Fat Chance

Alecia Wins

Over the next few days, I called Wyatt everyday after school. Surprisingly, talking to him got more and more easy, and I actually would look forward to him calling everyday.

We began kiking each other more and more, as well. He started to show signs that he wanted to be more than friends, but he always never mentioned any romantic notions that involved me, so I assumed we were still just friends.

Until last night.

I came home from school, yet another class period without Ms. Mortiello, and immediately kiked Wyatt to see if he was ready to call yet.

It took him about 10 minutes to reply, which wasn't too unusual at all. Sometimes he had to take another phone call or talk to his family or do the dishes or whatever.

But there was something VERY different about what he was doing this time.

By the time he messaged me back, I was already bracing myself to hear that he couldn't talk tonight.

I opened his message.

"Heyy I'm so sorry....I was kind of busy hah. I can call now though, if you REALLY want too."

I smiled, even though he was being suspicious as all hell.

"That's okay. What were you doing? I don't want to bother you."

He reads and responds to the message instantly.

"Ohhhh nothing. I'm just....nothing hahaha"

I knew there was something eh wasn't telling me straight up, but I decided to just go for it.

"Lol well okay, than just call me the your ready, and if you don't wanna talk tonight thats cool :("

Again, he saw and replied to the message instantly.

"Sure, you can call me if you want.... warning I might act a bit weird."

I was kind of concerned at this point. Like tf? Was he smoking or drinking or some shit? Why did he feel the need to warn me?

Nonetheless, I was bored and didn't even care that he was acting sketchy af.

So I called him.

And straight off this voice sounded way more deep and twisted then normal.

"Hey baby", he purred. "I've missed you."

Oh god. He's either very high or horny.

Oh fuck

I shuddered thinking about him there, probably touching himself. But the Alecia part of me was kind of turned on, which grossed me out even more.

I knew I shouldn't have made her a slut.

I shut my eyes while trying to figure out how to deal with this. Even though he was severally creeping and grossing me out, I couldn't let him know that.

So I put on my sexiest voice and said, "Mmmm. Oh yeah? What are you doing about it?"

Wyatt moaned. "I see you're also horny."

Vomit pushed its way up my throat, but I forced it back down. This was something that needed to happen.

"Of course baby. I've been turned on all day just thinking about you."

He moaned again. "Yeah? What are you going to do about it?"

I leaned my head back against the wall, my stomach churning. Was I really gonna have to do this? Even if I was just taking it, I still felt like puking.

Signing, I made a decision. In that moment, I decided that being Alecia was more important and keeping her image happy than being me and keeping myself happy.

Which left with me with one choice.

"I'm touching my little pussy for you daddy."