Disclaimer: All characters are over 18. Rape is bad and this is just a fantasy.
In high school, Polly was an academically exceptional student. She was that 'perfect' child that every parent dreams of, and consequently, I had a massive crush on her. She had straight brown hair, c-cups and a nice thick butt. Naturally, I started to get close to her in our classes and eventually we became really good friends. I always treated her like a queen. I'd buy her food, buy her chocolates for her birthday and be the supporting rock that listens to all her problems.
I inevitably confessed my feelings one afternoon while we walked home from school. Of course, she only saw me as a friend. I was devastated. For months after that, I felt defeated. Overtime our friendship deteriorated. I tried my best to pretend that it didn't bother me, but rage was slowly building up inside me. She could tell I was upset and so we grew apart pretty quickly.
After high school graduation, we studied different programs in the same college, but we rarely spoke at this point. I was starting to get over her and things in my life were going well. I had joined the entrepreneurship club at my school, made lots of friends, and my grades were pretty decent as well.
At the beginning of second quarter, I decided to get a car, since taking the bus was draining. This shortened my commute from 1.5 hours to just around 40 minutes. I'd drive my friends to school as well whenever our classes were at similar times. A few weeks later, I got a text from Polly.
"Heyy, would you mind driving me to school tomorrow :)."
That bitch! It took me too long to realize that she wasn't ever really my friend. She just loved taking advantage of me.
"I'm not driving you," I replied.
A few minutes later she sends a picture and replies "pretty pleasee." The picture was a headshot of her smiling, sticking her tongue out, and wearing nothing but a bra. However, it was cut off so that you could barely see any cleavage. This enraged me. That little cunt thinks I'll do whatever she asks just because I liked her. Just then, an idea popped into my mind.
"Ok sure," I replied.