Beta Loser Ending...

The events of that day crushed you like the weight of the world had landed on your shoulders... You had fled back into your room, torn between panicing about what was going to happen, and crying because you were going to be destroyed by what had transpired... Eventually you cry yourself to sleep, still naked and covered in crust cum and tears...

The next day, your Facebook inbox is full of people who were ince your friends and aqaintences, all of them telling you that you were a disgusting pervert and that they wanted nothing to do with you. When your mother found out, she was quick to show you the door, disowning you and forbidding you from ever returning to her home. Sarah stood behind her, smirking deviously the whole time... There was talk of Sam pressing charges against you, but thankfully the years of your friendship were cashed in as she decided not to, only demanding that you stay away from her, followed by a restraining order...

Your former life over, and with no home to speak of, you left...

Years pass...

Your ego never recovered from that fatefull event and you found yourself a whimpering mess of a man. You worked a lot of dead end jobs, always being **** out after people found out who you were, or got tired of your sniveling self...

Any girl you got close to, always seemed to be uninterested in you for anything more, always seemed to be with guys that were bigger, stronger, and more confident than you...

The only time you cum these days is jerking off to porn, and more often than not the memory of what Sarah made you do that day fills your mind as you tune out from the video and jerk to the thought if that instead...

You were truly what she said you were...

A twisted, little dick pervert, who likes to jerk his tiny cock to his sister...