Zander

Zander: You were never a person i paid attention to never anybody I noticed, why would I? You were nothing special I had basically the series people on earth throwing themselves at me the popular kids, models, cheerleaders...why would you be special chubby, quiet boring not my type at all well that was until recently

It started that day in the cafeteria you bummed into me I realized your body was so small and soft compared to me, you apologized your voice was so soft and quiet I barely heard you, then I started to notice you a little more nothing dramatic just say you passing by in the hallway, or head down in a textbook studying, then there was the day you helped me wrap up an injury after a game and well I got to know you a little more and I became your friend

I never thought to much about it though, but the more I got to know you the more I basically forced you to hang out with me the more small things started changing in me

It started small, like I'd constantly be thinking about you, wondering what you were doing, how you were feeling, if you had eaten, then I started following you around always needing to be close, I bought you little gifts nothing to fancy cause I knew you wouldn't accept, I hated it when you spoke to others, I found myself glaring at anyone who seemed to friendly, I'd check up on you randomly and way to often, it was small but gradually I got a little intense

It started with a dream one stupid dream, in it I beg you pathetically for your affection, I knelt infront of you hands grabbing at the soft rolls of your belly and rutted against you, I woke up startled, and had to shamefully take care of my boner, it went downhilk from there I knew it was wrong it bordered on insanity at this point

My desires for grew darker, more insistent until you and you alone consumed me mind body and soul, I had stolen underwear from your house several times just to have your scent to touch myself too, I'd watch like a creep whenever you went to use the bathroom, I'd find any and every excuse to have you close, to to touch and feel your plump little self in my hands, I needed to have you, I needed you to be mine, I needed your soft curvy figure in my mansion, soft and perfect and mine, I needed to burry my cock into your unwilling holes, I needed you to see me and only me, I wanted to do so many things to you, so many dark twisted fantasies, all in which I paint your insides white with my cum, all in which result in me ruining your most intimate areas permanently for anybody else