The Meal

You had been in talks with the Dean for the past week or so over your recent therapy sessions; and whilst he had recommended for you to carry on with the procedure - he had stressed that you weren't under any contract to carry on so long as you had legitimate grievances as to the therapists conduct; which of course you damn well did. Misses Sato had crossed the line with her suggestion of sharing your girlfriend with other men, the very thought boiled your blood that it was her considered opinion of you! That she thought so little of you as a man that she expected you would debase yourself and admit total male ego **** just on the off chanced that your delusional insecurities carried any weight to them at all... They didn't, right?

Nonsense! You were just inside your own head too much, Stacy had tried to pry you out on many occasions throughout this past week during your delineations with the Dean on the topic of what kind of therapy was 'acceptable' under your own terms - but typically as per your usual response; you chose to keep her in the dark about what was really going on and even about what it was that you were seeing the Dean about in the first place. The little that you did let on was that your therapy had been concluded; and that you were to resume your swimming lessons as per the course rules.

Thankfully yourself and the Dean had settled on your therapy being purely optional for now; with mentions that you could at any time go back and see miss Sato to reinstate your sessions - but why would you? You were glad to be rid of her; and just anxious to move past today. After all, this was the night that your girlfriend had innocently invited your tormentor into your apartment where you both rested your heads at night - such an intermate place was soon to be defiled by her sordid presence.

"Babe can you check on the sauce? I've gotta go tinkle!" Stacy giggled from someplace in the kitchen before you heard the closing of a door that you guessed could only be from the bathroom. Sighing you got up and made your way over to the pan and began stirring so that it wouldn't stick and burn. Your girlfriend knew that you weren't too happy with Nova being here, you had practically yelled as much at her that fateful risotto night that had been the underpinning towards much of your current misery - but given that Stacy was completely unaware as to just how depraved and dangerous Nova was as a person; all she saw this as was a repaying of a debt in some small way. Stacy simply saw it as Nova having saved your life, and so you ought to show the proper appreciation towards her; at least once. What Stacy didn't know of course was that Nova had caused the drowning in the first place; and were she privy to such info then you imagined her tune would surely be changed.

Stirring the pot absentmindedly you drifted off into thought. While it was true that Stacy would better understand why you're acting the way that you are; you also knew that it was much too late to come clean now; you doubted even Stacy would believe you - let alone the University or anybody else for that matter. Hell the way everybody treated you, you felt like even you were growingly doubtful as to your own recollections at this point. Had Nova truly clung to you whilst diving? Or was she simply carrying you to safety? Shaking your head of such doubts, you clenched the wooden spoon you were stirring with firmly to hand; you KNEW what had really happened that day, you knew what happened in that bathroom stall minutes before; you knew what was said at the grocery store and then repeated again in miss Sato's office; you knew. This ordeal was torturous enough without self doubt entering the mix.

"Phew~" Your girlfriend called out from behind as she opened the door. Her sudden intrusion of your ruminations startled you and caused you to jump slightly, almost losing the wooden spoon to the countertop in the process. Seeing you jump she giggled playfully as she skipped to your side, hugging herself to you and planting a kiss on your cheek.

"Ooops! Did I scare you?~" She giggled, however you chose to only answer with an annoyed huff. Distancing herself from you as an uncomfortable silence descended on the room, you felt like she was about to ask you something when suddenly you both heard a knock at the door. It wasn't a friendly knock either, it was a deep and resounding couple of knocks that stayed your stirring hand at the very announcement. Genuinely frozen, you could only stand and stare at the doorframe as your girlfriend glided over to unlock your home and allow the dreaded bitch looming behind the wooden barrier to enter.

"Nova!" Your girlfriend greeted with a warm hug as she practically jumped into the black bitches cleavage.

"Sup bitch, and it's nice to see you too Stace." The much-too-tall ebony woman winked at you as she entered, dressed in her usual gym getup and baggy pants that you never saw her without - clearly making no attempts to dress up for the occasion.

"Come on in! Perfect timing actually, the food is almost ready!" Grinning, the athletic menace sauntered into the apartment like she owned the place, looking about the open room like she was laying claim to everything she saw with her greedy eyes. Besides the initial wink at the door; she hadn't even looked at you properly yet - much too enamored with your girlfriends touch as she lead your bully into the 'living room' area.

"Nice place you got here crackers, beats the slum I'm holed up at by a fuckin' mile." Nova comments as she traces her fingers across a portrait of you and Stacy that time you took her to the beach. Your girlfriend was absolutely stacked in that picture, and her skin was pinked and gleaming from the heat of the day; really accentuating her womanly features. Nova whistled as she picked up the frame, gawking at your near nude girlfriend - and you couldn't help but notice that whilst picking up the frame; that she had thumbed you out of the picture, an action that you knew must have been deliberate.

"Damn, ya'll melanin deficient niggas get pink as fuck under the sun huh?" Nova chuckled, seeing what she was referring to your girlfriend chimed in with a giggle of her own.

"Oh that was just last year! Don't we look so cute together?" Your girlfriend shot you a loving glance, however you deflected away from the affection and chose instead to carry on boring a hole into the back of this cunts head. What was she trying to say? Why did she always make things racial?

"You look sexy as fuck bitch, you could have had any guy on that beach." Hearing this your girlfriend giggled, although her worried look was trained on you the whole while in your peripheral. Then, as if to break the tension that was only just starting to form in the room; your girlfriends pocket vibrated signaling yet another one of her families infamous intrusions. Apologizing she excused herself to the balcony, leaving you and the dark skinned tormentor alone in the room again. You had turned off all the stoves and the oven too, leaving you in a deafening silence now - you were almost too scared to move a muscle lest you invite her **** onto yourself.

"Nice place you got here man, really it's interesting seeing white privilidge in practice. You're an orphan right? Yeah I paid the liberty of checking into your file; interesting stuff by the way." Hearing this the blood evacuated from your face and your heart almost stopped in your chest. Had she seen those pictures from the nurses office then..? "How is an orphan living in some uptown trendy ass apartment like this? While I have to lay my head down across the hall from a meth addict who keeps me up at night with his constant fuckery? Ya'll crackers think you're real slick with it, but don't you think that your hubris won't be repaid some day? That niggas won't just come and take your shit that you didn't earn?" She opened the minifridge and cracked open a cold one cockily without even looking at you - she just sat down on the couch, her one huge developed arm resting along the back as she kicked back and turned on the TV to some music channel - one of your cold IPA's in her hand and slurping it obnoxiously. Angered by this current development you took out a beer from the nearby fridge and cracked it open as well as you made to join her.

"Yeah it's all someone else's fault Nova, life is easier when you have someone to blame isn't it?" You goaded her in a mocking tone, however instead of getting the response you had hoped for from her; instead she just laughed and kept on slurping up your imported beer, downing the rest of the beverage in one gulp before crushing the tin can in her hand and tossing it behind her back where it crashed into the wall and then fell to the floor. You were about to protest her brutish attitude towards someone else's home; but a word from her stemmed your outrage.

"Is that why you're crying about me to your therapist?" Hearing that you eyes shot open. No way, could Hina have lied about your confidentiality? Did Hina actually divulge what you had been saying about Nova in your therapy sessions after all? That day when she walked out of her office; it must have been then... You were certain of it, but still you felt the need for confirmation.

"Who told you that?" You asked quietly, the wind suddenly being taken from beneath your sails. Nova merely grinned wickedly for a moment not answering, really savoring the look you must be giving her - you could feel your heart jack hammering in your chest just looking at her, the blood having evacuated from your face.

"Your eyes, just now." She laughed knowingly. "Really man, you're so easy to read. The telling of a pampered life is how defenseless you are around people like me, you know?" Hearing this you grit your teeth, she had tricked you into confirming her own suspicions and then had the gall to segway that into making a descriptive claim about your upbringing? Pampered... Did she presume to think your life was EASY growing up without any mom or dad?! Your veins seethed at the simple comment.

"Listen here you fucking gorilla cunt, don't you-" You were about to go on a tirade and truly tell her off - really go to town on her. You felt confident for all of about 5 seconds before something caught in your throat, with just a measuring look and a slow and purposeful rising out of her seat, Nova had completely silenced you. Instead you sat transfixed on her, your body going into neither fight nor flight; but frozen instead. Menacingly she steadily made her way over to you seated on the armchair where you could only helplessly look on as the predator narrowed in on her prey.

"Do you think 'men' like you get to talk that way to goddesses like me?" You could hear the danger in her voice, the glint in her eye's shone with a feral glee that promised consequences to come. "Didn't I warn you in the therapists office what I would do if you spoke to me like that again?" She inched closer and closer to you, your neck craning up more and more as she was almost haunching over you at this point; looking up past her well toned abdomen that showed through her tanktop up towards the valley of tits that bulged and burdened the fabric of her clothes. "Speaking of therapists; I read your file you know?~" Her grin practically curled at the mention, kneeling down so that you were face to face with her almost, feeling her warm exhales against your flustered skin. Oh no, then she had really...

Nova placed an open palm against your crotch making you begin to breathe heavily, your heart threatening to jump out of your throat along with the contents of your breakfast; but yet still unable to move - only looking on in horror as she rejoiced in her torment of you. "Yeah, I saw your weak white baby dick~" She moaned out playfully. "Your little corpse maggot~ god's it was so pathetic!" she inched closer smiling, her eyes half lidded like she was going in for a kiss. You felt revolted, yet oh so thrilled despite the **** - as her lips hovered so close to yours; your instincts took over and involuntarily you opened your mouth for her. Disgrace washed over your body and shame brimmed against your cheeks, but you couldn't help yourself - you were just a victim to your own desires that you didn't even know that you had.

"Even for a cracker yours is worthless, how Stacy puts up with it I have no idea~" Giggling Nova hovered her mouth in front of yours but never made a move to reciprocate your subconscious invitation. Instead Nova unbuckled your Jeans whilst breathing into your mouth, her lidded eyes curling up in sadistic pleasure at the realization that dawned on your face as she made to pull down your pants. "Let's see just how tiny it is~" With your jeans now down past your knees, you could feel fresh tears beginning to fall down your cheeks as Nova did her best to stifle her genuine laughter. God, why were you just so powerless against her?

Flicking her pinky finger against your regretfully hardening member, Nova made fake sympathetic cooing noises as she played with your small cock. "Poor baby~" she cried. "Being bullied by the big bad African lady~" you wanted to cry out for help, but what would you say to Stacy if she saw you now? No, you were begging for her to stay out there, to not see what was happening to you... You would get through this, some day Nova won't be able to do this to you - you just had to endure.

"Your girlfriend doesn't want this worthless cock; she deserves a real nigga dick~" Spitting into your open mouth you jumped as her spittle rattled your tonsils on the way in; making you involuntarily swallow her spit. "And I can give her what you never could~ Here, let me show you~" Standing back up you felt like you could finally breath again without her leaning over you, almost feeling relief until she slowly pulled down her baggy gym pants, revealing inch after inch after inch of a fat, girthy cock that just kept on going. Finally springing from it's confines when the waistband of her pants caught on her giant mushroom head - you held your breath for what felt like an eternity; it felt like your brain had just short circuited; like you were looking at an alien and were trying to comprehend how it could even exist.

"You have a..." You found yourself absent mindedly saying as you took in the sheer scale of her serpentine cock. It was as thick as the beer can she had crushed and thrown up against the wall earlier, and almost twice as long being at least 9 inches from your estimation. How did a woman with massive tits also have a giant cock? None of this was making any sense...

"A real nigga dick~" She finished your open statement with a deep chuckle, swinging her cock from side to side like a meaty pendulum. "Compare yourself to me as a man and then kill yourself~" She laughed cruelly. Looking at it your tears fell harder now, she was easily more than twice as long and several times as thick - you were completely and totally outclassed as a male by her, and all this time you hadn't thought of her as a real threat... How foolish you had been, there was no way you could challenge her if she went after Stacy now, and in fact she had been going after Stacy for quite a while now - these past few weeks ever since moving here; Nova and Stacy had been growing closer and closer as friends, and in the backgrounds Nova had been burrowing herself further and further between you and Stacy. Looking at her veiny black cock that even whilst flaccid dwarfed your own meager imitation, you knew if you were a woman which of yours two's you would choose, and that truth hurt deeply.

"By the way, I saw you spying on us in the swimwear section you know? Did you like it when I slapped your girls fat ass? I bet you were listening in like a real creep~" Nova laughed when she saw you grow flushed at having been caught. So, she had known the entire time? "Yeahhh I bet you popped a real baby boner huh? She also played with my tits, maybe next time it'll be my cock instead~" Giggling she pulled up her baggy pants, covering up and concealing her behemoth sized dick inside of it's flowy fabrics. To the world she was woman again, but you and perhaps only you knew the real truth - that she wasn't really a she, nor a 'he' either really, but something inbetween.

"I think that's more than enough of a show for a bitch like you don't you think? At least now you understand where we both stand. I am the goddess that is gonna steal your woman, and you are the needle dicked loser that isn't gonna do a damn thing about it~" Giving one final smirk, she swayed sensually back to the mini fridge where she pulled out another of your IPA's before lounging back into the couch like nothing had happened.

Looking down at your cock you were still straining hard even after her touch had left you, why were you still so excited whilst feeling so humiliated and disgraced? You hated yourself, you hated Nova - but yet all you wanted to do right now was continue where she left off flicking your cock back and forth. Breathing heavily, you made to stand up when all of a sudden, the balcony door opened up and your girlfriend looked happily over to Nova and then to you, with her happy smile dropping almost immediately into shock and then something resembling betrayal and anger all at once. Realizing that you were stood up with your belt unbuckled and with your jeans and underwear hanging down below your knees - exposing your erect cock towards Nova you could do nothing more than stare back at her like a deer stuck in headlights.

"Ayo! Alex what's going on lil buddy?!" Nova laughed out in shock as she pretended to see your cock for the first time; as if she hadn't just unbuckled and humiliated you for the past couple of minutes herself. Just like back at the pool - Nova had flipped everything around on you once again - and this time you were at a complete loss for words

"Alex! What the fuck!?!" Your girlfriend screamed out.

Shit. Oh god no.