Big Jaren

"Damn, I got a B- on this assignment," Jaren said, showing the paper to Emily. "My best grade ever."

"Well, you deserve it, Jaren," Emily said, lying through her teeth. It'd been a constant exercise to get to this point, finally resulting in her just writing the paper herself and then dumbing it down to avoid suspicion.

"Thanks," Jaren said, a little bashful. "So you want to see it?"

"It?"

"Big Jaren," he said, already tugging down his sweatpants. Emily started to protest, until she saw it. It was huge, over ten inches long, and fat. He was stiff, flashing Emily a beaming smile. She gawked at him.

"The fuck?" Emily said. "That thing won't fit inside me."

"You'll learn to make it fit," Jaren said, smirking. And she did.