The classroom was a sea of emptiness, save for the lone figure of Andy, huddled over his science textbook. His oversized nipples, concealed beneath his shirt, occasionally brushed against the fabric, causing him discomfort.
The tranquility was shattered as three bullies sauntered into the room, their eyes immediately locking onto Andy as their target.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the school's resident pervert," one of them sneered, his gaze fixed on Andy's chest.
Andy's anxiety spiked, but his tongue remained tied. He was unable to defend himself against their taunts, his mind a blank slate.
The bullies approached him, their laughter echoing in the empty classroom. They reached out, their fingers inching closer to his chest.
As soon as they made contact, Andy's nipples began to lactate, a response he could not control. The bullies were taken aback, but their shock was quickly replaced by intrigue.
"What the hell?" one of them exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment.
Andy's face turned a deep shade of red, his embarrassment reaching new heights. But the bullies were relentless, their hands roaming over his chest.
They pulled up his shirt, revealing the two bandages barely hanging on. The bullies chuckled at the sight of the wet bandages.
Andy's heart pounded in his chest as the bullies pulled off the bandages, exposing his elongated nipples.
The bullies exchanged surprised glances before leaning in, their mouths mercilessly sucking on his nipples.
Andy's mind was a whirlwind of emotions - fear, embarrassment, and a strange sense of arousal. He tried to push them away, but the bullies were too strong. They continued to tease him, taking turns sucking on his nipples.
"Who knew milk could taste this good?" one of them said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Andy's face burned with humiliation. He couldn't believe what was happening to him.
The bullies continued to taunt him, making lewd comments about his nipples and his response.
Andy's mind raced with conflicting emotions. He had never felt anything like this before, and he didn't know what to do.
"You're a freak, you know that?" one of the bullies said, his voice filled with disgust.
Andy's eyes welled up with tears, but he refused to let them see him cry. He was stronger than this, he told himself.
But as the bullies continued to torment him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. He was at their mercy, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Stop it," he finally managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.
But the bullies just laughed, their teasing only intensifying.
Andy felt a surge of anger, his embarrassment turning into determination. He couldn't let them win.
"I said, stop it," he repeated, his voice stronger this time.
The bullies looked at him, surprised by his sudden outburst.
"Or what?" one of them taunted.
Andy took a deep breath, his mind made up.
"Or I'll make you regret it," he said, his voice filled with determination.
The bullies exchanged amused glances, their laughter echoing in the empty classroom.
But Andy wasn't backing down. He was stronger than they thought, and he was ready to prove it.
The battle of wills had begun, and Andy was determined to come out on top.
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