Follow him for revenge.

You can barely see as you storm into the boys bathroom, tears obscuring your vision. You see the massive 6ft4 silhouette standing at the urinal. You storm over angrily, still crying.

“…yo Wassup-WHAT THE FUCK?!!!?” Jack screams.

You walked up to the urinal next to him, which is already banned in the brocode, and full on grabbed his 8in cock by the center with your dainty hand. You feel a blow hit your face. You end up falling backwards, skirt flipping up.

(…how dare he…?!) You think, still sobbing. Jack is quiet. You don’t know why.

“…yo dude.” You suddenly feel super embarassed, your hands fly back and flip down the skirt. You run out and collect your stuff intending to escape. The same hand lands on your shoulder, tighter than before. He’s laughing. He sounds almost predatory.

“…you’re a weirdo. Such a weirdo. But I didn’t know you were a girl.”

You flare up. Immediately offended.

“…I’m not a girl! I’m a guy!” You growl, hands pressed down and holding down your skirt.

“…Oh yeah? Then what’s this?” You can’t help but moan in pain as you feel a hand reach up and tickle, right where your lips are. You somehow get redder. He leans into your ear.

“…you know…I think you were a guy when I saw you a couple months ago… and you aren’t built like a girl.” He whispers. A shudder runs accross your back. The arm moves from your shoulder to wrap around your chest. He tries to feel you up… but you still have a guys body.

“…huh.” After an agonizing moment, he moves on.

“…Y’know…I recently found out my girlfriend cheated on me… and I really only like dirty whores…seeing what you just pulled…” You feel him squeeze you against his chest. “…I think you may be a match.”