Contagious Fetish

University is a drag, to say the least. I had committed to changing myself after high school, but even now that I am in college, I remain a virgin.

While in highschool I had thought I was too young to be spending my time trying to date girls, but now that I am in college, I am woefully ill-equipped to be hitting on anyone. Not to mention that my biggest interest in most women is less orthodox.

I go to a state college due to money constraints, and was able to find cheap rooming just outside the campus. The downside is that it's a suite style apartment and all of my roommates are girls who have little to no interest in me.

Of the three roommates, Ava is the one nicest to me. She's a shorter brunette with a cute smile. Her green eyes and lightly tanned face have permanent laugh lines, showing her cheerful nature to even those who don't know her. She is also considerably well-endowed, and she knows it. Her breasts and ass are huge, and she swings them around with the sort of extroverted flirtiness that lets anyone like me know she's out of my league.

In contrast to Ava, there is Della. She absolutely hates my guts. She's a stereotypical goth with bleach white skin and dark hair. She regularly wears dark clothing and makeup, and makes her already impressive height moreso by wearing tall and thick black boots. She frankly terrifies me, and has made it clear that I should minimize my time in the common area or be labelled a pervert. If I wasn't such a loser, I'd give her a piece of my mind, but again, I'm pretty socially awkward.

Finally, there is Roxanne. She's a fiery blonde girl who spends more time out of the apartment than anybody else. She's always out at parties and if she's home she is drunk. Her attitude to me is marginally better than Della, as she treats me with complete indifference. If it wasn't for one incident, I wouldn't even be sure whether she knew I was living with her.

All three of them are unbelievably pretty, and most guys would be ecstatic to room with them. I, however, have a certain predisposition that makes it much more awkward to try and get along with these girls.

On one particular morning, I woke up feeling weirdly energetic. I'm never morning person, but I signed up for morning lectures to be done with them earlier in the day. When I went to the kitchen to get breakfast, I saw Ava. When I saw her, my already high energy seemed to peak higher, almost feeling electric in a weird way. As I walked up to the cabinet next to Ava to get some cereal, my eyes were unconsciously drawn to a specific part of her.