Deb was having a terrible day and was in a foul mood as she stomped down the sidewalk, arms crossed and brow furrowed. The rain was pouring down, soaking her hair and clothes. To make matters worse, some little twerp of a man bumped right into her, nearly knocking her over.
“Watch it, you stupid bitch!” he barked, puffing out his scrawny chest. He couldn’t have been more than 5’2″. Deb towered over him at 5’8″.
She glared down at the shrimp. “Are you kidding me? You’re the one who came barreling into me like an idiot.”
The little man’s face reddened. “I’m warning you, shut your mouth before I shut it for you!” He took a threatening step toward her.
Deb let out a harsh laugh. “Oh this should be good. You and what army, Tiny?”
The man’s hands balled into fists. “I’ll have you know I’m 5’6″! I’ll kick your ass, you giant freak!”
“5’6″? More like 5’2″ on a good day,” Deb mocked. “What are you compensating for with that Napoleon complex? Is your dick a teeny weeny too?”
The man sputtered in outrage. His eyes darted down to Deb’s crotch and lingered there. “Why you…I oughta…”
“Oughta what? You’re blushing, Little Man. You getting excited imagining my pussy wrapped around your micro-dick?” Deb smirked in disgust. “Pathetic. I’ve got clits bigger than your whole package. You’re nothing but a runty little dog yapping at my heels.”
The man lunged forward and grabbed at her. Deb easily brushed him off, shoving him hard. He stumbled back, nearly falling on his ass.
“Stay away from me, fuckface!” Deb hissed, eyes flashing with anger. “Before I twist your head off and shove it up your useless ass.”
To her revulsion, the little man was openly fumbling with his crotch now, eyes glazed over. “Oh God…oh fuck yes…” Drool leaked from the corner of his slack mouth.
Deb gaped at him in horror. “You’re getting off on this, aren’t you? You’re a sick fucking pervert!” She let out a full-body shudder of disgust.
The man groaned, working himself with abandon. “Please…please say more…I’m so close…”
“No you don’t, you degenerate,” Deb snapped. “You don’t get to cum.” She glared at his twitching crotch in revulsion. “Keep that nasty prick in your pants. You’ve already embarrassed yourself enough.”
The little man whined in desperation, pumping himself harder. Deb watched in morbid fascination as he humped the air, face scrunched up in concentration.
C’mon, c’mon, just a little more… Ahhhh, fuck, I’m gonna…gonna…AHHHHH!”
With a strangled cry, the man ejaculated in his pants, shuddering and gasping. Deb felt her stomach churn at the sight of the spreading wet spot darkening his trousers.
“Congratulations, you just came in public like a dog. You’re officially disgusting,” she spat in contempt. She turned up her nose. “And you smell like cum and piss. Gross.”
The man slumped against the wall, twitching in the aftershocks. Tears of humiliation streaked his face. Deb let out a bark of laughter.
“Look at you, shaking like a leaf. Crying like a baby. Some tough guy you turned out to be.” She shook her head. “Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic.”
With a final sneer of disgust, Deb turned on her heel and stalked off, leaving the abased little man propped against the wall in his dripping, filthy pants, cum and tears streaking his face. Another asswipe dealt with. She had zero tolerance for perverted little shits like him.
