Someone she shouldn't have...

It's the time Tiffany should make a decision, but she's not finding anyone to really send a message to. Tiff grunts frustrated at herself and keeps on scrolling until the results end and a sad emoji pops up with a text: "Refresh page". Tiff throws the phone away and collapses on her bed and squeezes her head on her arms. "Why, am, I, like, this!" She says and rocks back and forth frustrated and exhausts herself.

She lifts her arms up and sees red and purple makeup on her white blouse. "AAAH! WHY!" Tiffany is feeling terrible, she's not well. She goes in the bathroom and washes her face - stupid makeup, stupid...

Tiffany looks back up at herself and fixes her cute auburn hair and tries to smile, but can't and just cries softly. In a way Tiffany hoped that somebody was here to comfort her now, but in a way she couldn't take her family's presence now. "It's alright, girls are not just what's between the legs, it's your heart that matters..." Tiffany had heard enough of that crap already, and her heart wants her to get a goddamn partner - she can't dodge life anymore, she decides to give it another chance.

Tiffany wipes a tear off the corner of her eye and sees the mess she made on her shirt. She throws it away and gets on her bed again this time wearing only her slacks and bra. Tiffany takes her phone and refreshes the page to see the same names pop up - she sighs and looks at them a bit more open-minded this time. Without thinking much she chooses some hot guy and sends a text saying simply: "Hi!"

Tiffany closes the phone and can feel her heart pounding. She starts to feel like crying again, but manages to keep it in, what if this guy hates her? Oh my god, this was such a mistake!

She goes back and sees that the message can't be deleted or edited. She gulps and looks at the guy's profile. Tiffany gives a nervous laugh as she sees the guy with dozens of friends and in places Tiff would never see herself in; bars, nightclubs, under bridges, in smoky apartment buildings. She sees the guy's alias: Cockmaster99 and blushes, really? Suddenly the guy answers and Tiff freezes:

"Oh hey wanna hang out?"

Tiff was expecting a simple "Hi", but this caught her off guard. She's blushing and replies: "I can't right now." She sends that and hopes for something, but feels somehow weird.

"What's with the profile pic lol. You have scars or what?"

Tiff starts getting a bit defensive, but doesn't let that get the better of her.

"No, I'm just shy..."

"Ok, I can help ;)"

Tiff is burning red and feels her body shaking, and the worst thing is that this dude is making her like that. "What do you mean?" Tiffany writes and plays with her hair.

"let's hang out sometime. What's futa? lol"

Tiffany rushes in the bathroom and washes her face, she's too hot, this is so difficult... She thinks of what to tell him, she didn't expect to have to explain this - oh no, it's so embarrassing!

"I have a penis."

Tiffany looks closely at the screen and shakes, a message pops up.

"Alright buddy, wanna fuck?"

That answer was a little bit too much for Tiffany and she squeaks and gets even a little hard by surprise.

"I don't know..."

"You are a cute guy you know, could easily fuck you from behind ;) Got any better pics?"

Tiffany is red and sweating, how did it come to this? She's not a guy though, which kind of makes her worried.

"Yeah."

She realizes that she just spoke too early and stands up shaking nervously.

"Ok, maybe a dick pic?"

Tiffany feels really coy and touches around her crotch where her erect cock is throbbing. Does she really want this? Is this the right way to go? Nobody will know that it's her cock precisely, so it's ok, right?