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Chapter 10 by GoodBoy GoodBoy

Go to the cafeteria or avoid the girls?

No point in putting it off, face the girls

When you get to the lunchroom you see Anya and Kerry sitting a table full of girls. You stop and look at their guests, wondering if they’d forgotten about you.

The first girl you notice is April. She’s a cute redhead, and very tall.

Then there’s Chrissy, who isn’t as tall as April but is still tall for a Japanese girl. She was born there, but she doesn’t have an accent because her parents adopted her as a baby. You know all this because you’ve paid very close attention to the gorgeous Japanese girl, despite the fact that she’s never noticed you.

Then you see Nicole and practically hear angels sing. She’s very blonde and almost as tall as April, with breasts much bigger than a girl as athletic as she is usually has. You’ve gone to one of her basketball games just to watch them bounce up and down as she runs up the court.

That’s when the pattern hits you. Looking at the other girls sitting at the table, you realize that they make up the entire girls basketball team.

“Paul!” Kerry smiles devilishly and waves you over. You walk to her hesitantly. “We’ve finished eating lunch, so now it’s your turn!”

You look at the table, expected leftovers. However, all the girls have already taken their trays up. As you look to Kerry and Anya, everyone stands. They move towards the door. You follow, not knowing what else to do. They lead you to an empty locker room, then close the door and circle around you.

“Strip!” commands Anya.

You look around for comfort, but most of the girls are giggling.

“Strip!” says Kerry, “Or we’ll make up so many stories about you trying to **** us, you won’t just be expelled, you’ll go to jail forever!”

You take off your shirt, making the girls laugh at your weak physique. However, they don’t laugh when you pull down your pants and reveal the 9 inch hard-on. Actually, a few giggle when they see the ribbon.

“Wait,” says a familiar voice behind you, “should we really be forcing him to do this?”

You turn to see who it is…

Who is it?

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