Brian, another wimpy boi like you.

You head out the door feeling like you could eat a lion for lunch, or at least suck one off. You feel strangely confident for wearing such an emasculating outfit. You've never felt so sexy before, and you like it. Sure, the weed haze and taste of cum lingering on your lips adds to this slutty swagger, but you are starting to suspect it's something else as well. After all, where did you get the balls to start sucking your bully's boner and then push him down and ride him like the dumbass dildo he was? It's a side you want to feed before the inevitable cum down, and you know just the place to start.

While not exactly a friend, Brian is far from one of your bullies. If you are the biggest beta bitch in school, he's the understudy. You have gotten along well enough the few times you've interacted, but neither of you wanted to get the other's stink on you, or to get rumors started that you were boifriends. Still, you can't imagine he'd turn you away when you're dressed like a wet dream cum true, and you know he's been calling out sick lately to avoid the same bullies you started your day running from.

You swish over to his neighborhood, which you know from when he got doxxed on the school social network. It's a leisurely stroll to his house, and you are almost disappointed that you don't hear any cat calls or come ons along the way. Then again, maybe it's for the best. You wouldn't want your eyes to get too big for your stomach and bite off more than you can chew.

You reach Brian's house without incident and, feeling predatory, you decide to see if you can find a way inside without knocking. You look under the rug, the planter, above the door frame, but can't find a key anywhere. Exasperated, you lean on the door and try to think of what you'll say when you knock, only to almost fall through as the door gives way. The little lamb forgot to lock his door and now he's got a jungle cat, or at least a wild pussy, ready to pounce.

You slink inside and hear the unmistakable sound of pounding base, slapping flesh, and choreographed cries of ecstasy. Your overprotective parents made sure that you never got to see much porn yourself, but it suddenly seems tame compared to what you have planned for your prey. You round the corner and see Brian 'twerking' out to a big cock, bimbo blonde scene. His workout tights leave little to the imagination, his apple bottom ass shaking like jello as he works on his squats. You make a mental note to get a good look side by side, but you think your ass beats his by a smidge.

You watch as he works up a sweat and you can hear the need in his breathless panting. He is close to finishing his workout, then no doubt he plans to 'finish' with some stretches. You slide up behind him, squeezing his ample ass and giggling as she shreiks and jumps in the air. "EEEP!" He tries turn to see his assailant, but falls backward, landing on his cushiony cheeks and staring up at you in awe and arousal. "Wh-wh-who are you and what are you doing in my house?"

You look down at him, lapping up his look of dread and desire. His messy blonde hair falling away from his light grey eyes and a blush spreading across his button nose. His lips aren't quite as plump as yours, but they look soft and kissable and have such a sexy sheen to them. You smile sinisterly and lick your lips, "Don't you recognize your good buddy Elliot? Tho, I guess Ella is a better fit now, huh?" You watch as Brian squirms below you. You can see by his baby bulge he isn't any better endowed than you, but you can think of all sorts of ways that you could still have fun.

You have spent your life being bullied and feeling powerless to stop it. In your wildest dreams you hoped the harrassment would end or even just be reduced to a more manageable level of malice. You never even considered the possibility of being a bully yourself, but seeing this scared little boi with his lip trembling and his cock throbbing in his tights, you are starting to consider the possibility. You stand over him with your hands on your hips, deciding how you will answer the second part of his question...