Keep on stuffin'

You attempt to psyche yourself up, but eventually you give in, rolling up the sock, and stuffing it into the front of your blue briefs. You look back to the mirror, and adjust it slightly, smiling at the sight of yourself with a big cock, even if it isn't real. You pull a pair of blue jeans over your spindly legs, and a t-shirt over your torso. You adjust the bulge slightly, and leave your room, feeling confident.

You step into the cafeteria, looking around at the mass of your fellow freshmen, milling about, and bashfully attempting to make conversation with each other. You make your way inside, dodging people, and not making much eye contact on your way to the table full of soda and water. While deciding what you want to drink, you realize, to your horror, that you were so worried about stuffing your pants, you forgot to wear a belt. Grabbing a bottle of water, you say a silent prayer that it doesn't become an issue.

You turn around, and walk around the room a bit, before feeling a hand on your shoulder, and hearing a young woman's voice behind you. "Excuse me."

You turn around, and are faced with the most beautiful woman you've ever seen. Curvy frame hugged by tight jeans and a cut up t-shirt, jet black hair, and a shining smile. Her blue eyes meet yours. In that moment, your mind plays a thousand scenarios, most of them ending with the two of you making your way back to your dorm and starting off your college experience with a bang, so to speak. All of your dreams are dashed when you hear her reply "Where's the bathroom."

You sigh, but before you can tell her you don't know, you feel two hand from behind you grab the side of your jeans, and yank them to the floor, revealing your stuffed blue briefs. There is laughter, some gasps, and you even hear whispers about the size of your bulge, which they don't seem to realize is fake, as more attention turns your way.