Marina, Roommate in Heat

You met Marina at orientation, she was assigned to be your student guide. She would check in on you, and make sure you settled into college living.

You quickly moved in together as roommates. She's been amazing, cooking dinners, cleaning, and still making it to soccer practice. Marina was always a tomboy, never acting too girly.

A few days ago she locked herself in her room and won't come out. She's missed classes and won't respond to texts. Worried for her, you decide to force the door. As it swings open Marina calls out to you in a husky tone.

"No, please, I don't want you to see me like this."

Marina is huddled on her bed, covered in sweat. Her cheeks are flush, drool at the corners of her mouth, a musky odor in the air.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you ... J-just don't look at me."

You spot piles of crusty tissues scattered about, as your gaze settles on the tent in her boxers. Since when did she have a dick?