NATHAN'S POV:

I hate life.

There is nothing good about it honestly. I already want to drop out of school and cry... okay? I wanna cry. I SAID, I WANNA CRY OKAY? Yet, it's only the first 10 minutes of the first day of 8th grade.

"Attention everyone," The teacher, Mrs. Laqueva said, pounding her penis onto the table to get our attention. She smirks proudly as we watch it bounce up and down. It's vieny, and I suck it.

I'm not gay, okay? OKAY?

"Today is a chill day. I'll just be going over the syllabus, but before that, I will ass your seats, OKAY?" She asks, stroking her dick.

I wanna eat it like I eat my atomic mass.. I mean ass.

I make eye contact with this guy from my old elementary school, and he's also looking at the shalabingbong dick, and I see his bulge rise. I see it rise.

"First assignment... EVERYONE STRIP NAKED!" Mrs. Laqueva says as she takes off her unibrow, her full name is Flatima Laqueva. So sexy I orgasm. Her rolls that appear as she lifts her shirt remind me of the time back in my stripping days when J would lick the pole.

YEAHHHHH, I'm 14.

I am a Nazi.

I'm undercover to take the Jews back... those ugly ass motherfuckers. Gonna put them in concentration camps after this mission.

Mrs. Laqueva starts moving people around, and I smirk when I sí all the girls' boobies jiggle when they walk, and I wanna lick them, okay?

Okay.

"...Janet and Nathan, come sit here." She slaps her hand onto the desk in the back of the classroom. I look over at the girl, Janet, who looks at my 1cm shalabingbong and gags.

Ouch.

She has pretty nice pancakes... I wonder what my syrup would look like over those pancakes. No! I can't think that. She already doesn't like me... so I don't like her. She's built like weed anyway.

420.

I grab my bag and waddle over to the desk,
sitting down and my dick jiggles when I sit. That shit looks nasty, these pubes making it look rancid.

Pubic hair kink? 😼

Janet sits on my dick, and I hate it.

"Stop looking in the name of the law!" A few voices scream as they burst into the classroom. "Hands up, Flatima. You've been arrested for being a Jew. The ghetto." They roll their eyes.

She giggles, "I'm muslim." She starts to prance, like lance, his hand is in his underpants. But he can't do that because it's a myth. "I am a German folk."

The cops look at her suspiciously before nodding, stripping naked and leaving... their butt cheeks on display. Hot? Yes.

"You're so weird." Janet rolls her eyes, gesturing to me 1cm that stands up straight... well it's a little curvy.. don't judge bookie bear🤪❤️🥺

"Shut the fuck up u Jew ass piece of shit." I yell, slapping her in the face. "You shebami dandelion bitch ass how ass motherfucker dandelion lou." I yank her hair, and pull her towards the sink in the corner of the room. I fill the sink up with water before dunking her head in it and I start singing. "Luckily, luckily, luckily yeah... location drop now pedal to the floor.."

"SWIM." I yell, and I hear her struggle to breathe. I can tell she's about to organism from this. And I can tell she's a hiker, because people be like her, and she be getting higher, because she a biker.

And with that, class is over.

And with that, class is over

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 12, 2022 ⏰

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