Alan was a pocket protector-wearing virgin nerd who cherishes playing videogames two weeks ago. When Monday morning came along and school was about to begin, he was still a pocket protector-wearing nerd who loves to play videogames but a virgin no longer and the entire school knew his secret. Apparently, some of his schoolmates saw the webcam show he did last Friday with the busty Wilcox Sisters and the hardcore sex scene went viral. There wasn't a pair of eyes that wasn't drawn to Alan as he walked the hallways to get from class to class. A lot of the popular students and jockeys still didn't like him while many of his smart, bookworm peers envied and praised him as a God and wanted to know how they could get their dicks bigger. Alan was quite shocked when a few of the male staff members came up to him and asked him questions about the webcam video and how to lengthy their penises. But importantly, girls were starting to notice him, or at least tried to get a sneak peak of his hung junk.
"Hey Alan. Over here."
Alan heard the whispering of a raspy voice from across a classroom. He looked over and saw the Student Council President Harper leaning from outside the classroom door. They had never really spoken to each other, other than the occasional hi. Alan found her to be quite attractive as she bared a striking resemblance to actress Chloe Moretz but with jet-black hair, a nice pair of orange-sized tits and a petite little butt. Her sense of fashion consisted of ankle-length skirts and turtlenecks.
"Hey, Alan... You got a minute?" Harper whispered again.
"Sure," he replied queerly.
He walked over to the door and bypassed Harper. To his complete surprise, she wasn't alone. Sitting in the first row of desks were her best friends; Fern, Kelsey, and Charlotte. Alan cracked a goofy smile towards the three girls as their eyes followed him to the teacher's desk.
"What's up with them? And more importantly, why am I here?" he questioned Harper.
"Well, you see Alan, we stumbled upon your naughty homemade video and we were quite... literally... shocked," Charlotte replied.
Alan was taken back by the fact that shy and quiet Charlotte would ever view porn. She was a pimply-faced comic book nerd who stood 5'10 with dirty blonde hair and had a pleasantly plump figure, primarily giant breasts and large prominent nipples that were making Alan's cock twitch in his trousers.
"Um, what about the video?" he nervously asked with the knowledge that his cock was rising in front of them.
"We discovered that you're very well-endowed," Harper reiterated.
"You could say that..."
"Can you show it to us. Your penis, I mean," Kelsey asked straight forward.
Alan looked at Kelsey with an embarrassing smile and a rather medium-sized bulge in his trousers. Kelsey was a plain jane who dressed like the school's librarian, complete with large oval glasses and light-brown hair tied in a bun. Underneath her white blouse and black vest were a pair of grapefruit-sized titties she kept tightly obscured. The bulge in Alan's pants began growing again and the girls quickly took notice.
"OH my GOD! He's growing a fucking boner right in front of us!" yelled Fern.
Alan's boner kept growing as he looked over at Fern and smiled brazenly. She was a cute foreign exchange student from Canada with a punk-rock look. She had dark brown eyes, black and brown wavy hair and wore a lip-ring. She wore a black tank top that molded over her melon-sized knockers that formed a nice canyon of cleavage Alan couldn't pry his horny eyes away from. It was all but enough to have Alan's huge cock at full mass.
"OH CHRIST, GOOD HEAVENS, LORD FUCKING JESUS!" shouted Fern.
"OH MY!" gasped Harper.
"That's one seriously big penis!" observed Kelsey.
"Wow! That's incredibly large," Charlotte spoke softly.
"Now is a better time than any to explain why you were summon here..." said Harper, as she broke out of her trance. "I guess seeing is believing and I think we all believe that you are the one."
"The one?" Alan asked, not attempting to cover up his massive erection tenting through his skinny trousers.
"We don't want to be virgins anymore after prom," Kelsey announced.
"The four of us have been friends since grade school. We made a pack four years ago before entering high school as freshmen that we wouldn't leave high school virgins anymore," Charlotte followed up.
"We know we're not the most desirable women around which made it hard for us to have boyfriends, or maintain one in Harper's case but since the rest of us aren't good with boys, we decided that one guy and one guy alone would be chosen to deflower us as a group," said Fern.
"So after seeing your "video" and your incredible stamina among other incredible things, we have all come to the conclusion that we want you to do the honors of deflowering us," stated Harper. "Please, turn us into full pledge women by dawn on prom night."
Shock with utter disbelief, Alan was put in an awkward and tough position by these unpopular girls. He saw the look on their sad, pitiful faces and immediately came to his decision.
"Of course. I will be happy to," he accepted. Pre-cum oozed inside his underwear knowing what awaited him come prom night.
The girls cheered and applauded in unison just as the bell for the next class rung.
"Awesome. We're still going to prom of course but with no dates, so be at my house around 9 and before you leave, you might want to take care of that thing," Harper said before leaving the classroom with the rest of the girls. "And be sure to save plenty of semen for us on prom night. It's going to be a long night."
Alan stood alone in the classroom still in disbelief as to what just transpired. His trance was broken by the painful throbbing of his dick. He waited inside the empty classroom until the coast was clear. He took tips from his Call of Duty videogame and stealthy made his way to the men's bathroom. Once inside, Alan made his way to the farthest stall. Before he could jerk himself off, he immediately heard footsteps entering the bathroom.
"I know your in here dweeb, so you might as well come out," spouted a familiar voice.
"Melanie?" Alan guessed as he shouted from the lock stall.
"Live and in color bitch and I brought a friend with me," Melanie revealed. "So get your skinny pasty ass out here so we can see that huge delicious dick."
Alan emerged from the stall and straight away his eyes darted towards the humongous pair of prodigious gazongas that belonged to an unrecognizable yet pretty face that stood alongside homely Melanie. They looked quite lopsided on the young girl's lean frame and a great deal larger than Melanie's while crowded inside a thin cotton white tank top. Alan noticed the tremendously endowed girl possibly had on two bras as a beige colored strap and a pink colored strap were in partial view from underneath the straps of her tank top.
"Alan can't seem to hide his excitement," teased Melanie, as the swollen bulge in his jeans got fuller and thicker. "Oh Alan, this is Jasmine, my bitch. She goes to our rival high school."
Alan's trance on Jasmine's oversized funbags was broken by Melanie's shocking comments. His underwear was grossly filled with pre-spunk. Deep in his mind, Alan wondered why would a hot Argentina-American girl with butterscotch skin, dark brown eyes with a black French braid at shoulder length, and possessed a remarkable waist to hip ratio with bigger-than-her-own-head sized boobs, could possibly see in Melanie besides her huge boobs?