Choose Your Own Adventure: Will Brad Fuck Your Girlfriend at Fling?

You motherfucker.

As casually as you can, you walk up behind Brad and give his ass a quick little whack. 

Brad, who has still been talking to Jessica, jerks up in surprise. “Who just tapped my ass?” Brad demands, nearly shouting. His eyebrows are knitted together in a knot of anger. “I want the little bitch who just slapped my beautiful booty to come forward and face the consequences of his actions.” 

Blood rushing to your cheeks, your heavy conscience compels your shaking arm to lift halfway up in the air. Brad catches sight of your shaking hand and hits you with the full force of his ferocious gaze. Without meaning to, you let out a pathetic little whimper. 

“LISTEN UP Y’ALL,” shouts Brad, getting the attention of the entire pool. “I want to make it abundantly clear that this guy right here just decided to slap my ass. Now, I know what you’re thinking — so what Brad? Who cares if anyone slaps your ass? It’s a compliment, right? Wrong.” Brad’s face loses some of its red hue, and his voice becomes softer and calmer. “Women suffer sexual assault and harassment at an incidence far higher than men, but that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t happen to men, too. I just wanted to take a moment and make sure that shit like this is seen and is not tolerated. Thank you.” The watching crowd oohs and shoots your dirty looks.

Brad, in a huff, heads for the door. Jessica runs to comfort him. As she walks by, she spits at you, “consider yourself dumped, douchebag. It’s 2019 — wake the fuck up.” She takes an Uber back to Brad’s apartment, and, thrilled at the feeling of dispensing social justice, they fuck all night long. Meanwhile, you hide in the bathroom until everyone leaves, so you can sneak home.

Uh oh! Brad fucked your girlfriend at Fling AND called you out for being an asshole!