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"Get off me," I spat at him, and he laughed hard. It was evil, and it made me feel weak. Weaker than I already was. He had me pinned up against the lockers with my hands above my head.

He shook his head. "No, I'm gonna find out what you're hiding, once and for all, bitch." He told me, and started to unzip my baggy sweater. No! I thrashed even more, but somehow he got it off me. Now all I was left in my thin tank top. I wasn't fat. I had a four-pack, slim waist, and curves. I also had breasts too big for my petite figure.

I felt a cold breeze on my legs, and I looked down. That motherfucker tore off my sweatpants! He was lucky I put on some sleeping shorts this morning...

"You fucking bastard! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I shouted at him, but I could tell he wasn't listening to me anymore.

That made me even more annoyed at him. First he hunts me down, all the while saying how ugly and fat I am. Now, he can't tear his eyes off of me. I smirked, I could use this to my advantage, I thought...


Not the best "blurb" but please read it! It's really good, if I do say so myself, haha.

"Get off me," I spat at him, and he laughed hard. It was evil, and it made me feel weak. Weaker than I already was. He had me pinned up against the lockers with my hands above my head.

He shook his head. "No, I'm gonna find out what you're hiding, once and for all, bitch." He told me, and started to unzip my baggy sweater. No! I thrashed even more, but somehow he got it off me. Now all I was left in my thin tank top. I wasn't fat. I had a four-pack, slim waist, and curves. I also had breasts too big for my petite figure.

I felt a cold breeze on my legs, and I looked down. That motherfucker tore off my sweatpants! He was lucky I put on some sleeping shorts this morning...

"You fucking bastard! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I shouted at him, but I could tell he wasn't listening to me anymore.

That made me even more annoyed at him. First he hunts me down, all the while saying how ugly and fat I am. Now, he can't tear his eyes off of me. I smirked, I could use this to my advantage, I thought...


Not the best "blurb" but please read it! It's really good, if I do say so myself, haha.