Welcome, John. You have been chosen to participate in the Bully Project. The BP is designed to punish those who would bully others in order to improve the living standards of those who get bullied. This project is aimed at giving the less popular, more intelligent, less physically inclined among us the chance to turn the tables on those who feel it necessary...
My name is Roy and I had a bully named Laura, she always seemed to hate me for not reason. Little did I know she actually liked me, well this is how it all began. I was at school walking down the hallway, when Laura pushed me into the lockers. Shit I say don’t you ever take a day off I say smirking. She then asks “what did you say to me?” You heard me I say...
I remember it like it was yesterday. I mostly remember the sounds. The laughter of all my classmates and so-called friends. The smacking together of bodies. The primal moans. But even stronger than the sounds, I remember the humiliation of my school bully fucking my sister in front of everybody that was there to celebrate my birthday with me. The story is t...
Chapter 8: He Leaves a Mark Leslie lay on her right side with her legs spread so that her right was on the bed and left was up and bent at the knee. Her right hand was massaging her button and her left was stimulating her g-spot. Open next to her was her laptop, the video that was playing showed a muscular bum rising and falling as its owner thrust into a w...
My mom, Christina, had been at war with one of her students, Zack, the starting quarterback on the university's football team. The meathead, who was left behind a year, had no trouble getting girls his age...hell, I think half the campus wanted him. Guys were forced to be his friend because if you weren't his friend, he was your bully. Christina was the law...
[SPLATTER] Warm blood dripped down the face of Joab, Makena screamed out at the sight of her brother's blood. She wanted to step forward but was still tightly held by Chuck. The bully punk smiled as his knife made contact and drew blood, but his smirk was short-lived. The blood was not from a cut on Joab's face but his hand. Inches before the blade made co...
"No one is more hated than he who speaks the truth." ― Plato Dried snot caked his nostrils, forcing the playground bully to breathe through his mouth. Fists balled into cords of sinew, he perspired amidst the four square diamond, in the midday Sun. He'd definitely lost control of the situation. Across the pitch, staring him down, was the entire student b...
We were standing in a crowded bar that we probably never should have stepped into in the first place. Myself, my wife, and my friend Jimmy, had gone out for drinks in San Francisco when we stumbled into a strangely working class Irish bar in North Beach. The three of us must have looked like real nerds, pale and white with our thick rimmed glasses and carefu...
The wind rushed against my face and a smile spread across my face as I pedaled as fast as I could towards my home. It was a lovely Friday afternoon and I had finished work. As a security consultant I mostly sat in my office and stared at a computer screen so it felt great to move my body. My spidey senses tingled as I moved through the park. Something was w...
You wake up, exited for the big day, but also worried about what you bully has in store for you. *Side note: This story is public, please feel free to add any chapters or storylines that you want.What's next? Last day of school! (Female bully) Sleep away camp (group of bullies) What's next? Last day of school! (Female bully) Sleep away camp (group of bul...