Fake size queens

"Fake size queens" is one of the weirdest things ever, to me. But I had a personal experience with that. When I was in High school, I was lucky enough to be one of the hot, popular girls, and my best friend was the same way. Of course, we were both cheerleaders. When we were 16, my best friend often talked shit about her ex-boyfriend. Mainly, his less than impressive dick. He was a good-looking, athletic jock, but she made it clear he was far from well-endowed, or even average. Almost every day, my friend would talk (not just to me) about how her ex had a small dick, that she was happy that she broke up with him before she let him "stick it in", because she wouldn't have felt anything anyway (she said she only blew him, and that trying to give him a handjob looked and felt hilariously pathetic), that he should always bring a microscope with him when he goes out on a date, that maybe he should just transition to a woman because he ain't a man with that tiny thing, how she needed a real man with seven inches (at least) to keep her satisfied, and all that. She even called him "Shrimpy" a few times in front of everyone.

I had no reason to question that, because if all that was true, I wouldn't be satisfied with him either. And I figured that girls talking shit about their ex-boyfriends was normal.

This went on for months. Then one day, we were hanging out at her place, and I was having fun on her laptop while she was in the bathroom. I wanted to pull up some yearbook and cheerleading photos from last year, and maybe play some music, and I didn't feel like going through hundreds of pics and videos on my phone. I knew she had some albums and playlists saved. But in her docs, I found a video file titled "My stud". I knew it must be something naughty, but I was intrigued, so I turned the volume down a bit so she wouldn't hear and opened it. I figured she just downloaded some porn off the Internet.

But no, it was a sex tape. A pretty nasty video of her and her small-dicked ex-boyfriend fucking. Except there was a time stamp on the bottom of the screen that showed the video was taken just a few days ago, long after they had broken up. That was the same date the video was saved on her laptop. And I could tell the video was taken in her room. They were both naked and making out furiously, hands and tongues all over each other. She then proceeded to lick his muscular chest, abs and biceps, while she moaned how hot he was and how much he turned her on. His four-incher was rock-hard, sticking up like a baby carrot. I had to admit, they both had great bodies, not couting his small dick. I watched him fuck her as her eyes rolled back and she dug her nails into his back. She moaned and panted like a whore while he pounded her with his small erection, raw, no rubber. She was clearly having the time of her life. I stared at the screen, shocked. I couldn't look away. Then I heard my friend come back from the bathroom, so I quickly closed the video and continued looking for photos and music. She didn't seem concerned that I was using her laptop.

I had no idea how to bring that up, so I never did. She continued to talk shit about her ex and his small dick, and I just nodded. I couldn't help myself, and I bursted out laughing a few times. She thought I was laughing at her ex and at her jokes, but I was laughing at this being so ridiculous and her being such a liar. That was ten years ago, and I wonder does she still lie about what she desires and what she doesn't desire. And what is even the point of lying about that. Poor girl.