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“ S top being such a pussy, Kassius!” goads Tim.

Everything always came easily to him. The fact that at the age of twenty-five, he still has gorgeous blonde locks and piercing blue eyes definitely helps him.

His face is a stereotypical handsome man, and handsome he is.

And don’t get me started on his body. Jealousy consumes me when I’m around my friends.

Then, there’s his current girlfriend, Talia.

Her long mahogany hair reaches her waist, her slim, perfect waist, and her tanned skin is flawless.

Not a blemish in sight. She has a cute face with lovely brown eyes, which one could get lost in.

I’ve had many dreams about them, with me in the middle, of course. Yet, the two of them make me sick when I’m around them. All cutesy and flirty. Like right now, he’s standing behind her, kissing her neck, and she’s letting out soft moans of pleasure. I wish it were me making her moan like that.

“Please, can we just get this test of courage started before they fuck in front of us?” Callie asks. A raucous laughter escapes us all at the comment.

“You watch too much anime,” Talia jibes back.

Out of all of my friends, though, Callie is my favourite.

She’s always there for me when I need her.

Her reddish-brown hair falls in waves down her back so perfectly.

We kissed once. It just cemented we were only going to be friends, but we can laugh at that now.

Her boyfriend, Bentley, doesn’t find it as funny as we do.

On the eve of Halloween, my friends thought it would be fun to complete a test of courage by walking the Sea Witches Forest to find the one who grants a wish. Witches aren’t real. And all I can think is, what on earth do these four even need to wish for?

They are all gorgeous and have started finding success in their careers.

I, on the other hand, found that life has not been so kind.

Following my university graduation, I couldn’t land a job in my field.

My hair has started to recede and thin. My body is mostly slim, except for my torso, my belly protrudes out, making me need to wear t-shirts two sizes bigger than normal.

Where I should have pectoral muscles, I have the equivalent of man tits. A source of great insecurity.

Forced to listen to their sexual escapades often becomes my nightly fantasy to jack off to. It has been a long time since I saw any action.

So, if I get to wish for anything, I want the ability to find sex from wherever and whoever I want. And if it’s a possibility, a body that fits this wish. This thought is the only thing that’s going to get me through this terrifying walk.

“Does anyone actually know the way?” I ask the group.

“Don’t be absurd! Rumour has it that the forest moves and only those who truly need the wish will make it to the Sea Witch’s cabin!” Bentley responds in a mocking, scary tone, wiggling his fingers in my face.

It would be scarier if he weren’t dressed so pompously.

Bentley is a model, and a popular one too.

His outfits are always so out there, extra-wide trouser legs and cropped jackets with some sort of sheer shirt underneath.

His dark complexion stands out from his brighter clothing choices.

Bentley has a closely shaved head with a platinum blonde dye job. It oddly suits him.

They laugh, walking ahead of me, grumbling about how stupid my reaction was about knowing the direction to go. I catch up to them and position myself near Tim. This is a bad habit of mine. I know he isn’t good to pine over, but I can’t help it. So, when possible, I like to just be in his space.

Tim turns to face me before he says, “It’s just a bit of Halloween fun! Relax!”

He knows that I have a thing for him, and so he often teases me with his partners. This time, he does it by hoisting Talia up to his waist and whispering in her ear as he winks at me.

Tim really can be a dick. But he is one of my oldest friends and always kept me around.

I’m probably his ‘UFF’ (Ugly Fat Friend) so that he looks even more stunning, not that he needs it.

If only I had the guts to expose how he often had me suck him off in university when the women didn’t want him.

He should work on that personality of his.

Stretching my jeans down as I feel myself getting hard at these memories, I decide to just get this over with.

I proceed to walk across the boundary into the forest.

Ignoring all the warning signs.