My Pick Up Artist System

It was Monday morning, the final day of the competition. All the students gathered in the strategic marketing classroom, watching Professor Tremblay's PowerPoint…

Besides that, she was also going through PowerPoint slides on material for an upcoming test...

She'd informed everyone beforehand that she would announce the game's final standings toward the end of class. As such, all the students waited in eager anticipation.

Charlotte sat next to Ben, still remembering when he told her before class that they would definitely win because he was the protagonist…

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'What did he even mean?' She frowned thinking about it. 'Can I even trust his words? …Well, he did get us to 2nd place so far…and all by himself…I was of no use…' She sighed. 'No…I shouldn't believe in men… I won't believe it until I see it…'

As for Ben, he pondered why school grades became better from F to A, and yet it was the opposite for b.r.e.a.s.t sizes…

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He shook his head. 'Someone needs to talk to the top men and coordinate…'

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Soon, the professor finished her lecture and approached her open laptop. Observing this, all the students sat up in their seats, leaning forward to hear the results…

"Everyone, I will now announce the concluding rankings for the media company competition." Her procedure would be to announce them out loud one by one. Normally, a teacher might not present results in this manner, but she was French…thought it would be interesting to create more tension…and could do anything she wanted due to the power of her fleshy body...

She began reading off the positions of the groups, identifying them by their leaders. "In 10th place…Lawrence's group!" The professor shook her head. "Your team made a strange decision to jump into corporate. If not for that, you could have placed one or two spots higher…"

Lawrence's expression didn't change, giving the impression he didn't care anymore. In fact, he was staring at the ceiling, spaced out…as if visualizing himself floating amongst large, comfy clouds….

His face was pale. After all, a certain image caused him to spend the past half-day pulling off an epic series of juggernuts…

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His teammates were frowning, but no one cared because there was nothing more worthless than the emotions of extras…

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The professor continued announcing the standings. Some people cheered. Some frowned. One boy even drew the attention of the entire class when he released a thunderous accidental protein-fart…

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As an emergency response, he tried to glare at the nearest person to shift blame…

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It happened to be a potential top suspect of an obese woman so he got his hopes up for a second…but no one was buying the dingleberries sold by this ass farmer...

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The sad fact was, she was too far away and everyone already used echolocation to triangulate the source of the fart to his anus…

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Noticing his sinister intention, big girl even threw dirt onto his lowered coffin. "Check your prostate…"

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Professor Tremblay coughed as everyone returned their focus to her announcement of the competition standings, at least the people that weren't trapped in the cloud of sh*t flavored air...

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At this point, the only positions left unannounced were the final two, and the only groups unaccounted for were Olivia's and Ben's.

He didn't even glance at Olivia, maintaining complete calm as he anticipated the professor declaring his victory, maybe...

No matter what though, Ben believed in his niche. After all, corporate money ruled the world…

As for Olivia, she looked at Ben with an indifferent expression. 'I admit you've done admirably to reach this juncture, but this is your limit.' She was certain of her victory. After all, her team confirmed it in their calculations. She glanced at Lawrence, having watched it herself when he shifted his team's focus over to corporate, a move that guaranteed reducing Ben's score in the final round.

The professor motioned for everybody to quiet down as she prepared to read out the top two. Despite it being a major announcement, few were paying close attention since the result was almost certain. No one believed the final winner could be anyone but Hillary...

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No one believed the final winner could be anyone but Olivia...

After all, she was in first place since the initial round. Although Ben's group showed great momentum, not a single person thought he could defeat her, not even his teammate Charlotte.

Even more than that, as a sophomore, Olivia was famous for being at the top of all her classes! As for him? He didn't attend half the lectures! It was a complete mismatch!

All the people Ben faceslapped this week glared at him with gloating expressions. Although they couldn't win, at least he wouldn't get first either.

Ben noticed the dirty gazes targeting him from all over the room, but didn't care. When he started on the path of faceslap-slaughter...he knew his body would attract vindictive ghosts with its baleful aura...

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There was no avoiding it. As a courageous cuckolder, he'd always possess the Brand of Sacrifice on his taint...a gift from Griffith's mother...

As such, he'd always reside in the Interstice between the physical world of women and the astral world of their cuckold husbands...

The professor made her announcement. "In second place…"

'We know…the poison dragon...don't say it. We don't speak his name!'

'Another top score for Olivia…whoop-dee-f*cking-do!'

'Hurry…I've gotta take a sh*t…'

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As for Olivia, a rare tiny smirk spread on her lips. 'This is the end…'

Rather than the result, something else bothered Ben. 'Wow, this professor's pause is taking forever. Is she channeling Shatner?'

As if getting a cue from off stage, Professor Tremblay finished her sentence. "Olivia's group!"

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It took everybody a few moments to confirm they weren't hearing things…then a collective gasp ensued!

"Olivia only got second?!?"

"How is that possible?!?"

"She was the favorite the whole way!"

"Came. From. Be-hind!'

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That last comment helped everyone realize what this meant…

If Olivia got second then…wouldn't that mean…Ben got first?!?

Another gasp ensued!

Even Charlotte's jaw dropped! She couldn't believe she'd win!

The faces of all the students who were gloating at Ben's loss turned ugly!

One student sprinted out of class to use the bathroom!

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Ben's victory was all but certain now!

He looked around at every student who glared at him before, beaming back at them as if he possessed Cyclops' powers…except instead of lasers, his eyes fired proverbial slaps…

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Then, he turned his head to lock gazes with the beautiful Olivia…and put his visor back on, giving her a kind smile…because she was s.e.xy…

But Olivia was still in utter shock! 'How'd he do it?!? It was over! It was the end! Was I wrong?' Then, she realized something. 'No…it's still the end…but for me…' A woman always had to be right…

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As she stared into Ben's eyes, she experienced a strange sensation…as if all sound faded away…and she could hear him singing a certain song…

"The End" by The Doors…

'This is the end~

Beautiful friend~

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You can't comprehend~

how I made you bend, the end~

Of your elaborate plot, the end~

Showed your tits like a thot, no spend~

OnlyFans would be wise, descend~

You'll never find more simp guys…again~'

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After the song stopped playing in Olivia's head, she heard Ben's final words, which weren't an illusion. "Mada mada dane…"

However, she didn't understand the reference! And it bothered her! As it should have! She should look up every reference!

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Because she still didn't understand how she lost! In fact, no one in her team did!

There was only one person who could help her…but he was occupied at the moment, deep in the sh*t like Vietnam...

He was in a stall of the student bathroom…

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It was the boy who ran out. He was once a kid detective...