NOTE: The following chapter contains sexual acts between a futa character (meaning, a character who has both genitalia, male and female, at once) and our dear Miri. If that isn't your cup of tea then by all means, you can skip this one.
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I sat there, stunned as everyone else started walking out of the room. "Holy shit". I thought. Could you blame me? I mean, I was scared to look into the box in the first place! Now, sure, this didn't mean Priscilla was aching for my hot vag or whatever, but there was a world where she would do me? Me!?
Ashley tapped on my shoulder.
"You okay? You were shaking that box pretty badly."
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm good."
"Uh, you wanna go eat?"
"Sure."
That was when Kalissa came up to us. Despite that, as we had lunch, all I could think about were two challenging eyes piercing me. I hadn't even looked in the box yet! It would take just a few more minutes before I found an opportunity.
"Hey, uh, I gotta go to the bathroom for a sec."
"Oh, okay!" Ashley and Sixcia started talking to each other as soon as I left. I walked through the busy noon halls and found some alone time in the process.
When I went into the bathroom, I nearly dropped everything I had. Priscilla was there. She was looking at herself in the mirror when the door swung open a bit too hard.
Our eyes connected again. She looked at the box, then back up at me and with complete indifference, just went back to looking at herself in the mirror. She wasn't even doing her makeup or anything.
I gulped and peeked into the box.
A condom.
Yeah. The box gave me a fucking condom. I froze. What the hell was that about?
"Do you have to stand in the way like that?" I heard a tired voice ask in front of me. Priscila was standing there with that classic "mean girl" pose, one hand on her hip, supporting herself mostly on one leg as she scrutinized me more than any doctor I've ever been to.
"S-Sorry..." I said so softly I doubt she even heard me.
"Fucking weirdo." She muttered under her breath as I stood aside.
To say I was confused was an understatement. But, then I got an idea. All I had to do was give her the item, right? So I turned around and jogged back up to her with the condom in my hands.
If you know where this is going, yes, it was just as bad as whatever you have in your head.
I forced a smile, stopped her and held out the condom. Looking back, yeah, not the brightest idea.
"What the fuck?" She asked, looking down at what I had in my hands. "Ugh, fucking perv, get away from me!"
In all honesty, I don't know what else I was expecting. I mean, I guess I was expecting something literally magical to happen. It didn't though. Instead, I was left in the middle of a hallway holding a condom in my hands as one of the hottest girls I'd ever met walked away.
Whoa, is this how guys feel when they get rejected?
Anyway, this produced a few questions I felt needed answering. I met back with Ash and Six, trying my hardest to bury my shame as I sat down next to them.
"So you build stuff?" Ashley asked Sixcia.
"Yeah, I'm kind of an inventor I guess you could say."
"Her products are scams don't listen to her," I added with a smirk. Sixcia whined at me as Ashley chuckled.
"I haven't heard you complaining about what I make." Sixcia crossed her arms and said to me.
"Actually, I used one thing you gave me just a few minutes ago. Didn't work."
"Wait, what?" I nodded. "Uh, sorry," she turned toward Ashley, "could you give us a second? Sorry, sorry, I just need to ask Miri something."
"What?" Something went through Ashley's mind, she blushed and said: "OH, okay, sorry, I'll be back in a sec."
I arched an eyebrow. What was with that reaction?
"Just a minute!" Sixcia let Ashley know. "Alright, what happened?"
"The box... Uh..." I scratched the back of my neck. "It gave me a condom."
That surprised even Sixcia.
"What? I mean, you aimed it at a girl and it gave you a condom?"
"Yeah." I shrugged. "Then, I gave it to her, the whole gift thing right, and she called me weird and left."
"Well," Sixcia crossed her arms again. "I did say you had to give it at the right time."
Oh shit. She did say that.
"But, how the hell do I know what the right time is?"
"You aren't supposed to." Sixcia let me know. "That's part of the point. You have to make a connection with the other person and intuitively know what the right time is."
"But... I aimed it at a girl I'm sure thinks about me 0.001% of the time."
Sixcia shrugged.
"I guess you have a challenge in front of you then." Sixcia smiled at me.
Ashley came back after that, though she had a weird look on her face for a bit. As soon as lunch was over, I got a text.
Cara: Hey all! We're gonna work on the presentation after school right?
Marlene: sure
Me: yeah
Priscilla didn't respond.
Cara: Alright! Let's meet in the library!
Well, if Priscilla was going to go... I guess that meant I was going to be seeing her sooner than I thought. The rest of the day went by pretty normally, but I swear, more and more often I kept noticing Ashley looking at me weirdly.
Despite that, when it came time for me to head to the library for our meeting, Ashley waved at me just as energetically as she usually did. I called mom and, of course, let her know that Sixcia was basically living with us at this point so she was going to be sleeping over again.
A regular mom would have been concerned, but... Yeah, friends weren't exactly something I had in abundance, so she was just happy that Sixcia wasn't a one-time thing.
I walked over to the school library, breathing in as I felt the condom in my pockets. As soon as I went in, the air conditioning hit me. Luckily, I had on a black hoodie so I wouldn't be feeling the cold that badly, but if I could still feel it despite that article of clothing, I imagined the cold was intense.
It didn't take much time before I found my class group. Cara, with all the energy of someone who actually liked school, waved at me as I noticed them. Marlene was sipping from a cup of coffee (our school had lax rules about the food and drinks you could bring into the library) and, to my surprise, Priscilla was actually there reading from a book.
I gulped. "Right time. Right time." I repeated in my head, and I did something fairly bold. I sat down next to her. After that little encounter of ours, yeah, Priscilla noticed me... Not in the best way either. She shifted her seat, putting a few extra inches between us.
Okay, I deserved that. Let's be honest.
Actually, I do want to point something out. In case I haven't done her justice, you can imagine how beautiful Priscilla was that I was still attracted to her after that whole ordeal. And, even at this moment, her vanilla scent was driving me crazy as I tried my hardest not to sneak a peek at her creamy thigh, draped over her other leg as she dutifully read some book on the table.
"Okay!" Cara started. "Me and money bags over here were discussing the recent news reports about the Vampire Queen!"
"Money bags? Do you have a problem with me?" Priscilla asked.
"I'm just joking." Cara waved her off. Priscilla just rolled her eyes. "Apparently, there was a sighting yesterday! Here, look at these pics!" She slid her phone over to where I was.
Huh... I won't lie, these pictures actually look fairly realistic. They depicted a woman with curves the likes of which I could only dream of, barely dressed with fangs, smirking and winking at the camera in the nighttime. It looked like a well-done movie poster.
"So, we're just going to go interview the people who saw it?" Marlene asked.
"Yep, we can do it online. It doesn't have to be a video interview or something."
"Nice. I was thinking I could talk about..."
I zoned them out as I tried to see what Priscilla was reading. From what I could tell, it was an article about the Vampire Queen. Wait, was she actually looking stuff up for the presentation? I'll be honest, I was expecting her to be reading Harry Potter or something.
"Need something?" Priscilla asked me quietly enough that the others didn't hear her.
"Oh, sor-..."
At school, the girls were skirts. The length of those skirts is something we control. Priscilla, being who she was, apparently preferred the exceptionally short kind. But, one thing about these miniskirts is that when you position yourself badly, they can have the side effect of exposing more than you want to show.
In the middle of apologizing, I looked down. It was a reflex. You know, you're talking to someone you feel is kind of above you, so you look away. The problem was, my line of sight ended up directly on her lap.
And her skirt, because she had her legs crossed, had accidentally dragged up her legs a little too far.
I saw something. I stopped talking, staring at what looked like... Like some kind of tube between Priscilla's legs. I stared at it. It just looked weird to me, you know? I heard a small gasp and I found Priscilla looking at the same thing.
She looked up and our eyes connected. I couldn't look away. It was a mixture of the fact that I had too many questions combined with the fact that I was just a little lost in her irises.
She blushed, pulled her skirt down, stood and basically ran out of the library. I watched her go, unable to even process what had just happened.
"What's with her?" Cara asked.
Then, it clicked.
A bulge, a cold demeanor, and... The condom.
"Oh, shit," I mumbled. "Oh shit!" I stood up and ran after her. I caught a small glimpse of her turning a corner, I guessed she was headed for the girl's bathroom. I followed her there, finding the bathroom door slightly open.
I don't know why I was following her, to begin with. But... I mean, I guess I wanted to say something, right?
I went in. The bright white lights made it feel like we were in another world. I looked under a stall's door and found a pair of sleek legs.
"Uh," I started. "You... You wanna talk about it?"
