You go shopping!!!

"What do you think? Is this walk over hot coals hot?" you hold up a slinky black dress with spaghetti straps and as with everything else you've picked out, Brian nods nervously and smiles stupidly. It's a surprisingly cute combination, so you keep teasing him even though you know he'll say yes to any question you ask. You smile it and toss it over his outstretched arms, already burdened with a hefty load.

You skip ahead, swishing your ass in Brandi's pink 'joocy' tights and letting a your oversize sweater slip over a shoulder to give him a peek at your bra strap. It's funny how easy it is to work Brian up since he's already seen everything, but apparently he just can't get enough of you...and you can't get enough of that. You pick out a lace teddy and hold it up, "Can you help me try on my clothes and let me know how they 'fit'?" You sneak a glance behind you as he follows you into the fitting room wishing you could scoop up his blushing cheeks and eat them with a spoon.

You have a good selection of cute but comfy, uncomfortable but unbelievably hot, and slutty enough to stop traffic. Since your shining knight's noble chariot is a greyhound bus, you figure cute and comfy will make up the bulk of your wardrobe for the foreseeable future, but it's fun to try on everything if only to watch Brian squirm. It's early enough to be dead in the mall, and the salesperson is hypnotized by their instagram feed, so you suspect you could get away with fooling around a little. It's just not as fun if you can't make your shy stud be the one to ask.

You suppose the little black dress was hot as coals after all, because it's when you slip it on that he finally breaks down, begging, "Oh fuck, Ella, you just look so gorgeous! I really want to do something reckless and wild when you flirt like this. Not that it's your fault. What I mean to say is..." you put a finger on his pretty lips and unbutton his jeans, sliding down his body and pulling them down along with his boxers. You look up lovingly at him and run your hands up to his thighs, loving the way he shudders and swells for you.

You kiss his cockhead, cooing, "You KISS had MMPH me at 'oh SHLLP fuck' SUCK". You wrap your lips around his manhood, easily swallowing him whole and lathering his balls with your tongue. Remembering how bravely he shared with you that he likes to play with his ass sometimes, you reward his honesty by squeezing his bubble butt until he is ready to pop, and then sliding a dainty digit into his adorable little asshole. He shoots off so hard that it actually floods your mouth and dribbles down your dress, and you know that one way or another, you just bought this dress.

"Thank SHLLP you MMPH thank KISS you SLURP thank LICK you!" Brian as bashful and brave as ever, shows no hesitation in kissing your creamy lips and sucking on your seed slimed tongue. Knowing he doesn't consider your sex acts to be gross or humiliating and that he is willing to do anything for you that you do for him is so far afield from what you were raised to believe was attractive or arousing in a man, but it makes you melt like microwaved butter.

You grab his hand at put it on your pantied, petite package. "Do you see what you do to me, Briar Bear? You get me any hotter and you'll end up having to ring me out of this dress when we get home." He is panting and seems ready to take you right here, but you doubt you could stop yourself from screaming his name. "Let's pay for these and hurry home. I want you to take your time thanking me." You suck his lower lip and then pull back slipping out of your dress and spying on his shaft already squirming again. You manage to avoid giggling and get dressed in the clothes you came in, but not before 'struggling' to fit the tights over your cheeky cut canary yellow panties. By the time you are ready to check out, Brian is boned and soon to be broke.

"Holy shit! Is that Brian with a girl? A fucking hot girl too!" Brad, star quarterback, your biggest bully and Big Mouth On Campus spots you with his Homecoming Ice Queen, head cheerleader, and your lifelong unrequited crush bored and barely interested beside him. "What's a hot piece of ass like you doing with a nothing like Brian? Hell, you might as well date {first.} Wait a sec...HAAAHAAA HAAA You are Elliot!"

You see the few customers in the store start to stare as Brad's braying fills the shop. It carries out and soon you see some kids you recognize walking towards you to see what the commotion is. You look to Brian, and your white night is white as a sheet. You can't blame him exactly. You've never been able to stand up to your bullies either. You had hoped that might change, but you're still you, scared and ready to surrender before the first shot is fired. Brian is still Brian, painfully shy and given plenty of reasons to be scared every awful day of his life. Cindi is still Cindi, only interested when it looks like someone is going to get hurt. Brad is an open book, an apex predator with no mercy and he is looking at you mighty hungrily.

You feel the woods closing in on you. You feel like a fawn caught in a trap waiting for the darkness to swallow you up, with no one to save you. You turn to Brian one more time, only to find him still paralyzed with fear.