Misty's Protection Agency

"Please, you don't understand." You try to beg to the 18 year old muscular goddess that's trapping you in this room. Misty is wearing a Metal band shirt that is too short to cover up her six pack abs. She is wearing jeans with cuts around her knees, you can't tell if that's their style or if they just ripped trying to keep up with her growth, and she has a black and red plaid button up tied around her waist. "I came in here to hide from some middle school girls who're trying to pimp me out." Misty's eyes lit up and a smirk started to form on the left side of her lips while her lit cigarette stays on the right side.

"You don't say?"

"It's true. When that video leaked, one of the girls confronted me about it, trying to make me her ho. So, I ran from her and her friends. They chased me back to the school grounds and I hide, here in the basement from them." You say with exhaustion and fear in your tone. Misty's smile grew wider as you told her of your plight.

"Well, we can't have that happen to you. You wouldn't last a week if they pimped you out to the school." *gulp* You swallowed back your fear as you know what she says is the truth. The giant teen then crossed her arms and leaned up against the door, trying to look cool with her cigarette still in her mouth. "It would be a shame to lose such a cute little guy like you to a hoard of horny little bitches. I know!" Misty says as if an idea just popped into her head. "How about I agree to be your muscle and protect you from these girls." Misty then flexed one of her biceps in a pose to emphasize her muscles, her bicep was almost as large as your head.

"That sounds really good. Wait, what do you want in return?" You know there has to be a catch.

"Well, I don't hand out my services to just anyone, only my boyfriends." You've heard how Misty likes having a handful of guys as her "boyfriends" but it's sort of a one way street. She can still mingle with other guys but if you're dating her, then you cannot date anyone else, and you know that her boyfriends usually don't last very long. Currently, she has run out of boyfriends, so she is single.

"Okay, I'll be your boyfriend if you get these other girls off my back." Misty reaches out a hand to you and you shake it. Her grip being way stronger than you expected, you try not to scream.

"Deal." Misty then opens the door and continues to hold your hand, letting everyone know that you belong to her. Teresa Then runs past the corner and sees the two of you. Misty walks up to her, every step she takes in her black leather boots causes the ground to shake. "Were you trying to pimp out my man?" Teresa looks terrified and nods her head. Misty then punches her in the gut, causing the smaller girl to bend down in a fetal position. "Tell all of your friends that if I see them even look at my guy again, than they'll spend more time in the hospital than in school." Misty then walks away pulling you along by your hand. You both exit the school and she turns to you and says. "What's your name again?"

You then realized that your name was so unimportant to her that she didn't even bother knowing it until now. "Um, it's Doug."

"Well Doug. Where are you taking me for our first date?"