted that he would have agreed to half of what she'd proposed, if it hadn't been for his recent embarrassment. Now instead of muttering or stuttering back at her, he just nodded along silently as she laid out devious and scandalous ideas for him.

The others weren't completely idle whilst Sarah schemed, however, and both duos seemed to have similar ideas in mind. On one couch, Miranda and Tom were "stealthily" canoodling again, with Tom having one hand high on Miranda's inner thigh as she ran a thumb along the silhouette of a sausage in his lap. On the other couch, John and Nicole were less explicit, but their hugging seemed much more than friendly.

Nicole rested her face very close to John's, her hot breath tickling his chins as she gently stroked the lapel of his shirt. Her other arm was wrapped around his neck, as she clung on to him like a spider monkey. John, for his part, was finally paying some attention to her. Since Sarah had made Nicole shorten her skirt, a tantalizing slice of Nicole's white thighs had been on display between her skirt's hem and her stockings. That vanilla slice had clearly been too tempting for John's sweet tooth to resist, as he now rested one fat paw on it.

They still occasionally shot guilty-eyed glances towards Matt, but Sarah made sure he was too busy paying attention to her to notice. She didn't want him feeling bad for them and getting cold feet, not before she'd punished them both for daring to attend her party.

"Got it?" she whispered to Matt after hissing an entire plan into his ear.

He nodded in response, his gaze now much less pathetic and more resolute. Rather than trembling like before, his jaw was set, and his hands were nearly steady instead of constantly trembling, for a change. To further encourage him, she planted a heavy smooch on to his cheek, before partway disentangling him from her grasp.

Now that Sarah was certain that Matt was on board with her plan, she decided that "cuddle time" had run it's course.

"I think we've had a long enough break now, huh guys?" She asked, leaning off of Matt to look around at the other pairs. Neither of them seemed eager to break apart, but they still didn't disagree with her sentiment. Heads raised from shoulders and eyes turned to face her, while two pairs of cheeks blushed. Nicole and John seemed embarrassed to be caught being so intimate, but not embarrassed enough to separate, despite Sarah's attention.

Instead, they only notably reacted when Matt frowned at them again, the pair of them grimacing as if his disapproval was causing them physical pain. Smirking in approval of her new attack dog (more like an attack chihuahua), Sarah reached forward to grab the hat for him.

"Here you go honey," she told him as she slipped it into his lap, stifling another laugh as she moved her thigh off of him and briefly unveiled his dick again. The hat was more than enough to cover his shame, albeit far too late.

With Sarah's secret plan swirling around his head, Matt set to work drawing a name.

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