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 A teenaged boy's female bully suddenly starts acting differently around
him.

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   This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. 
In real life, use a condom, damnit!  Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of
lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who "dips his wick" or "rides the
rod" without protection.

   --

   Sniffle, Chapter 1 (mf, 1st, mc, oral, impreg?, reluc) by Krosis of the
Collective (krosisofthecollective@gmail.com)

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   Agent Carmen Sandoval sat and regarded subject John Doe through the
reinforced one-way mirror.  The man in the room next to hers refused to
reveal his identity, though reportedly he had used the name John before his
capture, so she expected that part was probably correct.  His unofficial
codename was Casanova, given how some of the other female staff had
responded to him.

   He was a caucasian of about thirty years old, of average height, average
build, and had dark brown hair; everything about "Casanova" was just
average.  And yet, he had been brought to the attention of Sandoval's
unofficial branch of the Department of Homeland Security due to what could
only be described as a nearly supernatural effect on women.  Not all women,
strangely enough, and not all of the time.  Sandoval herself hadn't been
affected when she first interviewed him a few weeks previous, after he had
been apprehended, and one of the other female agents who had practically
jumped into his lap one day had been cool to him a few days before, and
confused at her behavior a few hours later.  He had almost convinced the
third and only other female agent in Sandoval's branch to unlock his door
just the day before.

   Hypnotism?  she wondered.  Now only male agents, who seemed immune to
his "charms", could deal with Casanova, which presented some difficulty for
Sandoval, who was in charge of the man's case.

   "What is your deal?" she asked the man in the next room, but of course
he could not hear her through the glass.

   --

   16-year-old JJ was miserable.  His lab partner was Sally Jacobs, the
girl who had bullied him since they were 13.  The first time he had met
her, the bitch had kicked him in the balls for no apparent reason.  She had
never apologized, and in fact used the fact that she was a girl to get away
with calling him names and pushing him around ever since.  If he
complained, she just claimed that HE had bullied HER, and teachers always
believed the girl.  It didn't help that she had a growth spurt a couple
years ago and was currently taller than him, making the power imbalance
visible.

   Today, when the science teacher had asked students to pair up, Sally had
sidled up uncomfortably close to him.  He knew better than to complain to
the teacher, though.  What teenage boy complained about being paired up
with an attractive girl?

   Wait, when did he start finding Sally attractive?  he wondered.  He
looked over at the tall, curly brown-haired girl in her tight jeans that
showed off her rounded ass, and sweater that was pushed out by her growing
breasts, and realized that she was kinda sexy.  He harrumphed...great, he
thought, now she has even more power over me.

   Sally sniffled.  It seemed that she might be coming down with a cold. 
Couldn't happen to a nicer person, JJ thought.

   Partway through class he felt a burning heat on his right hip.  "Oops!"
Sally said, moving back, lit bunsen burner in hand.  His sweatshirt was on
fire!  He quickly pulled it off, feeling the flame singe his fingers as he
did so.  Then he stomped on the fabric until the flames were out.  The
teacher had reacted quickly, approaching with an extinguisher in hand, but
now it was unnecessary.

   "So clumsy, JJ!" Sally admonished him.

   JJ was still wearing a t-shirt, but it had bunched up around his
underarms by the sudden removal of his sweatshirt.  He pulled it back down.
"Oww..." He felt two of his fingers start to blister.  "Permission to go to
the nurse's office, Mr.  Davies?"

   After JJ left, Sally raised her hand.  "Mr.  Davies, can I go to the
bathroom, please?"

   --

   The school nurse wasn't in her office, but JJ found some ointment and
gauze, and after cleaning and treating the burns, he wrapped them.  As he
turned to leave he saw Sally sitting on the cot, watching him.

   "You fucking bitch!" he hissed at her.  He had learned not to yell, as
teachers would think he was causing their fights.  Why would girls start
fights?  they asked.

   "I'm sorry," she said, her eyes downcast.

   JJ was taken aback.  "Um, what?" She had never apologized, ever!

   She patted the section of cot next to her.  JJ, confused, sat and waited
for her to take advantage.  Was she going to headbutt him?  Flick his nose?

   She turned and kissed him.

   JJ felt electricity flash through his body at the touch of her lips. 
This was his first kiss, and with Sally!?  He opened his mouth a little on
instinct and her tongue slipped inside.

   He quickly pulled back and looked at the taller girl.  Her pupils were
incredibly wide, and he could see her nostrils flaring, her breath rate
fast.  Why was she doing this?

   Oh, of course, JJ thought, and stood up.  She was going to take her
bullying to the next level and claim he tried to rape her or something. 
Well, fuck that!

   Sally reached forward, grabbed his jeans by the pockets, and yanked them
down, their slight spandex content assisting with the pantsing.  However,
they were also tight jeans, and so his boxers came down with them.  His
semi-hard cock popped out in front of her face.

   "Sally!" He tried to reach down to pull his jeans back up, but Sally
moved her head forward and took his dick into her mouth.

   "Oh..." was all JJ was able to get out.  His cock quickly hardened in
the warm, wet mouth of his arch enemy.

   "Mmm..." she moaned as she licked the head of his cock.

   JJ's mind was skipping, like a scratched old-timey record.  Why was this
happening?  It felt SO GOOD.  He wasn't about to stop her, even if she was
about to stop and scream rape.

   Sally's cheeks hollowed out as she sucked on his cock hard.  As she
moved her lips along his shaft, JJ felt his orgasm come upon him quickly.

   "Ohh...Sally, I'm gonna..."

   "MM HM," she hummed, and sucked harder.

   "Ohhh, shittt..." JJ thrust his hips as he spurted his cum into Sally's
mouth.  A real blowjob was leaps and bounds above whacking off!

   After his orgasm subsided he heard a gulp and then Sally fell backward,
moaning, shaking and writhing on the cot.  "Ohhh fuucckkk..." she moaned
after gulping down the rest of his seed, "that's what I neeeeded..."

   JJ pulled his pants back up.  He didn't know what to do now.  What did
this mean for Sally and him?  Then the bell rang, signalling lunch. 
"Um...I'm gonna go...I'll see you later, okay?" he asked.

   "Later..." she sighed as he left.

   --

   JJ felt someone push him from behind as he walked home.  He turned to
find Sally there, looking angry.  "Hey, Sally..." he began.

   She grabbed him by his coat collars and then her face was right up in
his.  "I don't know what you did earlier, Jerk Junior, but..." Then she
paused and wrinkled her nose as if she was going to sneeze.  "...you..."
After a moment her face went slack and she started breathing heavily.

   JJ waited.  Why was she angry at him?

   "...you're coming back to my house," she said, matter-of-factly,
grabbing his hand and pulling him along.

   JJ didn't have any say in the matter, and a few minutes later he was
shoved through Sally's front door.  "Mom's not home until later," she said,
pulling him down a hallway and through another door...her bedroom!  She
closed it behind them, trapping him.

   "Sally, what's going on here?" JJ asked her.  She was acting so weird!

   "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked, seeming suddenly unsure of
herself.

   "I...yes...but..."

   She pulled off her sweater and JJ gasped at the thin white t-shirt
barely obscuring the structure of her bra.  She moved toward JJ, who backed
away.  His legs bumped into her bed and he fell back onto it.  Then she was
on top of him, kissing him.

   "Mmf!" he gasped into her mouth.  As before, her tongue snaked between
his lips, and soon they were kissing passionately.  After a few minutes,
Sally started rubbing her jeans-covered crotch against his.  His cock
stiffened to full size under the onslaught.

   Then he felt her unfastening his jeans.  "Sally..."

   "Shh!" she admonished him.  "Don't say anything or I'll lose my nerve."
She finished unzipping him and pulled his pants down, his underwear once
more going for the ride.  His 5" stiffie popped into view.  "There it
is..." she murmured as she pulled off her own jeans, though she kept her
white panties on, and climbed onto him again.

   This time as she mashed her genitalia against his, they groaned at the
pleasure of only a thin layer of cotton separating them.  They started to
kiss again.  Soon Sally's underwear was soaked from their mutual sex
juices.

   JJ reached up and felt one of Sally's breasts through her t-shirt and
bra.  She grabbed his hand.  "I think they're too small, but...do you want
to see them?" she asked hesitantly.

   He nodded, and Sally reared up, her panty-covered pussy still pressed
against his cock shaft, and pulled her t-shirt off.  Then she awkwardly
unfastened the titsling and JJ gasped as her breasts came into view.

   It's true they were a bit small on her larger frame, with wide pink
areolas, but they were the first real breasts he had ever seen and they
were beautiful.  He told her as much.

   She smiled.  "Ohh...suck on my titties, JJ..." Then she moved forward so
he could do just that.

   JJ took a nipple into his mouth and sucked and licked at it, making
Sally gasp in pleasure.  This new angle caused the head of his cock to
nestle itself right into the fabric covering the opening of her vagina, and
she moaned at the feeling and pressed down harder, causing the head of JJ's
cock to stretch the thin fabric and push slightly between her vaginal lips.

   "Ohh..." she moaned in frustration.  It wasn't enough!  She reached down
and pulled the gusset of her panties aside, and on the next thrust, half of
JJ's cock rushed inside her extremely lubricated pussy.

   "AH!" she gasped in pain, and stopped moving.

   JJ held his breath.  His cock was inside her!  It felt warm and
incredible, but it seemed Sally was in pain.  He released her nipple.  "Is
this your first time?"

   "Uh huh..." she whimpered.

   "Mine too." JJ took her head in his hands and kissed her, far more
tenderly than he had ever thought he could with the girl who had made the
last few years of his life hell.  She returned the kiss, and soon their
tongues were dancing again.  JJ felt Sally moving her hips once more, this
time in a circular manner.

   "Ah...hah..." she gasped as she broke the kiss, reared back on him
again, and pushed down more.  She felt a soreness inside her cooch, but the
pleasure of JJ's cock pushing into her was stronger.  Soon he was all the
way inside her.

   JJ gasped.  He was balls deep inside Sally now, and it felt incredible!
He looked up at the pretty, tall girl as she looked down at him.  Her
pupils were really dilated again.  Her face held no hint of the anger she
had shown earlier.

   She pulled herself up and forward slowly, until only the head of JJ's
cock was inside her, and then slowly pushed back down until their groins
were mashed together again.  Both of them moaned in pleasure.

   Then she did it again, faster.  And again...faster, faster...

   JJ felt that he was going to explode soon.  Oh, shit, he realized, they
weren't using a condom!  "Sally, do you have a rubber?"

   She continued to bounce, bringing him closer to his release.  "Rubber?
No..."

   "Fuck...Sally, you have to stop...I'm gonna cum..."

   "Ooh, yes, that's what I want..." She bounced upon him even harder.

   Why was she acting like this?  JJ wondered.  Didn't she realize the
danger she was in?  "Sally...get off...ohh..."

   "Give it to me...give it to meeeee..." She was ramming her pussy down
hard on him now.

   "Ohhh...uhhh!" Then JJ was cumming, blasting his teenage sperm deep
inside of his arch enemy.

   "Yessss..." she gasped, and then screamed, "Aaaahhhh!!!"

   JJ felt Sally's vagina suddenly tighten around his cock as she orgasmed.
She fell forward and screamed in his ear as each pulse of his cum was
sucked deeper inside her spasming, unprotected reproductive system.

   Then it was over and Sally rolled to the side, gasping.  JJ's softening
penis slipped from within her previously virginal channel, and pink-tinged
semen followed it out.

   JJ sat up.  Sally was still shaking with after-orgasms.  "So good..."
she murmured, lightly playing with her clit and the sperm dribbling out of
her pussy.

   He grabbed some tissues to clean himself and then quickly redressed,
since Sally seemed like she was in no condition to stop him from leaving.
"Um...I'm gonna go home now, Sally.  I'll see you tomorrow in school?"

   "Uh huh..."

   --

   When JJ got home he undressed, took off his underwear, and sniffed the
crotch.  He could smell his semen, but also Sally's pussy juices.  His cock
stirred at the scent, but after cumming twice that day, he figured he
should give it a rest.

   As he put on replacement underwear, he thought about what had happened.
It seemed that Sally wanted to be his girlfriend now, after terrorizing him
for years?  What had changed?  They were both 16 now, but she had dumped
his lunch in his lap just a week ago, and nothing had happened since then
that should have changed her mind about him.  It didn't make any sense.

   To be continued...

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