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I’m going insane (and very bald)
I feel like my limbs are being stretched apart piece by piece and someone is in my face laughing at me . The only thing keeping me sane is Mr.Kratz , he’s just so perfect , I can’t help but swoon over his fat ass and bald head.
I love you Kratz . I need you I can’t do anything without you
I’m going insane, please help me .
Love , Steven Lecky (chud math teacher)
Sweat drips off my bald ass head and onto my forehead and then slips into my palms
“ fuck not again” ,i get hard to the thought of Mr.Lecky , whenever I can i try to sub for his class and never teach the students and always talk about how much i love him. I never thought he’d ever love a femboy like me?
What should I say?
Do I … have a crush on the teacher next door?
I don’t know how to react, I love Mr.Lecky too but I’m not sure if I’m even ready to be in a relationship , what would my Wife think about it…?
“Pace yourself Mathew, this isn’t one of those math tests I give to my students where I give them 15 minutes to solve 7436863644134 questions, I have all the time in the world to do this.” I search for paper to write back. “If I’m planning to write back what should I even say? I mean… who would ever love mid testosterone like me?”
Creaaaakk , I hear my wife walk into my office, I scurry to hide Lecky’s letter away from her
“Hello dear,” my ugly ahh wife looks at the note in my hands “Writing a new report huh?”
“Yeah…” I whimper “I’m not exactly sure what to write though.”
“Whatever it is, just try writing from the heart, I’m sure it’ll be great!” As my Wife walks away my fat ass blurts out
“Hypotecitally speaking; would you be ok with being polyamorus?”
She smiles and lets out a sigh “Oh you stupid little shit,” “If that were to happen I’d pull the fucking trigger.”
And then while i was digging into my ass i remembered what my wife said
“I want a divorce” … maybe not that one… Oh now I remember!
“Write from your heart,” .I get it that’s what I’ll do
Dear Steven,
I never thought someone like you would care so much about a sub 5 like me, I know we always copy off each other's lesson plans and talk to our students about each other but , I need to tell you something. Whenever I think of you my bootyhole tightens, So with that being said…
W-will you be my kawaii desu b-boyfriend?
Nyan! , Matthew Kratz
“Here you go “ I hand the paper to Mr.Lecky my palms sweaty and my small figure shakes by his dominant presence . He licks the envelope- Pink and sparkly with unicorns on it (like my rosetoy!) and reads through the letter, as I wait for his response, ass shaking, heart beating , dih hard. He looks at me and whimpers
“K-Kratz… I never thought you’d like me back,” He softened his gaze at me, “I only sent you that letter because I was going to quit and wanted you to know before I go away forever.”
My heart stops. What does that twink think he’s talking about?
“You can’t go away, “ I start to tear up as my voice shakes “W-what about us?”
“Here…” he hands me a letter , a letter with his phone number on it “Let’s keep in touch.”
I couldn’t hold it in anymore I run towards my kawaii tteoboki gamshabida senpai and give him a hug
“Please don’t go… not yet”
Mr.Lecky stares me down and turns into the Prince of Saudi Arabia
“Inshallah we’ll meet again azizi, goodbye for now” , As he gallops across his camel.