Little Monster: Sometimes You Get What You Want by Gabrielle Prevot

Author:Gabrielle Prevot
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, lgbt, lesbian, futanari, futa

I hugged him again and did my best not to cry. I was so tired and the night before was still like this hazy, terrifying dream that I knew had been real. And all I could think about was: What if it comes back? “Thanks,” I tried to smile.

“Hey, hey, we’re going to figure this out,” he held my chin up and wiped a tear away. “It’s going to be okay.”

During my first class a curly-haired girl tried to slip into my class, something that never happens. It was weird, but I didn’t pay too much attention. I was tired and too frustrated to really care what the kids were doing. I played a movie in all of my morning classes. And while I played the movie, I did more research. I scoured the internet. I looked at everything I could find where a woman had a dick, every website, every forum post, I even read comment threads on porn clips and movies. I was desperate to figure out what had happened. It was so far outside of the norm.

At lunch, I sat next to Robert, one of the calculus teachers. He was an older teacher with two or three degrees and a curmudgeonly attitude. “What’s the story?” He took a big bite out an apple and smiled.

“Beautiful day,” I sat down and opened my lunch container.

“That little tramp in my class is going to be death of three or four boys in my class.” Robert took a sip of his coffee. “That girl is out of control. Those guys don’t stand a chance against her. They can’t think straight when she’s around.”

“Which one? What did you say her name was, Mika?”

Robert had two freshman girls in his class that could only be described as sluts. You know the type. Probably raised in conservative backgrounds, they finally get their first real shot at freedom, and all they want to do is drink, smoke weed, and have sex. Glorious youth.

“Yeah, Mika.” He rolled his eyes and his gray, bushy eyebrows went up and down like fans doing the wave at a sportsball game. “She’s the worst. You know what she was wearing today?”

I gave him a blank look, I couldn’t begin to guess.

“Ripped up, super short, jeans shorts. You know, the kind where the pockets are hanging below where they cut them off. The bottom of her ass-cheeks was hanging out. Then she had a little tank top knotted above her belly button piercing.”

“Shoes?” It seemed like the only thing to ask. There were a hundred girls on campus in that outfit. I could have counted twenty on my way to the food court, but the girl who had tried to slip into my class had been wearing jean shorts.

“What?” Robert took another bite of his apple.

“What kind of shoes was she wearing?” I looked over and found his face stoic, like he couldn’t believe I was asking about shoes.

“I don’t remember. Fuck me, shoes?”

We both laughed and I wondered if Mika was the girl that had tried to slip into my class that morning.

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