(Closed for Poprockz) Huge Bimbo vs Total Nerd

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan sat fuming, deeply fed up with his situation. Namely, the 6’3 Amazonian-built goddess that found her calling in tormenting him relentlessly. He let his head fall onto the library’s desk, after dealing with yet another long day. His circle-rimmed glasses fogged with his tired, resentful sighs. She was relentless in her mission to make his life a living hell, for almost no reason. His grades have taken a major hit due to her interference. He can’t count how many times he’s opened his locker to his papers soaked and ruined, sat down to find his chair pulled from under him, to have his neck decorated with a bright pink lipstick stain.

Her name is Lorelei, the queen bee of campus who did as she liked when she felt like it. Her grip over the school was incredibly powerful, to the point where professors and staff looked the other way from her little games.

In short, Nolan could only continue to write his paper under the dim library LEDs until he noticed Lorelei herself, striding into the library as if she owned the place.

 

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Despite his defeated, downward-facing posture on the desk, she noticed him straight away as though she could practically sense his presence. A smug smile curled her lips as she made a bee-line to him, her hips swaying confidently with each step.

Loralei very much enjoyed fucking with him and testing his patience. He hadn’t lost it on her yet, so she was curious how far she could go before he was pushed over the edge. His reactions were always… cute, for lack of a better word, and she found herself looking forward to seeing him everyday. She was like a child that got a sick kind of glee trying to provoke a dog to see if the dog would bite them.

Not that she expected that he had much bite in him. Her mom was someone who donated substantially to the school, so she was untouchable.

A shadow was cast upon him as she loomed near his chair, leaning over to look at what he might be trying to write. One of her large breasts made contact with his shoulder, resting against it slightly as gravity did its best to fight the bra that held it captive. Though the bra was sturdy, the warmth of her breast could be felt through the fabric.

“Are you writing porn in the library again, Nolan?” She joked, clicking her tongue in mock disapproval. “Tsk tsk! They frown on that sort of thing, you know.”

 

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As soon as she made contact Nolan jolted, freezing up. His disdain was apparent on his face, but he felt stuck. He never really knew how to handle her, even to this day. Worse still, the soft pressure on his shoulder made his awkward mind spiral into thoughts he certainly should not be having about his biggest problem. But…her body just wasn’t fair! How was he expected to control himself around this…

He buried that thought, groaning. This wasn’t new. Honestly, it wasn’t even surprising. This was almost a daily occurrence, so he was always on alert. He had avoided the paths she always through the halls, memorized her mind-meltingly sweet cologne…he’s tried everything to get her off his back.

In a dingy small town like this, where everyone knew everyone, there wasn’t much he could do if he had a problem with someone. When the campus is the only one for miles, transferring just isn’t an option. And what is he even supposed to do? She’s…on an entirely different level. She always was. Even when they were younger, it felt like the difference between the richest girl he’s ever met and himself were light years away.

But that doesn’t matter as much as the issue at hand. He needs to get alone again, to finish his paper! Keeping his GPA up is the only way he’ll ever get out of this town, so last thing he needs is some evil bombshell in his ear.

“Porn-?!” He stutters, quickly getting to his feet to ensure nobody else heard. His reputation was already gutted, he didn’t need any more bad press. “A-Again?! I’ve nev-“ he interrupts himself, stepping back. He stares at the ground, because he won’t be able to focus if he looks into those gorgeous eyes.

“Fuck off, Lorelei…don’t you have cheer practice?”

 

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She chewed the gum she had in her mouth and popped a bubble before shrugging nonchalantly, "nah, it got cancelled today. And how was I supposed to know it wasn't porn when you were bent over like you were jacking yourself off under the table? You seem really repressed so like... it could totally have been like that."

Lorelei glanced down at his laptop with mild curiosity before asking, "well if it wasn't porn, then what are you writing? Fanfiction?" Her arms crossed and she raised her eyebrow at him, popping out her right hip a little. She was wearing a short pink skirt with a white top, a sheer pink scarf around her neck.

 

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Every word felt like a bullet. She must’ve had some type of radar! How did she know so much at little more than a glance?

His fists clenched. He’s sick of this. He doesn’t have time to deal with her! He’d cuss her out if her mother wasn’t the biggest donator to the school!

“It’s a history paper. After you did your little locker prank, this is the only way I can make up all of that work!”

 

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"Ha!" she scoffed, studying her perfectly manicured French-tips. "You think I have time to fuck with your locker? I have better things to do, you know."

The woman sighed and flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder. In actuality, it truly wasn't her who had done such a thing, but that didn't mean she wasn't complicit. If she figured correctly, it was probably Kelsey. That girl had been pissed at Nolan ever since Lorelei had suggested to her that Nolan looked like he was taking pictures of her in the cafeteria the other day. Who knew what he was actually doing with his phone, but her lie was convincing enough to earn some ire for himself.

"Things like practicing, doing my own work, and going to parties that nerds like you could only dream of going to. I bet you'd like to go one of these days..." Her beautiful pink lips curled into a demon's smile and she leaned forward towards him. "I bet I could get you an invite if you asked me reeeeeeally nicely."

 

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“Your OWN work? I thought you were still making Emily do your work for you?” He hissed.

But one of those parties…you’ve heard about them. The coveted, exclusive parties, held in the nicest part of town…he’s always wanted to go, embarrassingly. And she could get him in?!

Tch. This…isn’t important right now. No matter how badly he wanted to go, to see the other side of his town and enjoy some of that ultra-wealthy splendor…he’d rather walk on rusty nails than ask her for anything.

“I don’t have time for…for those parties. I’ve got projects, and hanging out with a bunch of stuck up assholes isn’t how I want to spend my weekends.” Admittedly, he’s lying. Right through his teeth. But Nolan has his pride to uphold! “Why don’t you go flirt with some football player, Lorelei? I need to finish this, and you’re distracting me.”

 

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He had a point there. Emily was indeed doing the majority of her work for her, all except for the few subjects she enjoyed. Still, it wasn't like she was loafing about all the time.

Her lips pouted and she straightened up. "Aw, that wasn't very nice. Everybody needs a break from work from time to time, and you looked lonely all by yourself in here. You should be thanking me, really. Tell you what..." She dug around in her purse until she pulled out a metallic-silver bracelet, like the sort that people would wear to a concert and she tossed it onto his laptop's keyboard.

"Since your papers got all messy, why don't I give that to you to cheer you up? Unless of course... You don't want to party with "a bunch of stuck-up assholes?" She smirked smugly. "If you don't want it, just throw it away later. Up to you. But I'm sure if you do go, at least you'll get to see some hot chicks in real life instead of on your computer screen. You might even get to tell your adopted children some day about the time their single dad got to see a pair of boobs." That elicited a laugh from her as she closed her purse.

To be honest, she was sure that if he went, he'd be begging her to go again, and that was a sight she was looking forward to. He had always bristled at the sight of her, so she wanted to know what it might be like to have him trying to beg for another taste.

 

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His world spun, as she dropped the bracelet onto his keyboard. He swore he heard harps and a choir, as if it was an invitation to Heaven. Throughout his entire schooling career, he’s never been to a real party! Birthday parties, sure, but this…this is real!

“Well…I mean…I’ll-I’ll never use this..” he shifted, his voice gradually getting lower until it was more like a mumble. “Probably just gonna, uh…throw…this away but…when is it…?”

He held the bracelet in his hand like she handed him the hope diamond, trying desperately to mask his excitement.

 

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His excitement was obvious and it filled her with a smug triumph. Who did he think he was fooling?

"The time, date, and address are on the bracelet. You just have to turn it over to see the inside," she pointed out condescendingly, as though he was already supposed to know such things. "Anyway... It's this Saturday at 9. It's a costume party, so you might even get to creep if you want."

There was a snicker, "I mean, not that you'll go or anything. Anyway... I should probably let you study. See you around..." With that, she strutted away, positive she would see him that weekend.

 

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Nolan watched her go, his eyes locked to her soft, swaying hips to make as she strutted away. Her body was like- sculpted!

But he had a choice to make. Should he go? If he went, she pretty much wins! Is a night of pure opulence worth his pride?

Yeah.

The night of the party, Nolan was a broken man. Since he planned on doing a heavier study session Saturday night, he was forced to cram all the material he was going to finish, including his paper, on Friday. He was used to intensive sessions, but…he had no time to take care of himself, so to speak.

He could feel just how pent up he was from months of drowning himself in his studies, and thinking about Lorelei was not at all helpful.

Ugh. He’d have to deal. After all, this is an opportunity of a lifetime! Not once has he ever been invited before now! He looked into the mirror, adjusting his fake vampire teeth. He outdid himself with the costume!
He wore a Victorian-style white cotton dress shirt with a rose emblem on the collar, black slacks and dress shoes, with a black cape patterned with red splotches.

How was he gonna explain to Lorelei why he came, and why he worked so hard on his costume?! Honestly…he didn’t even know why he worked so hard on it.

After an awkward Uber trip (driving a vampire to what could only be described as a mansion was probably one of the weirdest trips his driver had to make that night) he made it to the location on the bracelet.

As soon as he stepped out of the car, the nerves kicked in. He’s standing outside someone’s house for a party, the music is blaring, and he’s dressed like a vampire! He stands on the front steps, taking a second to compose himself.

 

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The music was loud, the sort of music that one could feel humming through their feet the closer they got to the source. Within the mansion (and arriving either on-foot or via other vehicles) were other costumed college students. Most of the women were dressed in something sexy, plenty of eye candy on display.

A few girls passed him by as he waited at the steps. One was dressed up as a mermaid with only a sea-shell bra and a miniskirt, her legs completely painted to look like a mermaid's tail (minus the fins). The second one was dressed as a sexy, black leather cat, while the third was sporting a Jessica Rabbit costume. They were giggling and whispering amongst themselves before they rang the doorbell. A guy dressed as a genie answered it and grinned at them.

"Well hellooo ladies! Welcome to the party! Lookin' fine tonight, I might add." Nolan may have recognized the guy as Zach, one of the more popular soccer players for the college. Generally speaking, he wasn't a trash human-being, but he was pretty apathetic to the antics his friends could get up to which some could say made him complicit.

Once the girls giggled and thanked him, he spotted Nolan, letting the girls head in before he approached. "Hey dude, nice costume. You have an invite?" It was obvious that the guy was somewhat skeptical that he did, thinking he might have been trying to crash, but still being polite about it.

 

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It felt…odd, actually being able to enter a place like this. The bass reverberated through the house and even outside. He could feel the beat through his shoes.

And there were girls! More pretty girls than he’s ever seen in one place! He recognized the girl in the mermaid costume as she passed as Autumn Miller, the track star that somehow managed to be gorgeous while running marathons.

And Zack…he didn’t know what to think about Zack. Nolan never really knew him, honestly. He was known for being sort of a playboy, the type that would shoot his shot regardless of the chances.

Nolan rolled up his sleeve, showing off the bracelet to Zack.

 

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Upon seeing the bracelet, Zack cracked a wide smile and gestured towards the door. "Sick, dude. Come on in. The booze is at the bar down the hall, the beer pong is on the west side, and you can take any room you want unless it's locked." The guy winked knowingly at him, insinuating that if he ended up getting lucky... he could use any of the rooms available. Everybody knew that the parties hosted by the ring of college students on the sports teams were typically centered around booze, drugs, sex, and dancing. Not everybody came there to hook up, but it was common enough that no one would blink an eye if they saw two people ducking into a room or slipping out of the mansion.

There were a lot of people there, holding drinks, laughing, chatting, and dancing. The lights were dim and someone had set up some party lights that danced on the walls, the dimness setting the festive mood for the place. It was warm, sweat and perfume permeating the room as the party raged on. At one point, Lorelei could be spotted walking across the room, having donned a green fairy costume.

She hadn't spotted him yet, distracted as she was by Jake. The guy was one of the top football players, handsome and adored by most of the girls who attended. Rumor was that he had been pursuing her for a while, but she didn't seem particularly receptive to his advances, especially tonight based on her demeanor. She rolled her eyes at him in an annoyed way before putting her hand up to silence him and strutting away in a huff.

Honestly, she couldn't stand guys like that. He thought that because he was hot, he didn't have to put any effort into winning her over. She wasn't just some chocolate bar he could bite off when he felt like it, especially when she had seen him flirting with several other girls throughout the week. They hadn't done the deed yet (though she did suck him off once or twice), and she had decided that with his attitude, she wasn't going to fuck him tonight either. If he really wanted to get into her pants, he was going to have to actually make her feel special.

Jake didn't look frustrated, just amused. He gestured another guy over and the two of them disappeared into a quieter hallway. If one was paying attention it almost looked... like they were about to conspire.

 

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As Nolan entered, his eyes scanned the roam, eagerly drinking in the amenities. A giant, soft couch with people in all types of skimpy costumes, drinking and laughing and flirting…

His head was on a swivel as he gazed with starry eyes at the biggest chocolate fountain he’s ever seen! This must’ve been…the price for this alone must’ve been crazy, but the endless drinks and- a POOL?!

As Nolan lost himself in the fanciest place he’s ever been in, his eyes caught sight of Jake. He scowled.

Jake had been almost as annoying for Nolan as Lorelei. He was loud, he was dumb, he was the type of guy to slap a girl’s ass and call her stuck up if she didn’t instantly fall to his knees and suck him off. Girls fawned over him, even though he was the picturesque frat bro archetype. In short, huge douchebag.

And as he slinked off into a darker hallway, he felt incredibly uncomfortable. He took a mental note, in case he needed to run.

And as his eyes panned to the left…he saw Lorelei. It’s like a bomb went off in his head. Her costume was…perfect. But then, another bomb hit when he realized his jaw was on the ground for Lorelei Valentine, the girl who made his life hell!

After tearing his eyes away from that gorgeous scene, he found himself hopelessly gorging on chocolate covered marshmallows and strawberries.

 

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After a few minutes went by, Lorelei entered the room through a different entryway and spotted him. His posture and the way he carried himself was enough to arouse her suspicions about him, but they were confirmed when she saw his face. He hadn't bothered to wear a mask so it was as plain as day who this spectacle-wearing nerd was. Her drink was still in-hand, having been half-consumed at this point.

The woman grinned and crossed the room to sneak up on him, tapping him on the left shoulder before moving in front of him to his right. "So you decided to come to the party, huh?" Reaching out, she picked up one of the wooden skewers and put a strawberry at the end of it, piercing it through the top and then dipping it into the chocolate. "I guess you didn't have anything better to do than dress up as a..." Her eyes flicked down and back up before she raised a critical eyebrow. "Vampire? I mean, the costume isn't bad even if it is a bit lame, but it would have been better if you were wearing contacts."

She twirled her strawberry to prevent it from dripping too much before bringing it to her lips and taking a juicy bite out of it. A little bit of chocolate dribbled down from her bottom lip, which she soon wiped up with her ring finger and sucked clean. Though she wouldn't admit it, she had been a bit disappointed earlier from the thought that he really wasn't going to show up. It was always really fun to tease him, and the party would have been the same old boring thing otherwise.

 

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Nolan hit a double take, once again stunned by her costume as if he hadn’t seen her the first time. She always stunning, but he kept his face level. The last thing he needed was to raise her ego.

“…yeah, I did come. It seemed like a waste. Didn’t need the constructive criticism from a girl who’s barely wearing anything.” He shot back, trying desperately not to look at her display of licking up the chocolate. “What even are you, anyway? A lime?”

 

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He got a scoff at his comment about her costume, though she wasn’t truly offended. It was actually amusing- more amusing than than the same old drunken conversation she was used to at these parties.

“I’m a fairy, duh.” She turned fully around and back to him so he could see the wings that had just barely peeked out from her shoulders. Though in doing so she also gave him a nice view of her ass straining against the confines of her mini skirt. “The wings aren’t bigger because I’d be smacking everyone in the face with them otherwise. Anyway-“ she skewered a marshmallow and dipped it in the chocolate as well. “-they’re playing ‘spin the bottle’ in the first door to the right on the second floor right after the stairs. Maybe if you go there, you can finally lose your virginity.”

The woman smirked and raised the marshmallow to her mouth, managing to get the sweet treat inside without making a mess of her face save for a bit of chocolate on her lips. It wasn’t there for long though, as soon her tongue slipped up and around to clean them off, pulling the last dregs of chocolaty goodness into to her mouth.

 

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Nolan nearly choked on his red solo cup full of soda. He didn’t drink, solely because he was definitely not the type to handle his alcohol. If he got himself wasted off of barely anything, he knew Lorelei wouldn’t ever let him hear the end of it.

He averted his eyes from her display. No matter how gorgeous and soft looking her ass looked, barely held back by her miniskirt. He felt lecherous, dirty, looking at this total goddess in front of him. There’s no way he could just…he killed that thought, grabbing another strawberry.

“Spin the bottle, huh…?” He made a show about rolling his eyes. “Maybe. I mean…party games with trust fund kids aren’t exactly my forte.”

He looked up from his drink. She hurt his pride! “A-And what makes you think I’m a virgin? For all you know, I could be, like…a total pro!”

 

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Lorelei laughed as though he had made quite the joke, “oh yeah, I’m sure you’ve had loads of practice, fucking girls left and right like you do. With all that “expertise-“ I bet you can last like…” She thought about it for a moment. “At least 15 seconds.”

With that, she tossed her skewers in the nearby skewer trash can and took a sip of the drink she was working on. It wasn’t vodka and a mix of a couple different fruit-flavored sodas. Due to her size, she could typically hold her drink better than a lot of girls, so while she had a pleasant buzz going, she definitely wasn’t drunk yet.

 

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At this point, something snapped in Nolan. This was his first real party, his first time experiencing real opulence. Worse, looking at Lorelei infront of him…he wanted to prove himself. So he crossed his arms.

“You don’t believe me? I-“ he paused, glancing at the stairwell. “I’ll show you! I bet I could go upstairs and play spin the bottle, and I wouldn’t even react!”

In truth, Nolan has never lied so much. He’s a gigantic virgin. He’s never had his first kiss, much less lost his V-card. But when he saw Jake talking to Lorelei earlier…it made him feel something that encouraged him to do stupid things.

 

[Poprockz]

Oh ho… so he had decided to challenge her, had he? Her eyes twinkled with mischievous energy as she regarded him. Of course she could smell the inexperience on him a mile away, which only made the idea of him trying to pretend like he was a long-time womanizer a very funny one.

“Let’s go then. Tell you what- if you can keep yourself from jizzing in your pants, then I’ll let you touch my boobs for ten seconds.” She leaned in closer to him, “what do you say to that, “lady killer”” Her hands had raised to make air-quotation marks in mockery of his claims.

 

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In that moment, he realized the gravity of his situation. Is that even…okay? To touch her?! She made his life hell, but…god, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to. Worse, she’s actually taking him up on that offer?! He was bullshitting! But…

Nolan steeled himself, looking into her eyes. He normally tried not to, because they were…distracting, but now, he had to show confidence.

“Sure! I’ll play! It’s not like I…needed motivation, but…” he took one more chocolate strawberry for good luck. He won’t even get picked, anyway! His luck is terminally awful, so he’d probably just get skipped over! Besides, not jizzing in his pants is like- easy! He’s awfully pent up, sure, but that’s crazy!

He’d show her. He’d finally have a chance to reclaim his dignity with her! So he stormed up the stairs, losing a little more confidence with every step.

As he opened the door, he noticed soft red lights illuminating the room, and a small group of people seated in a circle. He quickly sat down.