lack of vitamin D ft. jacob saggytits

Chapter 1

I had been waiting for this day to finally happen for the longest time and now I was too scared to even leave the house.

What if he wasn't not here?

"He probably won't be there, who am I kidding?", I mumbled to myself.

After a few moments of hesitation my mum grabbed my arm and dragged me into the restaurant.

Today is the 4th november 2016. A year after I saw Mr. P.

When I stepped into the restaurand I couldn't find him. Just when I sat down at our usual table I spotted him in the corner of the room.

As soon as I saw him, I noticed his huge erection. Damn, it was as big as Donald Trumps ego.

Of course he was wearing his grey sweatshirt, but how could I look at his jumper when he had a boner like that.

After a few moments of staring at his croch, my mum grabbed my arm, whispering, "Stop looking at the big dicked guy!"

But it was too late.

We kept eye contact for at least half an hour, that's when I noticed how his eyes sparked when he looked at me. Maybe I was the reason behind his boner..?

Suddenly he pointed at the bathroom, did he want me to follow him? Probably. So i told my mum I had my period and had to go to the toilet, when in reality I was just wet.

"Hey.", the brown haired boy whispered. I didn't even answer him, the desire to kiss him was too strong.

So I kissed him.

After a few amazing moments I felt his dick rising again.

I had no idea what to do, but I was horny.

Oh yes, I was.

I started unbuttoning his jeans, my stomach rumbling in anticipation.

"Wait! I don't have a condom.. We can't do this, unless you have one?" Mr. P asked, with a look of disappointment on his face (the same face my family would make if they found out I wrote this mess).

I shook my head, as I could feel my cheeks turn red.

"You could come to my place?" the aroused boy asked me with a cheeky smile on his lips.

"But.. My family.", I whispered, while looking down at the ground.

Suddenly, I had an idea.

I stepped out of the bathroom, running towards my mum, "I have to go to the doctor, bye mommy!"

As soon as I said that, I ran towards the exit, where I patiently waited for Mr. P.

"Let's go, babe", he said, while grabbing my hand. So I followed him in his huge, black Jeep, which was just as huge as his dick.

His house was also pretty huge, but I was getting a weird vibe from it. Maybe I was the odd one.

Mr. P took me to his bedroom, where a surprise was waiting for me. His bed was completely made of straw.

"Are you a farmer?" I asked him confused. "No, stupid, you have to own at least one goat to be called a farmer. I just have five cows and a frog, that's not enough."

I ignored the weird feeling in my stomach and continued where we left off. Suddenly we were interrupted by a horrible sound. It took me a few seconds to realize that it was actually Jacob Sartorious new song: hit or miss and that it came from Mr. Ps phone.

I heard that life gets hard when you're older.

"I have to get this call, sorry babygirl.", he said. I noticed how he sounded younger than before. He looked younger too! Suddenly I realized that HIS EYEBROWS VANISHED! Bloody hell, his teeth were as yellow as the wall of the room we were in. Then it hit me, the boy wasn't Mr.P anyomore, no, he was Jacob Sartorious.

"Who are you?", I screamed in terror. "You know who I am, babygirl.", his ugly mouth turned to a smile, showing his yellow teeth. "Stop calling me that!" I was disgusted by that word, how could anyone enjoy being called babygirl? The only thing I wanted, was to leave, but Jacob grabbed my arm and wouldn't let me escape.

I knew I was able to kill him, he was just a skinny, thirteen year old boy but the power of the cringe was too strong.

All of a sudden the door jumped open and Mr. P entered the room. His muscles were tense and his eyes were filled with hate.

"Let her go, Jacob", Mr. P screamed, filling the room with anger. As he said those words the boy let me go. Why was he so scared of Mr. P?

I couldn't care less. Mr. P saved me.

After the accident with Jacob, Mr. P brought me to his place. It was gigantic and beautifully furnished.

We walked through his garden, the moon shining above our heads. He wanted to show me something. As soon as I saw it, I knew, Mr. P was the right one.

There was an elephaht right in front of me.