Dr. White's Code of Sluts Ch. 02 Pt. 01

"Kayla was like a bully in a movie. Some girl got a school award over her, and she wanted it, because it would look great on her college application. She was smart and kind and friendly, but Kayla got her friends to literally dunk her head in the toilet and laughed at her as it was happening. She was never the same after that, and the next time the school gave an award, Kayla was the one on stage getting it. And the crowd applauded! As if she'd done nothing wrong..."

"If a boy flirted with her and she considered him beneath her, she would laugh in his face. She would say terrible things about them, how disgusting she found them, and would make them feel like shit for even trying. If a teacher tried to stand up to her, all of sudden terrible rumors would spread about them throughout the school, and she bragged about starting these rumors to her friends."

"And the worst part was... everyone loved her! The teachers loved her. The boys loved her. The girls loved her. I don't know if it was easier to do that than to get on her bad side, but she never once got in trouble. She got away with everything! The boys loved her because she was a hot and skinny brunette and she an insane ass and she had boobs out to here!" Elizabeth said, putting her hands way out in front of her chest, gesturing that Kayla had gigantic melons on her chest, far larger than her own petite pair. "I'm sure a lot of the teachers loved her for the same reason, as bad as she was. Even a lot of the women teachers loved her because she was the cool awesome girl that everyone wanted to be around. She was late all the time, and she would wear clothes that would violate the dress code. Like, she wore tops that were very low-cut, she would wear tights that left nothing to the imagination, stuff other girls would get in trouble over, but not her. Never her."

"And the girls liked her because she was so cool, and so worldly, and so grownup seeming," Elizabeth said. "Even though being her friend meant taking the risk that she would turn on you over the slightest thing, but they didn't care. They saw what she was capable of, and no one gave a shit. It was so frustrating to see someone like that always getting away with it!"

"So, how does this relate to you?" Dr. White asked naively, as if she didn't already know where this was going.

"So..." Elizabeth said, pausing to steel herself up for what came next. "Johnny's school had some issue, so he ended up transferring to our school halfway through senior year. And immediately, all the girls noticed him. He was tall and handsome and in good shape. And he was very nice. I could see the other girls swooning, which made me so happy that he was mine. No one suspected he was dating me. He was my secret. But eventually the secret got out."

"We were still young, and we were both still active in the church, so our level of intimacy was holding hands and hugging and little kisses. Nothing too major. We both agreed to wait till marriage, and we were both okay with that. Even though there were times where I looked at him and he was so hot I wanted to throw all that away. But he was always good about keeping things under control between us. That was the first time that little old me made waves in the school, because I was the one dating this new guy who was really hot."

"Kayla must have seen us together at some point, because all of a sudden, she was talking to me, asking me all sorts of questions. About us. About him. She did it all with a smile on her face, but they were all backhanded comments. Like... 'Oh my God, I can't believe a girl like you landed him!'. Or... 'You guys have been dating for five years? I can't believe a guy like him would have settled down with just one girl.' Or after she found out we go to church every Sunday together, she said... 'Oh, that's so sweet! I didn't know people like you two still existed!' And then she said... 'If he were my boyfriend, and I got done with him, he'd probably not feel so comfortable being in a chapel every Sunday, haha!' I mean, it was obvious she was into him. Then I saw her chatting Johnny up in the hall, so I warned him about her. I didn't get into so many details, but I told him she was really bad, and that she had bad plans for him. But he was always confident, and calm, and mature, and he told me he wasn't worried about her. That if she tried anything, he would halt her in her tracks, but until that point comes when she stopped being polite, he'd continue to be friendly to her. And despite my feelings about Kayla, I trusted him. He was the smartest, most mature, coolest guy I'd ever known. I believed him because I loved him."

"How long was it before Johnny and Kayla started having sex?" Dr. White asked firmly but calmly, her read of the situation cutting right to the heart of the matter before the blonde woman could even reveal it. Tears welled in Elizabeth's eyes as the raw emotion begin rising back in her.

"Less than a month..." she choked out, a tear falling down her cheek. Shaking her head, she continued. "We'd been dating for five years. I'd known him all my life. I trusted him more than anyone. But... as soon as he came to my school, he wasn't mine anymore. His school was small and humble... it was a church school. He was well-liked there, but it's not the same. I was at a public school, and it was way bigger. So, he was dealing with a whole different crowd. He was suddenly extremely popular. He was suddenly the center of attention, and getting invited to the big parties. I'm not a party girl in the slightest, and even if I was being invited, I wasn't gonna go. He was getting a lot of attention from very ruthless girls who weren't gonna stop until they got what they wanted. He didn't know what he was dealing with, because he always saw the best in people. Because he was such a good-hearted guy. So, when the popular girls like Kayla invited him to the big, exclusive, cool-people party, he thought they were just being kind. He said he'd be nice and show up with some friends, just show his face and not make a big deal out of it. I was worried, but he assured me he'd be fine. He said 'Trust me.' I still remember the feeling when he kissed me on the forehead to let me know he'd be okay..."

Elizabeth paused for a long time, crying inwardly as the raw memories of that time hit her hard. Dr. White didn't say anything, maintaining a warm, patient expression on her face, waiting politely for her to continue when she was ready. After a minute or two, the young woman gathered herself enough to keep going.

"The rumors started pretty quick after that. That Johnny and Kayla hooked up at the party. I didn't believe it at first, of course. I trusted him more than anything. But... he did start to act a little nervous around me, which was weird, because he was always so composed and calm. Looking back... he was feeling me out to see if I'd heard anything, and he was relieved that I didn't know anything about what had happened. I still trusted him. But after that, I started to get nervous. The vibe at school was really weird all of a sudden. All the hot popular girls could barely contain their laughter when they saw me in the hall. I didn't want to doubt Johnny, but it was really starting to feel like something happened. And those girls weren't above just taking part in some big joke at my expense, so I still didn't fully believe it. And Kayla... I sat near her in a class. I heard her talking about how she fucked the hottest guy at a party over the weekend, that it was the best sex she'd ever had, that he had the biggest penis she'd ever seen, and that they'd fucked all night. And she glanced back at me only once, and she smirked when she did it. Kayla was an evil witch on her best days, so I didn't put it past her that she had heard the rumors and she was just messing with me, but... but I started to get really anxious. Still, I trusted Johnny. Still, I didn't doubt him. I treated him like he was still my boyfriend, even though everyone else knew the truth."

"When did you find out that truth?" Dr. White replied, her nipples stiffening beneath her top.

"I wasn't very popular, but I had a few really good friends. And one of them, Tracee... she's the one that broke the news. Pictures were being passed around from the big party, and she'd gotten ahold of them. There were a lot of them, and I... I remember every single one." Elizabeth paused, tears welling in her eyes. "The first was him in the middle of the picture, surrounded by a bunch of girls, with Kayla right next to him. They were clearly excited that he'd shown up. Kayla was fucking beaming... She was wearing this tight tank top, and her boobs were absolutely spilling out of it. And she was, like, jutting them out. They were impossible not to notice. It was Johnny, and her, and her giant tits, then everyone else."

"The next one was them talking. He had that warm, crooked smile of his, and again... she was just accidentally pushing her huge boobs out, begging him to look. But in the picture... that one, at least... he didn't seem to have taken the bait. It was impressive, to be honest. She looked incredible... I can't deny it, even as bad as she was. She was in this top that clung to her, and she was wearing these tight, low-cut jeans that looked like they were painted on. Her ass looked incredible. And she did that thing where the straps of her thong were above her pants... that's always so trashy to me, but I can't deny she pulled the look off." Elizabeth shook her head, infuriated by that evil bitch's intense beauty.

"I should have sensed something was off right then," she began. "He had a beer bottle in his hand. He never drank. He wasn't that type of guy. It didn't look like he'd drank much from it, so maybe he was just nursing it, trying to fit in. I wish I could say that what happened was because he got drunk, but deep down... I don't think he did. And even if so, I don't think it made a difference. It was gonna happen no matter what."

"There were a few video clips... the first one showed them dancing," Elizabeth said. "He wasn't much of a dancer, but she was all up against him, rubbing her butt against him, moving it as if she was built to do so. He looked uncomfortable, but... you could see that whatever she was doing was getting to him. He probably was just dancing with her to be polite, except... she was wearing him down. You could tell. The next clip showed them dancing slow. Her arms were around his neck, and his were on her hips. She was right up against him, and her boobs were right up on his chest. It looked he was struggling to resist what she was doing to him. And unlike before... he was looking straight at her breasts."

"Mmm-hmm," Dr. White murmured, unsurprised.

"The next thing was a picture..." Elizabeth paused. This memory clearly stung. "It was Kayla front and center... with Johnny's face between her boobs." She shook her head and continued. "She was holding him against her cleavage, and she was looking at the camera, at one of her friends, no doubt. She had this big, opened mouth grin... she looked elated. And she was winking at the camera, and she was doing some gesture with her hand..." she said, holding up her fingers in almost a 'shaka' sign. "Tracee showed me a video clip next, and I knew what I was about to see."

"Johnny and Kayla fucking?" Dr. White said, biting her lower lip. Elizabeth was so lost in her memories that she was barely paying attention to the doctor beyond listening to her.

"Yes..." Elizabeth admitted, looking at the floor. "They were on a bed. She was on top of him, bouncing on him, screaming like a whore in a porno movie. She was going crazy, riding him like a slut, her perfect fucking ass facing the camera, looking fucking amazing. She was covered with sweat, and she was moaning. She looked fucking incredible, because of course she did. And Johnny... he looked like he was in Heaven. He had this big, dumb grin on his face, and his hands were all over her giant boobs... he was loving it. I'd..." she paused, shaking her head. "We'd never actually done it, like I said, but we'd fooled around a bit. Just over the pants stuff, nothing serious. So, I knew he was big, but I'd never actually seen it before. He was absolutely huge. It was gigantic, and she was taking every inch of it with no problem. She was loving it. That bitch was in ecstasy. And me, his girlfriend... I'd never even seen it. But... but that fucking bitch saw it in the flesh first. She got her hands on it first. She'd gotten him inside her before I even got to see it. They'd known each other for a month, and that was enough for him to throw everything we had away. He'd been saving himself for years, and she was the one that got to be with him first. That evil bitch took my boyfriend's virginity. It was something we were supposed to share together, a beautiful moment that we both wanted... but that fucking slut stole that from me. Stole that from us."

Elizabeth paused, sitting in that moment of true heartbreak, crying into her hand as it all hit her again. At the same moment, Dr. White rubbed her thighs together.

"It was some of her friends recording it, as if it was all part of her plan. They were recording it from the door. At one point, she spun around so she was facing the camera. She wanted to show off her big, perfect tits bouncing as she faced the camera, smirking and laughing. She was putting on her show. Screaming out how big Johnny was, and how he was hitting her just right. She bounced in just a way to show off every inch of Johnny's... of Johnny. She added some extra oomph as she bounced, just to make sure anyone who saw this video knew his dick was hers now. She made sure the camera was seeing his big, swollen balls bouncing against her every time he was all the way inside her. The girls at the camera were talking as they watched, and all they could talk about how big his dick was, how hot he was, how good he looked as they went at it. At the same time, Kayla was screaming how much she was loving it, and how amazing he was, how he was making her cum over and over again. And with the camera pointed right at her, she literally squirted. She fucking gushed almost across the room, almost hitting her friends. And they all just laughed. Like it was so awesome. Like it the greatest thing they'd all seen. They didn't care that my heart was getting broken..."

She sobbed quietly to herself for a few moments as she relived this nightmare. Dr. White looked upwards, waiting slightly impatiently for the young married woman to get it together and continue. Finally, Dr. White spoke up.

"So, what happened after you saw this?" Dr. White asked, her voice appropriately sympathetic.

"I collapsed into tears right in the middle of the hall. People were walking around me and laughing... it was the worst moment of my life. Everyone had known what happened, and now I did too, and they just didn't care. They were all just so cruel," Elizabeth said, shaking her head. "Johnny never even talked to me. He couldn't bring himself to apologize or try to explain himself or do anything. It was just... one day, he was with me, the next, he was with her. I was crushed... I was broken. And I was the joke of the school."

"Elizabeth... I'm sure you weren't a joke," Dr. White interjected, trying to comfort the young woman.

"No! I was! You have no idea!" Elizabeth said. "The day when I found out, when I was crying in the hallway, I only stopped when I heard Kayla's voice down the hall. She hadn't even noticed me! I mattered that little to her. She was just laughing with one of her friends before they went into the bathroom together. For the first time in my life, I was filled with just pure anger. I wanted to confront her. I wanted to fight her! Make her feel a little of the pain I was feeling. Before I knew it, I followed her into the bathroom. I confronted her. I screamed at her. 'How could you do this to me!? He was my boyfriend! You knew that!' And you know what Kayla and her friend did? They laughed at me! They burst out laughing, as if my pain was something to laugh at! I'd never felt anything like that... I saw red. I wanted to hurt her. I went to slap that smile off her face, but... but she was faster. She knew what I was about to do before I did. Before I could react, she had my arm wrenched behind my back, so much so that..." she paused, catching herself.

"What?" Dr. White asked.

"It's just..." she began, embarrassed. "You know, like I said, she had these really big boobs, and for some reason I distinctly remember her boobs pressing into my back and my arm as she shoved me down. It was like she pushed me down just using her boobs. And then..." she paused again, the embarrassments only continuing, steeling herself for what came next. "And then she pushed my face in the toilet."

"Oh, my Goodness..." Dr. White replied, empathetically. She let a long pause hang between them as Elizabeth stewed in shame as she relived this traumatic moment. "Teenagers are cruel," Dr. White eventually added. At this, Elizabeth rolled her eyes, as if she had no idea how much this was only scratching the surface of what she'd gone through.

"That moment stuck with me for so long. I was so embarrassed," Elizabeth began, her voice distant, haunted. "The water was cold. I remember the feeling of hard bowl against my head when she shoved me in. I remember the bubbles going up my cheeks as I screamed out for her to stop. For a second, I thought I was gonna drown in a fucking toilet bowl before she finally let me up. The only respite I had was... at least the bowl was clean," she finished with a sardonic smile. Dr. White's heart went out to her for enduring such an awful thing. She was no popular girl in school, but at least she'd never had to endure anything like that. That being said, she couldn't imagine ever letting herself end up in such a position.

"I ended up on the floor in the middle of the bathroom, the water covering me, panting," Elizabeth stated, tears in her eyes. "Other girls had heard what was going on, and they were all around me, either looking embarrassed for me, or laughing at me. Laughing like Kayla was. I ran out of there as they laughed. I tried to call my parents, but neither of them answered. I had to clean up in the locker room, and wear my gym shirt the rest of the day. No one could look at me. Not even the teachers. Johnny didn't say anything, looking past me like I was trash. Like he was so disgusted by what happened that he couldn't even look at me. So, yeah... I was the school joke!"

Dr. White let the silence hang between them again as the other woman gathered herself, recovering from this traumatic memory. Finally, she pushed the conversation along.

"So, Elizabeth... what happened next?" Dr. White asked gently.

"I had to ride out the last month or so of class," Elizabeth began, regathering herself. "Nothing happened to her for what she did to me. No punishment. Nothing. Not only that, I had to see most of the teachers seemingly take her side, talking with her casually like it didn't matter what she did to me, not showing any mercy for me and what I'd gone through. They'd rather stay on her good side and act like she'd done nothing wrong, even though everyone knew exactly what had happened. Even, like... the teachers I respected the most... they took her side, too. My favorite, favorite teacher, this lady I admired the hell out of, would just chat with Kayla as if nothing had happened. I had to see Johnny in the halls and see him deliberately look past me. I had to be in the same room as that fucking bitch! I had to listen to her talk just loudly enough for me to hear that her and her new boyfriend were having so much sex! Like every day! Crazy, intense, nasty sex! And again... she only gave me a passing glance when she said all this, and all she did was fucking smirk! But that wasn't it. I found out later that she put up Tracee, my friend, to show me all that shit from the party. My own friend sold me out just to make that fucking bitch happy! That bitch is pure evil!"