ADASNerd/LaVonda, the short, round black girl who's shaped like a bowling ball with limbs but has a large chest

From Create Your Own Story

You turn your best smile towards the black girl. "Hi, LaVonda," you say. "What'cha up to?"

The other two girls drift off as LaVonda turns towards you. "The usual junk," she replies. "Studying, studying, and for a change, studying. I know it's for my future, but the classes here are a joke and I'm tired of not having any fun. I just can't seem to get boys to hang out with me." She sounds bitter.

"Funny thing about that," you say. "I generally do the same. I've already memorized all the stupid textbooks, and there's only so much reading I can do without getting frustrated. I could use a girl to spend time with."

"H'mmm," LaVonda giggles. "I think maybe we can help each other."

When you enter LaVonda's house after a short walk, her mother smiles at you. "Bookworm, eh?" she laughs. "I'm Keyshia. My no-good ex left me when I was pregnant with my daughter." She affectionately rubs LaVonda's head. "That's why she studies so much, to make sure she isn't stuck as a high-school graduate single mom like I am. I don't regret having her, she's the wind beneath my wings, but it isn't easy to make ends meet."

You introduce yourself. "Sorry about your ex," you tell Keyshia. "Some people are just scum."

"Don't study too hard," Keyshia says. "I don't want you burning out on school by the age of 19." She smiles at her daughter. "Okay, LaVonda. Dinner's on the stove. I'll be back at 11, as usual. Be good."

"Okay, Mom," LaVonda replies. Keyshia bustles out of the house. LaVonda looks at you and explains, "She works 2 jobs... one full-time, then part-time in the evening."

After you and LaVonda breeze through the homework and studying for the day, LaVonda giggles. "I've never had a boy over since I started high school. Don't put it in, because... well, you know. However, I've been so horny I'm about to burst."

"Never once have you even had so much as a study partner?" you ask.

LaVonda shakes her head. "Nope. You have no idea how lonely a life I live. Now get undressed."

The two of you disrobe in a flash, and LaVonda guides you to her bed. "There's lots we could do," she says, her eyes locked on your hard-on. Your own eyes are focused on her massive charms. Her nipples are a good half-inch.

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