Jackie, ditzy Latina from class

Jackie was a super sweet girl, but by no means the brightest. Fairly book smart, it all went out the window when it came to social interactions. She could never tell when people were being genuinely nice or just wanted to play with her naturally toned body. Guys would play with her ass and say they were cleaning dirt off, get her to sit on their laps at lunch, one even managed to grope her claiming it was for his science project.

Secretly one of the sexiest girls in school, Jackie's relatively tame outfits hid her from the sports teams, who were always swapping the popular girls like phone numbers. The tiny Latina preferred it that way, more interested in being around the people who cared about her than hanging around guys who looked at her like a piece of meat.

Of course plenty of her "friends" were still treating her like a piece of meat, she just didn't realize it. I was somewhere in the middle, forming a real friendship with Jackie at the same time wanting to fuck her brains out.

Today I played the role of honest to goodness friend, waiting around to take Jackie to school. We were talking about random bullshit, just passing the time as she got ready. I had gotten close enough that she treated me like a brother, showing no issues changing into her outfit for school while I was still in the room.

Pretending to look away as she stripped completely naked, my eyes instead went straight for the body-length mirror opposite Jackie's bed, taking in the sight of her round ass and tight figure. "You know you don't have to do that." she told me, rolling he eyes with feigned annoyance.

"I know, I'd just feel better if I gave you some amount of privacy." I told Jackie. She took the bait, dragging me away from my view in the mirror to a much more intimate one.

Jackie was in the process of clasping her bra on, a red lacy number that matched her tiny panties. It took everything in me to not pounce right then and there. "Help me pick what to wear, we're gonna be late. I was thinking these jeans with one of these two tops." She held a pair of shirts up to her body: one a jet black crop that would expose most of her midriff, and a thin white tank that was basically translucent.

I knew my choice right away, but I wanted to play with Jackie for a little longer. "I don't know, I'd have to see how they look." She was clearly not a fan of that answer, feigned annoyance coming true.

"I'm showing you! Now come on, help me pick." Jackie said, waving the tiny tops in my face like I was nearly blind.

I gave her a coy response, purposely wasting time so she'd have to wear whatever she put on last. "I mean, I need to see how they look on your body. Try the black first." Jackie dropped the clothes onto her bed, frustrated yet still doing as I asked. Bending over to put on the crop top, Jackie gave me a perfect look at her modest chest, hanging low and trying to bust out of the tight bra.

Standing upright, Jackie playfully modeled the top for me, making the cutest model poses and faces as she lent over to start putting on her jeans. Jackie squeezed herself into the deep blue fabric, strings of denim hanging on for dear life trying to contain her massive ass. Since she had involved me in choosing her outfits, I had gotten the dumb Latina to wear sluttier clothing, displaying her God-given figure. It started with her ass, putting Jackie in some variation of jeans or spandex, alternating with my mood. Next I moved on to her tits, where thin cropped clothing and exposed midriff was all the rage. The final change involved her makeup. Jackie used it sparingly before, now used as an expression of her sexuality. Thick black eyeliner, dark red lipstick and plenty of blush for her cheeks and nose now adorned the gullible teens face every day.

Jackie kept talking though I had no idea what she was saying, too focused on her ass to care what she had to say. I vut her off mid-sentence, the teen trained to stop talking whenever one of her friends had something to say. "Try on the white one, something about this black one isn't working for me." I tell her, watching her hastily remove the top and replace it with the white tank.

She didn't seem too pleased with the shirt, but changed her tune when she saw the time on her phone. "Shit we've gotta go! This will have to work, even though it shows off more than I'd like." Jackie looked at herself in the vanity mirror, red bra plainly visible with the faintest outline of her dark brown nipples peeking through.

Throwing a thin jacket over her white tank, Jackie declared herself ready for the day. With that, we left her house and headed to school. On the way she asked some strange questions, ones that couldn't have come from her own socially inept mind. "Do you think people at school are using me? Pretending to be my friend just to play with my body?" she asked, wearing a look of concern on her face as she waited for my response.

I didn't want to blow it for everyone else, so I told Jackie she was crazy for even suggesting such a thing. "What are you talking about? Everyone loves you there! Do I need to remind you of all the nice things people have done for you?" I tried to but any thoughts about sexual deviancy to rest, and it sounded like it was actually working.

"Yeah you're right. My clothes are always spotless, I've got a seat at whatever table I want, and you've been kind enough to pick me up the last two weeks. The only reason I even offered to this was the fact that her parents and siblings would be long gone by the time I got there, leaving me with the freedom to convince Jackie to do things that were totally insane to a socially conscious person.

We've made out to "practice", she's always changing in front of me, just yesterday I helped Jackie shave her pussy, applying the shaving cream and poking around inside of her to make sure it was "spotless". My favorite memory was the time I asked her to check my cock, telling her it didn't feel right, like there was a bug bite or something on it that I couldn't see. Without a moment of hesitation, Jackie dropped to the floor, pulling my pants down and taking my cock in her hand, lifting it and moving it around to give it a full inspection. When precum started leaking out of my piss slit, I told her it was a sign of infection and I needed her to clean it for me. Jackie was up to the task, sliding her tongue over my head to make sure it was clear of any fluids.

If anyone was going to get hurt by Jackie finding out the truth, I was going to take the brunt of the damage. I had to make sure she never caught on. "Exactly. Your friends care about you, they'd never want to take advantage of a gentle soul like yours. Me especially."

"I guess you can never trust those Instagram quizzes. They told me I was a gullible idiot. Thanks for helping me realize they're wrong." Jackie smiled at me before gripping my cock like the stick shift in my car. I told her it was a sign of our friendship. And nobody at school has told her any different.