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The Video: “Can Guys and Girls Just Be Friends?” – Starring Bella Scorpion
It was a typical frat party at the university. Beer pong tables littered the backyard, red plastic cups filled to the brim with cheap liquor sloshed around as they were downed, and the angsty beats ofRapCaviar bumped from a poorly-calibrated sound system. Amidst the revelry stood Bella Scorpion, a 22-year-old bombshell who entered the party with confidence and commanded attention. She wore a tight crop top that displayed her large, perky breasts, and a miniskirt that hugged her thick, juicy ass so perfectly that it seemed to be physically incapable of falling off her body.
As Bella made her way through the crowd, her round cheeks jiggled with each step, drawing stares from every horny college-aged boy within a 20-foot radius. She was a catalyst, igniting a primal hunger in each man that would be impossible to satiate simply by sight alone. They all wanted to get their hands on that plump rump, feel the heat radiating from her body, worship her goddess-form as if it were their very purpose in life.
Bella greeted her friends, each one a member of the sorority she pledged freshman year. They giggled and squealed with excitement, complimenting Bella on how amazing she looked. “Damn girl, your ass is twerking on its own in that skirt!” her roommate Saudi exclaimed. Bella blushed and thanked her, swaying her wide hips from side to side in a manner that was both innocent and intentionally teasing.
As Bella sipped on her drink of choice—an Appletini, because she was still entertaining the illusion of being classy—she felt a firm hand squeeze her ass through that sinfully small piece of fabric barely containing it. She turned around and was greeted by the lustful eyes of her conservative friend Stan. They had known each other since childhood, never seeing one another in anything other than their most modest clothing and most reserved public-facing personalities. But here they were now, with Stan’s hands roaming hungrily over Bella’s body, and Bella eagerly melting into his touch despite the intimacy being so out of character for them both.
It didn’t stop with Stan. Throughout the night, boy after college boy approached Bella, each one falling victim to her charms and desperate to violate the sanctity of their friendship in pursuit of sexual gratification. She made out with several, touched a few more, and even indulged some hesitant lovers enough to let them get their dicks out amidst the chaotic backdrop of the party. Each time, she stopped herself before things went too far, keeping to the mantra they had always shared: “Guys and girls can’t just be friends.”
The final act came when Bella retreated to a seldom-used side room with Chad, the exploitative party thrower. He pinned her against the wall, kissing her neck while his hand traveled up her thick thigh. Before things got too hot to handle,Bella pushed Chad off and left him a mess of pent-up frustration. She alone had the power of agency here, able to walk away from situations as much as she could orchestrate them. Her body was a puzzle, the solution to an equation no man could solve without her help.
Bella made her way home later that night, unscathed by the predatory overtures that had been hurled her way. All the men who had grabbed at her, lost their minds to arousal in the name of her tight, clothed body, would find out that she outsmarted them, played them like toys, and came out unharmed on the other side. She was too smart, too in control of her own body and desires to fall victim to anyone else’s dirty thoughts.
As she undressed for bed, she caught a glimpse of herself naked in the mirror. Her body was a work of art, ample in all the right places, tight where she wanted it to be. She smiled at her reflection, reveling in her power, content in the knowledge that she could have any man she wanted, for as long or little as she wanted. “Guys and girls can be friends,” she said proudly out loud, slipping under her duvet. To be a goddess like Bella, to have a body and mind strong enough to toy with men at will, was the dream. And Bella Scorpion was living it, every inch her own woman no matter what the boys in the basement thought.
