It’s kind of catfishing

It was a Thursday night and Katie had been looking forward to her video date with Tyler all week. They had met on Tinder and had been flirting and sexting for the past seven days. Katie had been a bit skeptical that the handsome face and fit body in Tyler's photos would be the real deal, but was glad to see the same chiseled features and mischievous grin pop up on her screen when he called.

"Hey there gorgeous," Tyler said with a wink. "Glad you're not a catfish."

Katie laughed and replied, "Likewise handsome. Although I guess we won't fully know until we see each other naked, right?"

Tyler's eyes widened and he stammered, "I, uh, well...I guess you're right. But let's take things slow, yeah? I'm not usually so forward on a first date."

Katie pouted playfully. "Aww, you're no fun! But fine, I suppose a slow strip tease will build the anticipation. Why don't I go first?"

Tyler gulped but nodded. Katie stood up and started swaying her hips to some sensual music. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contained her ample breasts. Katie cupped her tits and gave them a jiggle.

"Mmm, you like these big titties baby?" she cooed. "I've honed this body rock hard at fitness classes. Every inch of me is toned and tight."

She shimmied out of her skirt to reveal matching black panties. Katie turned around and bent over, smacking her ass cheek. "Betcha wish you could grab a handful of this bubble butt, don't you stud? Too bad this is just a virtual tease."

Straightening up, Katie hooked her thumbs in her panties and slid them down her long legs. She kicked them off and stood naked, hands on her curvy hips. "Well? How's the view back there?"

Tyler had shrunk back on his bed until he was nearly prostrate. His hand was a blur pumping his cock. "Fuck, Katie, you're smokin' hot. Built like a brick house. I don't...I can't..."

Katie looked puzzled. "You okay over there? Not feeling woozy are you?"

"S-sorry, you just...it's been a while and you're...unf..." Tyler shut his eyes and gave a few more quick strokes. His cock erupted, shooting spunk all over his stroking fist. "Ohhh fuuuck!"

Katie clapped her hands in delight. "Ooh, looks like somebody came already! Haha, I'm flattered but you barely lasted longer than puberty. Okay, now it's your turn to strip for me mister!"

Tyler blushed a deep crimson. "I...I don't know if I should. You're like a goddess and I'm just a-"

"Nonsense!" Katie cut him off. "You've seen all of my goods, now show me yours. Unless you're hiding something shameful down there?"

Tyler bit his lip but slowly stood up, turning his back to the camera. His broad shoulders and rippling back muscles were on full display. He hooked his thumbs in his boxers and shimmied them down, revealing a high and tight ass. Katie wolf whistled appreciatively.

"Damn Tyler, even your butt is perfect! Now turn around and let's see what you're packing front wise."

Tyler took a deep breath and pivoted to face forward, one hand cupped over his groin. Katie squinted at the screen. "Uh, what are you doing? Move your hand so I can see."

Tyler hesitated but finally dropped his palm to his side. Katie's eyebrows shot up and her mouth fell open. "Oh my god. Is that...your dick? That's it?"

Tyler looked away, flushing. "I know it's small. I'm sorry. You're just so...I mean look at you! I'm not even in your league."

Katie felt a pang of sympathy but it was quickly overtaken by her shock and disgust. She had never seen a penis so tiny and pathetic in her life. It couldn't have been more than an inch and a half long and about the width of her pinky.

"Tyler honey, I...I don't know what to say. That's...wow. I mean, I've had my fair share of sex but I've never seen anything like that before. I just..."

She trailed off, realizing there was nothing kind she could say without being patronizing or cruel. Her mind raced, trying to think of a gentle way to let him down.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this," Katie finally said, her voice soft but firm. "You seem like a really nice guy but...I need more than you can give. I thought I could look past size but...I just can't. I'm sorry."

Tyler flinched like he'd been slapped. "You're dumping me because of my small dick? Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Please don't make this harder than it has to be," Katie pleaded. "We barely know each other. This would never work out."

"It's because I'm not hung like the losers you usually date, isn't it?" Tyler snarled, his hurt morphing into anger. "Well fuck you very much! I'm done being your little cock tease!"

He ended the call abruptly. Katie slumped back in her chair, shocked by his outburst. She knew she had hurt his feelings but she hadn't expected him to turn so nasty.

Shaking her head, Katie got dressed and tried to put the unpleasant encounter out of her mind. She had better prospects to pursue anyway. Maybe she'd swipe right a few more times and see what other Tinder prospects were out there for her.

Katie didn't give Tyler another thought as she went to bed, his tiny penis and wounded ego already forgotten. She knew she'd done the right thing, as painful as it was to let him down. A girl had standards after all.

Little did Katie know that her cruel rejection had wounded Tyler deeply. As he lay in bed in a cold sweat, his mind spun with dark thoughts. She had made him feel so small and inadequate, like less of a man. He couldn't let her get away with humiliating him like that.

Tyler's eyes gleamed with unhinged obsession as he made a decision. He would make that bitch pay. She had no idea the hell she had just unleashed when she ghosted him. Tyler would find a way to punish Katie for hurting him.

They all would. Every shallow slut who had ever rejected him or made him feel like a joke. He was done being their punching bag, their laughing stock. Tyler would show them all what a real man could do.

And he would start with the one who had wounded him the deepest. Katie would be sorry she had ever laid eyes on him. His small cock was just the beginning of her nightmare.

Tyler's lips curled into a sinister smile as he drifted off to sleep, his dreams filled with visions of ****. He would make that cunt rue the day she ever swiped right on him.