You return to a grumpy Sam

You leave Beth’s room and end up in the hallway once again. You don’t know what time it is, but you can tell everyone is starting to wind down as you see most girls entering their dorms or hanging out in the halls in their pajamas. You feel physically and mentally exhausted, and after the day you just had who could blame you.

You walk down the hall, and instantly you feel forced into the spotlight as these chatty girls notice you in the corner of their eyes.

“Look what we got here! How’s Nudie McCoy doing, ay?” The tall blonde says. You see her nipples piercing through her pajama shirt, and you feel bad for staring but then you remember you’re literally naked.

“Ahh… F-Fine…” You reply meekly. Your post nut clarity hits you hard as the dozens of eyeballs stare you down like search lights.

You cup your cock and balls in your hands and slouch forward a little before making your way past the women around you. You feel goosebumps all over your arms and legs as trek through the noisy hall, with endless cat calling and begging to talk to you. It’s humiliating, forced into this walk of shame as your figure gets etched into their minds forever.

You begin to speed walk to get this nightmare over with, but doing so only makes your ass cheeks bounce more, something the girls immediately point out to you as you pass by.

“Please… make this end…” You whisper to yourself. The sea of nosey women seems endless to you, and even after walking up stairs all you can see are more girls waiting to catch a glimpse of your naked body. You feel paraded around, like a witch as she’s ushered to the stakes by an angry mob. You wonder if your embarrassment will ever fade as long as they still find your nudity amusing.

Soon enough though you do make it back to your dorm, thoroughly embarrassed and hiding a semi-erect cock beneath your palms. You try to ignore your sudden arousal and enter the room.

Inside was Sam, sitting in a chair as she curls two 50 lbs weights in each hand. Upon entering the room, she looks up at you with furrowed eyebrows and scorn.

“Finally decided to come back, eh?” She pauses to do another rep of curls. You stand by the door awkwardly, trying your best to hide your dick. “Where were you? Jerking off in some corner?”

“Ah— N-No!” You reply with a bright blush over your cheeks. “I was ahh, hanging out with a friend…” You say, which is mostly the truth.

“Your food’s in the microwave. When you’re done eating do the dishes.” Sam says in a deadpan tone.

You look down and roll your eyes. “Thank you, and Yes Ma’am,” you say before grabbing your plate of food.