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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Heatmyzer...)

Rachel has been fucking you out of your mind for the past week and a half. “Just go, live out your fantasy, my dick hurts!” you proclaim.

“Fine. Fuck you. I’m going out with the girls,” she shouts back at you.

Raising a middle finger you say, “later bitch, you and your whores have fun.”

Only after you hear her leaving in her friend’s car do you realize what she was wearing. Rachel is small in stature but her body, however, is insanely off the charts. Coupled with a face to make a devil blush. You are scared when it registers that she’s going out with her shity, dirtbag, slutwhore friends. She didn’t leave the house in a normal slutty nun Halloween outfit. She left with her slut friends wearing a cum-dumpster nun outfit. You don’t really care as long as she is happy.

“OMG” her friends proclaim! “You’re going to get us in trouble dressed like that!” Her friends are referring to her outfit that consists of a nun’s habit and a deep, plunging, barely there, black crop top. It’s accompanied by an equally miniscule skirt. Just to spite you, she wore your favorite, crotch-less black panties, with thigh-high leggings and a garter belt.

“Shut your traps, bitches,” she says as she walks right through the two massive, black bouncers guarding the door.

Rachel moves to the dance floor. Given what she is wearing, hands find her immediately. A hard prick pushes against her ass. Shamefully she grinds against any guy that gets close to her. So embarrassed by her actions, all of her friends ditch her.

Usually, random guys at the club, groping and grinding her with their erections is enough, but not tonight. She staggers her way out of the bar, realizing that her last drink had been laced with GHB. After screaming for her friends for five minutes, Rachel gets the hint that her friends ditched her. She doesn’t care, she’s still pissed off at you.

Rachel thinks to herself. “I’m a 12 on a bad day! I can get as much attention as I want. I’ll make Ross so jealous by just taking a few selfies with random guys. She takes nearly 100 photos with guys and girls alike. She lets them feel her up they wait in line for the club.

Realizing that she is fucked up, she leaves the line for the club. She makes her way to Hollywood Blvd and the subway that will take her home.

A Latino man dressed in priest garb openly spits on her. His spit lands perfectly in her cleavage. With her middle finger she wipes the spit from between her breasts and says, “Fuck you padre!” as she sucks her ‘fuck you’ finger clean. “Asshole,” she comments as she boards one of the last cars of the night.