Queen of Spades

"Trait 'Snowbunny' gainend. Applying changes" was written on the screen and then... Nothing.

"What a shitty app," Jane thought to herself. Who programs crap like this?

She closed the app and put on her sports kit and made her way to the sports field. She regularly went jogging there when she felt like it and didn't feel like studying. But right after that, she would go back to studying. For sure. At least that's what she told herself.

She was usually alone on the sports field. A sports team consisting of local students only trained there at this time of year. Jane put her airpods in her ears, switched on her music, and started running. As she ran, she watched the coach run short sprints with the team. 50 meters, two at a time. Her eyes flitted from student to student and stopped at one.

The student was tall and muscular. His dark skin looked like chocolate and his pants his bulging cock..

Jane shook her head, but couldn't take her eyes off him.

As the guy sprinted off, she caught a glimpse of his thick legs. Man, with legs and hips like those, he'd fuck her beyond belief...

"Damn Jane!" she shouted to herself. She nearly tripped without looking where she was going. In pairs, the athletes began to kick a ball towards each other. Jane just couldn't help imagining the black guy naked and caught herself getting wet. Suddenly the black guy kicked the ball too hard and it flew past his training partner and straight towards Jane.

He immediately started sprinting after the ball and ran straight towards Jane, where the ball landed right in front of her.

Jane's pants suddenly vibrated very strongly. She took out her smartphone. She had received a notification from this shitty gatcha app. She was about to close it when she read the pop-up in the app and the text on it.

"How did the app know... fuck that was creepy," she thought to herself.

"Hey, can you kick the ball back to me?" the black boy asked her, stopping a few meters in front of her.

Jane thought of the request in the app and was curious. "Only if we exchange numbers," she said with a smile. The boy looked puzzled but then smiled. "Fine by me," he replied and typed his number into her cell phone. Then he took the ball and ran back onto the field to the others.

Jane headed straight home. After all, she still had to choose a suitable picture.