Alex wrote: I Really Hate Bets, part 1. by Alex
Ok, so awhile back, I made a bet with my friends who are girls, (I'm male), and the bet was, if I was able to make a three-pointer in gym class, they would have to buy me a brand new PS4. If they won, I would have to do whatever they said for an entire day. I was their slave, essentially.
Anyway, the bet was three shots. If I made three shots, I'd be in the clear, though the last one was the tiebreaker, the last one was the deciding factor. I made the first two shots, couldn't make the last one.
My heart sunk.
"See you tomorrow, Alex" is the last thing my friend said as she and her friends walked away.
Tomorrow came, I was scared, but I had lost the bet, and on top of that, my friend was really good with photoshop, to the point of being able to make a picture-perfect image of my face on a small-dicked guys body. I was in trouble.
I arrived at her house and there was a note on the front door. "Strip down to your undies."
It was mortifying, but I had no choice. I entered the house, leaving my clothes outside. BAD Decision. I was starting to get a semi-erection due to the situation, and the eager faces inside knew that.
I was told to hold still. "A-Are you sure? I could make some food o-or something? Anything??" My legs shook, awaiting my fate.
"Hold still, Alex... This will only take a second." And with that, my undies were pulled down, my legs shaking in fear. Instinctively, I tried to cover up, but my hands were held by two of her friends.
I struggled a bit.
That's when I heard "someone touch it!", followed by giggling.
I protested "Wait, wait, seriously, we can do something else, ANYTHING else!", me yelling in protest as one of her friends got closer to me, all the while, having me squirming around like a madman.
She reached her hand out and...
To be continued.
Anonymous wrote: Re: I Really Hate Bets, part 1. by Anonymous
What happened next? Keep going
dudewtf wrote: Really? by dudewtf
You started this last year and still haven't finished it?