Oh, jesus, I've just remembered my sister was catfished in real life. She met some dude at a rollerskate rink - I think she was fifteen or sixteen. He told her he was 17 (and he actually smurfing looked it!). They dated and it got pretty serious - she lost her virginity to him, he was at our house all the time, was buddy-buddy with my mom, asked her for rides all the time. She would drop him off at this big fancy mansion in the foothills where the rich people lived.

My boyfriend at the time met him and thought his story didn't quite add up, so he did some investigating. I don't know how but I think through some illicit means, he found out that this dude was not the age he said he was (I think he was twenty-six?), that his name was fake, and that the house he had been having us drop him off at all this time was not his actual address, among some other smaller bulltrout lies. Basically, he was a pedophile who picked up minors at the skating rink and took advantage of the fact that he looked like a skinny, wiry, short little teenage boy to do it.