I got back home around three and went to head inside, but Melissa was outside her house collecting the packages she had at her door. She noticed me, and her eyes went wide. If I didn’t know she had a crush on me, I certainly do now. She took in a deep breath before greeting me. It was odd seeing her so shy compared to the girl I knew who went through so much shit.
“D-danny… H-hi.” Even now, I thought she was cute, and my goal for the creation of the first survivor base was changing… I needed to get more people I knew were going to have powers on board. If I were going to run a survivor town… I could possibly have more than one girlfriend, too. I loved Sophie, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t love more than Sophie as well.
It would be over a month before I got the chance to rescue her, and dragging her across two states with all her animals in tow would take a long time. Having someone I could trust leading while I was gone was a necessity, in my opinion, and who could I trust more than someone I knocked boots with? I would normally answer her the same way with a little hand wave, as I mostly ignored her, but I wanted to give her what could have been a chance this time. If things didn’t work out, I knew I needed to get her and her family out of the apartment before the wave hit or she’d be in for a terrible time.
“Want to come in and chat?” She had a deer-in-the-headlights look to her as I opened my door and signaled her to join me. She ran into her house, and I assumed she didn’t want to talk, but as I was about to go in myself, she came back out after storing the packages. We sat at my kitchen table as I made her a cup of tea. Sitting just staring at each other, I was amazed at how cute she was, even before being enhanced by her power.
Speaking of which, she didn’t mention anything about my height and body improving. I had always been strong and stocky, but with the improved body, I looked like the giga chad meme. A foot taller and fifty pounds lighter with more muscle, I assumed I looked different enough for most people to not even recognize me. I asked. “So… I know this is out of the blue… But why do you like me?”
She looked even more skittish as she bit her lip like she did in school. Any time I saw her, she would be constantly chewing on her top or bottom lip, sometimes to the point of making her lips bleed. I didn’t know much about her when we went to school, but getting the full picture, it probably had something to do with her dad stepping out on them.
She was half Jewish and Japanese. She had slightly rger than normal front teeth, but not buck teeth, and she looked more asian than Jewish. Slightly chubby with bck hair and eyes, she stood out in a sea of white girls in our school. What really stood out was her gigantic breasts that looked fake on her tiny frame. I saw her mom, and while she was also fit, she most certainly didn’t have breasts two sizes bigger than what would be normal for her body.
“I… You protected me in school… I know I was bullied, but you stopped the worst parts of it from happening… Sarah and I were friends in preschool, but when we grew up and my dad left, it left us poor, and to her, it meant we couldn’t be friends anymore. She was the worst bully, and only when she was made unpopur did the bullying really stop.”
I tried to think back, but it was now an entire decade since the six or seven years outside of school as well. I don’t remember much. If you asked me to name a person, I honestly couldn’t tell you, but I do remember kind of being a jerk to bullies the st few years. The two main people who got bullied were also the only asians in our grade. She and James, who got bullied for being dumb and easy to rile up. He was also incredibly weak in a school that loved fighting, so I had to step in and stop some of the fights he had before they got too out of hand.
Now that I remember, I did think I beat up Sarah’s boyfriend because I was annoyed with her, and he broke up with her because of that. I didn’t even notice she wasn’t popur anymore because the guys didn’t really have a popur group, only a sports or no sports group. The rich kid who showed up halfway through the school expecting to get treated like he was special got a sore surprise when he acted pompous and had a tray of food dropped on his head.
It didn’t even cross my mind, but it was all Melissa could think of to the point that I ruined her for other men. I leaned in closer as I smiled and put my hand on her leg. “Do you want to be my girlfriend?” She looked down, and I could barely see the slightest bob of her head as I pulled her into a hug. She was shaking from fear, even things people wanted could be scary because they could go wrong so easily. Pulling her up to her feet, I kissed her chastely at first.
I wanted her to be able to stop this whenever she thought we were moving too fast, but she never did. Slow, passionate kissing turned into fierce, desperate tongue kissing. I slowly made our way over to the bed, where I got us both down into our underwear before I kept kissing her. I had to stop a few times as she didn’t want me to see her breasts.
I didn’t have an infinite amount of time to grow our retionship. If I couldn’t bed her in the next few days, I would have to stay in my apartment so I could stop the tragedy that happened to her in the first timeline. I just went for it, I knew she wanted this even more than I, she was just being shy. I started to massage her breasts under her bra, then whoops, she ended up topless.
She gasped as she looked scared for a second, waiting to see how I would react. The problem with anything that suddenly grows is that it gets stretch marks. They were barely noticeable and a small price to pay to grow them that big. I couldn’t help but dig into the delicious meal put in front of me. She was mostly quiet so far but not for long as I licked and sucked her puffy bigger than average nipples. Somehow, things I normally didn’t like all added to the appeal of each other.
Perfectly imperfect is what she was. I didn’t get the hate for things that naturally happened to a body like that. I still had the giant red spot birthmark on my back, and no matter how much I was healed, it would never go away. Another thirty minutes of kissing and pying with her breasts had her soaked through her panty bottoms. She was more than willing at this point; she was drunk on pleasure and barely noticed I peeled her bottoms off.
I would have normally eaten the girl out, but it was clear that Melissa didn’t expect this to happen. She hadn't shaved in a while, which was totally fine; I just didn’t want hair in my mouth. She looked down at my bulging erection as her eyes went wide. I put a condom on; the ones I had were now a little more snug than they were before, and I hoped it didn’t rip in the process.
I leaned forward and kissed her before asking. “Are you ready for this?” Her body was trembling slightly as she could only nod her head, her voice stuck in her throat, as I pushed forward again.