High School Love - A Collection of Romances

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Orda drops the weights. She wipes the sweat off of her brow. 

She's been training more than usual. She really needs to take the edge off somehow. Her muscles ache; she desperately needs some sort of break.

She sighs and leaves her womancave, her place of training. She goes and takes a nice icy bath, the cold temperature easing her body's exhaustion.

The next day, she returns to school, her usual demure temperament. She sits down in English class, next to... Oscar. She quite dislikes Oscar. She finds him a weak excuse of a male, wasting away his physique. 

"Hello, class," the heavily-pregnant Ms. Raquel says. "I am too pregnant today so you have a project. I will group you up." She pulls up a Google Doc, which has Orda and Oscar paired together. Just great.

"U-uhm," Orda begins in her kawaii voice. "Gomen, sensei, but can I be partnered with somebody else? D-dattebayo!~"

"No, you ugly big forehead bitch," says Ms. Raquel. "I'm pregnant."

Orda huffs. She hates this persona she's forced to play at school. Everybody treats her like a weakling, which pisses her off. After all, she's a sigma when the rest of the school is full of mere alphas, betas, and omegas. Her tail flickers with anger, sounding a loud whipping noise. Oscar notices. "What happened, Orda-chan? Don't you like me, nya!~" Orda looks away. "As if..."

Oscar pouts. "I'll make you like me, baka!" He gets up on the desk and sticks his tiny knot in her face. She yowls like a cat, but, being a sigma, Oscar's beta pheromones are too strong to resist. Her muscles bulge with desire. "S-stop it, baka." Oscar meows, proud of his mating ritual. Eventually, she can't take it.

She starts slurping the tiny thing, Oscar whining like a whore, fucked raw. She tears the both of their clothes off, revealing his feeble body and her muscular frame made in the image of Ares, God of War. She takes him on wildly, her crazed eyes piercing into his soul. He can't help but let his seed out into her crusted wet puss. Their cacophony of noise fills the school as they watch in awe. Once they end their ritual, the whole school applauds, and Orda stands proud as the sigma of the school. Oscar giggles submissively.

"I am Orda," she begins, "and I am the sigma!"