Bethany and Amanda fight and Bethany opens the box

"I don't get it, why are you so mad at me?" Amanda asked.

Bethany stormed into their dorm room and tossed the "mystery box" on her bed. It landed with a heavy thunk. She swore the box had gotten heavier on the drive home.

"I don't want to talk about this right now, Amanda. Go have fun with your boyfriend."

Amanda scoffed.

"I get it now. You're jealous."

Of course I'm jealous. How could I not be?

Still, Bethany couldn't admit this fact now. That would make her seem petty.

"I'm not jealous, I'm just done. I feel like I have to mother you through every goddamn life experience. Figure things out yourself for once!"

Amanda balled up her fists and turned bright red.

"If you hate helping me so much, why do you keep doing it?"

"Because I feel sorry for you! You're a fucking loser who can't even go on a date without a chaperone."

"Oh yeah? Well this loser is going go have sex with her boyfriend while you sit here and stew!"

Amanda turned and stormed out of the room. Bethany, feeling particularly wrathful, followed after her and cried out so everyone in the hall could hear.

"Have fun losing your virginity, Amanda! I hope he's gentle."

Amanda flipped Bethany the bird and disappeared down the hall. Bethany turned around and slammed the door to her room shut. The tears were already flowing by the time she reached her bed. Less than a minute had passed and she was already feeling guilty. Truth be told, she was jealous of Amanda. It had been painful watching Amanda blossom while Bethany faded.

"I shouldn't have said that to her," Bethany muttered. At that moment, she hated herself.

Sorrow settled like a heavy weight on Bethany's shoulders. Would she be able to repair her friendship with Amanda? It seemed doubtful at the moment. Certainly, there was no future with Bradley. The whole thing was wash.

Bethany stared at herself in the mirror and grimaced. Her eyes traced the swells and rolls on her body. She felt like a formless blob full of fat and cruelty.

Bethany curled up on her bed and began to cry. She hated herself. She hated how she looked and the way she treated her friends. College was supposed to be a wonderful time of self-discovery, but for her it was a nightmare. She could not keep up. The pressure was warping her into something she didn't recognize.

**** and full of sadness, Bethany reached out into empty space and touched smooth cardboard with her fingertips. She had forgotten about her overpriced mystery box. She felt a spark of morbid curiosity. What lewd nightmare toy had she bought by accident?

Sitting up, Bethany gave the box a closer look. It was wholly unremarkable in appearance, yet she felt a strange, electric attraction to it all the same. Something about the box made goosebumps blossom on her pale skin.

"Let's solve this mystery," Bethany muttered.

She pulled the top of the box off and gazed down at the mystery contents. At first, her eyes couldn't make sense of what she saw. Then everything clarified and the mystery deepened.

The box contained one of the largest dildo's Bethany had ever seen. It was more than a foot in length and very thick -- inhumanly so. At the base of the dildo was a fleshy mock-ball sack. Like the shaft, the balls were enormous. The detailing of the sex toy was startling in its accuracy. There were intricate veins running along the hefty shaft and even little hairs sticking out of the "scrotum". The only unrealistic aspect to the dildo was the color. Instead of being a human skin tone, the dildo was a deep crimson color. A card included with the dildo red "Horny Devil XL".

"What the fuck?" Bethany whispered, failing to notice that her heart had quickened in pace.

Without thinking, Bethany brushed her fingers along the length of the dildo shaft. It felt as real as it looked. Hell, the shaft was even warm to the touch. How was that even possible?

All Bethany knew was that the dildo felt nice. By now, her heart was racing. Her pale skin was flushed and every hair on the back of her neck was standing on end. She gently stroked the surface of the monstrous toy and smiled. Soon, all her worries began to fade away. She forgot about the argument with Amanda. She forgot that she had gotten fat. She forgot everything but the wonderful feeling of this big, burning dildo.