Emma: a Bully for Her Thoughts

Oh well, if it isn't sweet little Emma Smith. Let me tell you, this girl's got it all - she's young, she's hot, and she's finally gotten herself a nerdy little engineering boyfriend. I bet she can't wait to get her hands on his hard drive, if you know what I mean.

Emma's always been the apple of her daddy's eye. A typical trust fund baby.

Growing up in a fancy suburban mansion, she's never wanted for anything in her life. She's always been one of the popular girls, a beautiful vixen with a perfect body that turns heads wherever she goes. But don't be fooled by her good looks because she's not just a pretty face. She's got brains too, and she's studying psychology at Milltown College: an excellent program.

Now that she's finally snagged herself a nerdy little engineering boytoy, she's on top of the world. She can't stop thinking about him, and she's constantly fantasizing about all the dirty things she wants to do to him. At least in theory. Well in practice, she is a virgin, and she is hella nervous - she's never been in a serious relationship before, and she doesn't want to mess things up. She's constantly second-guessing herself and wondering if she's good enough for him. But hey, with a body like that, who wouldn't want to be with her?

As for her looks, Emma's a knockout. She's got long, blonde hair that she always wears in loose waves, framing her perfect face. Her eyes are a striking blue, and her lips are always coated in a shiny gloss that begs to be kissed. Her body is tight and toned, with perky tits and a round ass that make her the envy of every girl on campus. And don't even get me started on her long, toned legs - they go on for decades.

So there you have it - Emma Smith, the perfect little college girl with the perfect little nerdy boyfriend. A relationship, as cute as a button.

And Well, well, well, looks like Emma's nerdy boyfriend Tom is head over heels for her. The way he looks at her with those puppy dog eyes is enough to make anyone gag. He's constantly doting on her, showering her with compliments, and practically worshipping the ground she walks on. This dangly, bespectacled fuck.

Tom can't keep his hands off of Emma, always wanting to touch and kiss her. He's like a lovesick puppy, following her around everywhere and doing anything to make her happy. It's clear that he's completely enamored with her, and he doesn't care who knows it.

Whenever Emma's around, Tom gets all flustered and nervous, stumbling over his words and fidgeting with his hands. He's clearly not used to being around such a gorgeous and confident woman, but he's doing his best to keep up. I'm sure he's hoping that Emma won't notice just how much of a dork he really is.

But hey, who can blame the guy? Emma's a total babe, and any man with a pulse would be lucky to have her. It's no wonder Tom is head over heels for her, even if he is a bit of a nerdy mess around her.

Enter:

Tom's high school bully... The name is Brad Johnson, and he has just transferred to Milltown College. He is a tall and muscular guy with short, buzzed hair and a smug look on his face. Brad was known for his aggressive behavior in high school, and it seems that he really hasn't changed all that much.

Brad is the type of person who loves to intimidate others and make them feel small. He often picks on those he considers weak or vulnerable. He enjoys getting into physical altercations and will not hesitate to use force to get what he wants.

Upon transferring to Milltown, Brad sees an opportunity to continue his bullying ways. He believes that he can easily dominate and control the people around him, including Tom and Emma. He starts to taunt Tom who he knows from high school as a complete doormat and makes snide remarks about Emma whenever he sees her.

Despite his aggressive behavior, Brad is actually quite insecure. He feels like he needs to constantly prove his strength and dominance over others in order to feel good about himself. This often leads him to make poor decisions and act without thinking things through. However, this is what makes his so dangerous...

Set the scene: Tom was walking across the college campus, lost in thought about his new girlfriend, Emma, when he saw someone, he never expected to see again - his old high school bully. At first, Tom froze in shock, and his heart started pounding. He couldn't believe that his tormentor from years ago was standing right in front of him.

The bully recognized Tom immediately and let out a cruel laugh. "Well, well, well, look who it is. The little nerdy bird from high school," he said mockingly.

Tom could feel his face growing hot with embarrassment and anger. He didn't want to relive those horrible memories, but he knew he couldn't just run away. He stood up straight and tried to maintain his composure.

"Brad, what the fuck are you doing here?" Tom asked, trying to sound confident.

"I transferred here for a fresh start. It's nice to see you're still the same old loser, though," Brad replied with a smirk. Tom clenched his fists, trying to control his anger. He didn't want to stoop to Brad's level, but it was difficult not to react.

Emma happened to be walking nearby and saw the tense situation. She walked over to Tom and stood by his side, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Is everything okay?" she asked, looking at Brad with suspicion.

Brad sneered at Emma. "Who's the new girl, Tom? Your little pet now?"

Tom felt a surge of protectiveness towards Emma. "This is my girlfriend, Emma. And I suggest you leave us alone." Brad laughed dismissively taking in Emma's tight body in full view. "You're still a pathetic little loser, Tom. Your girlfriend, however, can visit me anytime to hear stories about how I beat you up in high school every day. I'll be seeing you around." And with that, Brad turned and walked away, leaving Tom and Emma standing in stunned silence. Tom couldn't believe that Brad was still the same bully he remembered from high school. He felt a mixture of anger, fear, and embarrassment all at once, but he was grateful to have Emma by his side. He really did not like what Brad said about her... as if she was just a piece of meat he could use. Tom remembered stories he heard about that in high school, but rumors merely, about Brad and his changing cheerleader girlfriends. One of them got pregnant and had to change schools... does Brad have a kid somewhere? He would be doing better taking care of that instead of marauding around campus...

Interlude: A few days after their encounter with Brad, Emma and Tom decided to go on a date to take their minds off the recent events. They agreed to go on a hike, and Emma suggested a nearby trail that led to a scenic viewpoint. Tom eagerly agreed, excited to spend some quality time with Emma in nature.

They arrived at the trailhead, laced up their hiking boots, and started the trek. Emma was in high spirits, pointing out the different plants and birds they encountered along the way. Tom, on the other hand, was struggling to keep up. He was out of breath and his legs were starting to ache. He had never been a sporty one.

"Are you okay?" Emma asked, noticing Tom's labored breathing.

"I'm just not used to this kind of exercise," Tom admitted.

"Don't worry, we'll take it slow," Emma reassured him. "I just wanted to show you this amazing view. Trust me, it's worth it."

Tom nodded, determined to keep going. He didn't want to disappoint Emma or seem like a weakling. They continued on, and as they got closer to the viewpoint, Tom's spirits lifted. The trail opened up to a stunning panorama of the surrounding mountains and valley below.

"Wow, this is incredible," Tom breathed, taking in the view.

"I knew you'd like it," Emma said with a smile. "Come on, let's sit and enjoy it for a bit."They found a comfortable spot to sit and admire the view. Emma took out a small picnic basket from her backpack and revealed a spread of delicious snacks and drinks. They nibbled on the food and chatted about their plans for the future. Tom couldn't help but feel grateful for Emma's kindness and understanding. She was the opposite of the people he encountered in high school, and he was grateful to have her in his life. And she was the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes on. In high school no pretty girl would ever want to even talk to him, instead hanging around with assholes like Brad. Emma sat on his lap and gave him a loving kiss on the cheek. Absolutely romantic.

As the sun began to set, they started to make their way back down the trail. Tom felt a sense of accomplishment and exhilaration, as if he had conquered a personal challenge. Emma noticed his enthusiasm and smiled.

"See, you're not so nerdy after all," she teased, nudging him playfully.

Tom laughed, feeling happy and content. He knew that there would be more challenges to come, but with Emma by his side, he felt ready to face them.

The next day, Emma cheerfully walked into the campus cafeteria, as she almost ran into Brad, the evil college bully. Emma's heart was suddenly racing with anxiety as she was only centimeters from his broad face, his muscular frame filling up the entire space, his confident smirk making her pulse quicken with fear. Brad leaned in and whispered, "Hey there, slut. I hear you've been getting some action from my boy Tom. Well, I've been wanting a piece of you too, babe." Emma felt her cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and anger as Brad's crude words sent a shiver down her spine. She tried to compose herself and stand up for herself, but her words failed her as Brad's gaze lingered on her curves and her tight clothes. Brad continued, "But don't worry, babe. I'm not the jealous type. I'll share you with that nerd, and I'll even let you have a taste of my cock anytime... I know you're a dirty little slut, and I like that about you." Emma was both horrified and enraged by Brad's words, her mind racing with anger and fear as he continued to taunt and tease her. Brad then leaned in closer and whispered, "You know, babe, I could make you feel so much better than my boy ever could. All you have to do is come to me, and I'll show you a good time."

Emma could feel his huge hands grabbing her perky tits, barely held back by a bralette under her blouse. Emma felt her body betraying her for a second as Brad's sudden touch sent a rush of heat to her loins, her panties dripping within a the blink of an eye. Brad gave Emma a knowing smirk and whispered, "I'll be seeing you around, slut. And trust me, you won't be able to resist me for long." Emma's heart was racing with both excitement and fear as she walked away, her mind consumed with anger, fear, lust and desire for her boyfriend's bully.

This was not the only time Brad tried to assert his dominance on campus. As Emma was walking across the campus yard a few days later she suddenly she spotted Brad standing at the end of the path, leaning against a wall. Her heart rate sped up, and her breath caught in her throat. Brad was her boyfriend's bully, and she had heard stories about his lewd behavior towards other girls in the school, as well as herself. She tried to turn and walk in the opposite direction, but it was too late. Brad had already noticed her and started walking towards her, a wicked grin on his face. Emma felt frozen with fear, her body trembling as Brad closed in on her. "Hey, little lady," he said, his voice dripping with a cocky tone. "What brings you here all by yourself?" Emma didn't want to talk to him, but she couldn't find the words to reply. Brad moved even closer, and Emma felt his hot breath on her face. She could smell alcohol on his breath, making her even more scared. "Is your boyfriend again not here to protect you?" Brad taunted, inching even closer to her. "You look so cute when you're scared. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Unless you want me to..."

Emma's eyes widened with fear, and she knew she had to get away from him. She tried to push past him, but he grabbed her by the arm, pulling her towards him. She could feel his hard body pressing against her, and she knew she was in trouble. "Let go of me!" she screamed, trying to pull away from him. But Brad just laughed, tightening his grip on her. "I don't think so, sweetie. You're going to stay right here with me, and we're going to have some fun." Emma felt her body tense up in fear, wondering what he was going to do to her. She knew she had to think of a way to get out of this situation, and fast.

Brad couldn't help but notice the fear in Emma's eyes, and a smirk spread across his face as he closed the distance between them. Emma took a step back, but Brad quickly stepped forward, backing her against a tree, shoving himself against her tight body. "Hey there, pretty little thing," Brad said, leering down at her. "Long time no see." Emma's heart was pounding in her chest, and she tried to keep her voice steady as she replied. "W-what do you want, Brad?" Brad chuckled, his hot breath washing over her face. "What do I want? I think you know what I want, Emma." Emma shook her head frantically. "Please, Brad, just leave me alone. I don't want any trouble." Brad just laughed, and before Emma could react, he grabbed her by the wrists and pinned them against the tree. "Oh, I don't think you have a choice, baby. I think you and I are gonna have a little fun. Last time I only felt your tight tits, but I think today we could go a little further..." Emma struggled, but Brad's grip was too strong. She could feel his hot breath on her neck as he leaned in, and she knew that she was in serious trouble.

She just can't bear it anymore. The way Brad is touching her makes her skin crawl. She wants to run away and never see him again. But as Brad's grip tightens around her wrist, she musters all her strength and yanks her hand back, breaking free from his grasp. "You're fucking disgusting," she spits, her voice trembling with fear and disgust. "Don't you ever touch me again."

With that, Emma turns and runs as fast as she can, her heart pounding with fear and adrenaline. She doesn't look back, doesn't stop until she's safely back in her dorm room, where she collapses on her bed, sobbing and shaking with anger and terror. Emma can't believe what just happened to her, and she can't shake the feeling of Brad's hands on her body. It's going to take a long time for her to feel safe again.

As Emma and Tom were talking about what happened, and Emma's boyfriend Tom was just fuming with anger. He was furious that his sweet little girlfriend had to deal with the likes of Brad, who is nothing but a horny, sleazy piece of garbage.

Emma told Tom everything, every single detail about her encounter with Brad, describing how he talked to her and how he acted around her. She even told Tom how Brad was eyeing her up and down, checking her out like a piece of meat, grabbing her breasts like they were his personal property. It was disgusting to hear, but Tom was just happy that she was okay.

Tom tried to calm down Emma by telling her that he would take care of Brad, but Emma was still a bit shaken up. She kept telling Tom that she was scared and that she didn't want to see Brad ever again. But Tom was determined to make things right and to protect his girlfriend at all costs.

In the end, Tom hugged Emma tightly, assuring her that he would do everything in his power to make sure she was safe. Emma clung to him, feeling much better with his arms around her. As she held him tight, she knew that Tom was the only person she could ever trust and the only person who could ever protect her from Brad's disgusting advances.

As Tom was holding his beautiful girlfriend Emma tight after the unfortunate encounter with Brad, the fuckin' bully. Emma was clearly shaken up, her whole body trembling, and tears were running down her beautiful face. Tom held her face with his big strong hands, looked deep into her watery eyes, and started wiping away her tears. As Emma rested her head on Tom's slim chest, he could feel his dick getting hard in his pants. His heart was racing, and he wanted nothing more than to take her right there on the spot. However, Tom knew that this was not the time to act on his desires, he was not a piece of shit like Brad, right? Emma needed him, and he was there for her. He continued to hold her close and whispered comforting words in her ear, his boner pressing against her, but he made no move to act on it. Instead, he was focused on making sure that Emma felt safe and loved, and that nothing else mattered at that moment.

On the next day, Tom decided to confront Brad directly. Well, well, well, it seems like our little Tom has finally found his balls! Tom walks up to his bully Brad with a fiery look in his eyes.

Tom could feel the fire within him burning as he watched Brad teasing him about the way he grabbed his girlfriend Emma's tits the day before. His fists were clenched, and his eyes were blazing with anger as he stepped forward to confront the bully. As soon as Brad mentions grabbing Emma's tits and how much she enjoyed it, Tom's rage boils over. "What did you say?" Tom shouted, his voice shaking with rage. Brad grinned, his eyes glinting with amusement as he looked at Tom. "You heard me, pussy. I grabbed your girl's tits yesterday, and she loved it. What are you gonna do about it?"

Brad was quick, and he dodged the attack easily. Laughing, he grabbed Tom by the shirt and slammed him into the wall. "You're so weak, Tom," Brad sneered. "No wonder your girl needs a real man like me to satisfy her." Tom snarled in response and attempted to strike back with a kick, but Brad blocked it and retaliated with a powerful punch that sent Tom reeling. Tom felt his head spinning as he hit the ground, dazed and disoriented.

But Brad wasn't done yet. He grabbed Tom by the hair and slammed his head into the pavement, again and again, until Tom was barely conscious.

But, let's face it, Tom never stood a chance. As Tom doubles over in pain, Brad lands another blow to his jaw, knocking him to the ground.

With Tom lying on the ground, bruised and beaten, Brad stands over him, his cocky grin showing how much he's enjoying this. He then delivers a verbal blow, telling Tom how much of a loser he is for not being able to protect his own girl.

Tom can only lie there in pain, feeling helpless and emasculated, while Brad walks away, the victor once again. Looks like Tom still has a long way to go before he can stand up to Brad, let alone protect Emma from his lecherous advances.

Tom lay there, his mind awash with pain and humiliation. He knew he had to find a way to get revenge on Brad, but for now, all he could do was try to pick himself up and lick his wounds.

Later the same day, Tom and Emma were fuming as they sat down in the campus police station. Emma was in tears, feeling violated and humiliated after Brad had groped her tits. Tom was raging, trying to explain to the police officer what had happened. But the police officer was dismissive, thinking that Emma had enjoyed Brad's touch because he was a "real man." Emma was shocked to hear the officer say that, and started to doubt herself, thinking that maybe she had somehow invited Brad's touch.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You're supposed to be here to protect us!" Tom screamed at the police officer. But the officer just chuckled and said, "Relax, son. Your girl just got some real man action. You should be thanking Brad for giving her what she really wants." Emma was mortified to hear the officer talk like that. She felt like a slut and a whore for even considering that maybe she had wanted Brad's touch. But deep down, she knew that she had never consented to it. Tom could see the look of shame and confusion on Emma's face and pulled her close to him, trying to comfort her. "Don't listen to him, baby. You didn't do anything wrong. It's not your fault that Brad is a fucking pig," Tom whispered in Emma's ear. Emma felt a small spark of comfort in Tom's embrace and slowly started to calm down.