Title: Featherweight Stories Author: Princess_Cadence Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/bKh8SYUL First Edit: Friday 29th of August 2014 01:41:02 AM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Sunday 25th of January 2015 10:09:02 PM CDT --- Muh Swag --- >Be Featherweight >Wake up in the morning feeling like P-Diddy. >Get out of the shower and start styling my hair >Bowl cuts are sexy >Shave what peach fuzz I have >"Accidentally" cut myself in the process. (Ladies love guys who can toughen up through the pain) >Make poses in my mirror >Oh yeah, some lucky lady's gonna get the D today. >Mom drops me off at school, and I make my way to my first class, math class "The answer is obviously negative B plus or minus the square root of B squared minus 4AC divided by 2A." >"How do you know that?" one of my admirers asks "Maybe I can help you out some time. In fact, you should come to math club with me some time!" >"I think I'll pass. Thanks for the offer, though." "No sweat. Not like it's my grade or anything." >So much swag >In between class periods, scoping out who obviously want anal >Then I see Pinkie walking to class >Don't say anything yet. I'll see her today at yearbook club. >Prepping myself all day for what I'll say >Maybe, "Nice boobs, sugar lips," or "Why don't you and I make like licorice and get tangled and sticky." >Go to yearbook club, sitting in the seat closest to the door just so I make sure when she comes in >As she walks in, my heart stops, almost as if there's a light shining across her perfect blue eyes "H-hey, Pinkie!" >"Hey, Featherweight! What's up? Any new photos for the yearbook?" >Suddenly the urge goes from wanting to bang her to being intimidated by how perfect she is >"Uhhh, Featherweight?" >Crap. You're losing her. Turn your swag back on, faggot! "Do you like dick? Cause I have... Richard's picture right here." >"Oh! You totally read my mind! I was thinking he'd be perfect for a page I was working on! Thanks!" >What happened? >Usually I can bring in all kindsa pussy. >Maybe I'll just send her a picture of my cock tonight >But first I've got homework   --- Arithmetic? More like arithmuhdick! --- >Be Featherweight >It's Wednesday, so no photography club >Nothing wrong with math club, it's just that there are zero ladies there (unless you count Twist) >You decide to sneak out early >You've got a big math competition coming up soon, but it's not like you're going to lose anyway >Why study arithmetic when your need to satisfy your arithMUHDICK! >You make your way over to cheer leading practice >Just because you don't have photography club today doesn't mean you can't take a few school-spirited pictures in the meantime >Girls love getting their face all over the yearbook anyway >You get to practice just as they start their stretches >You take a few pictures, scoping out which of them you want to introduce yourself to first >Mmmmm you know they all love photographers >Pretty soon, you're gonna be swimming in dank pussy >"Featherweight!" >You quickly turn your head to see the cheer coach "Y-yes, ma'am?" >"We're in the middle of practice here!" "Just taking pictures for the yearbook!" >"Wait, were you seriously just taking pictures of me?" one cheer leader asks >"Oh my gosh! I look horrible! I'm covered in sweat!" >"Couldn't you take a picture of us during a game?" >"You'd better not put this in the yearbook!" "Don't worry, ladies. I'm a pro at photoshop." >"Featherweight!" the coach exclaims. "Get outta here! Now!" "Alright! Alright! Yeesh." >As soon as you walk away, though, Brad walks by, grabs the camera off of your neck and rushes away >"Sorry. I need to borrow this." "What are you--" >Suddenly, you see him look both ways and sneak into the girls' locker room >You snicker silently and walk back to math club >Maybe no poontang yet, but at least you get the next best thing >I mean, he'll totally give it back, right? >R-right?