Chapter #16My Girlfriend, the Fixer by: Nostrum   True to her word, Jessica wasted no time to take off Katie. Her disgust at doing so was such that Claire and you had to spend a while clearing her bile off Ashley's floor.
After a moment to recover, the three of you laid Katie in Ashley's couch, with Claire holding the pen. You braced for the worst as Claire pressed the button, bringing back the real Katie. You notice it took the same time for her to recover consciousness as Jessica did, but she woke up livid. “Claire!? What did you do to me!?”
“I should ask you the same thing,” Jessica barked. “We need to talk.”
Hearing her sister froze Katie, for she remained still and silent for several minutes – enough to make Claire worry. “Katie? Talk to me.”
“Does she know?”
“We had to tell her. Katie, you went mad. I had to do you so you'd learn the lesson.”
Immediately, the young woman broke into tears. “Why?" she asked her sister. "Why did you have to betray me?”
“Katie, stop being so melodramatic...”
“If you understood what I feel, you wouldn't tell me that.”
“Maybe I don't understand what you feel, but you can always tell me. Claire told me you have feelings for Dave.”
“It's unfair...” Katie scrubs her eyes, sniffing. “Why it couldn't be me?”
“Katie, listen... I know it feels like it's unfair, but things don't always happen like we want them to. I would've wanted Dad to stay with us, but things happened.”
“Why can't you give me a chance?” Despite her sister's insistence, the young woman refused to budge. “Just once. Give me a fighting chance!”
“I can't, Muffin Top.” Rather than trigger a positive reaction, Jessica felt the very physical rejection of her sister. “Katie, stop acting like a little kid!”
“Maybe if you treated me like one, I'd act like one!”
“And you think I can treat you like a responsible adult if you do something like that?” Jessica cornered her sister, clamping her shoulders tight. “Or treating me like I was clothing?”
“I wanted to see if David would look at me if I looked like you.” Katie turned towards Claire, snarling. “I bet you used me like he used his sister. Or his brother. Did you know he was wearing him right now?”
You open your eyes wide and try to appease Jessica, who's fuming at you. “I can explain.”
“You and I have a pending discussion,” she warns you. “But right now, my sister matters more to me. And if you're asking if I put you on? I did. And because you need to know how it feels being worn, I even recorded it.”
“You what!?” Once again, you need to check if the neighbors are watching, because Katie blared far too loud for comfort. (Fortunately, no one paid attention.)
“By the way,” Claire adds while checking the phone. “You were out for like an hour – we woke Jess, explained everything, she did the recording and she took you off immediately. If she spent fifteen minutes on you, it was too much.”
“Why?” she asks between sobs.
“Because,” Jessica replies as she asks Claire for her phone, “I figured you'd listen what I have to say if you heard it from your own lips.”
Having said that, your girlfriend takes Katie aside, presumably to show her the video. You allow them privacy as Claire bites her nails, nervous for what might happen.
--
Not too long afterwards, Katie steps out of the bedroom looking like she saw a ghost. Jessica hands Claire her phone back, giving her instructions. “Erase it.”
“Uh...” Your sister blinks, fiddling with it. “Sure.”
“And give me that,” she says while pointing at the pen. “David and I need to talk.”
Upon receiving it, Jessica takes you away – specifically, to Ashley's bedroom – while Claire immediately pounces on Katie, presumably to ask how she's doing. She closes the door – for privacy – and immediately retches in disgust. “Ugh. Did you seriously jerked to your sister inside here?”
You gulp, since you feel denying it will make it worse. “Uh... Pretty much.”
“You’re an ass,” she says, noticing the nude and deflated bodies of your older brother and Ashley. “You plan on telling them?”
“Uh... No. Definitely not Ashley – not sure how she'll react. But I told Claire to stop using her, of course.”
“For your own good, I hope she doesn't.” She focuses her look on you, scowling. “What's that about putting on your brother? Or your sister, for that matter?”
--
It takes a while to come clean, and though it feels like she's extracting a confession from you, you hold nothing. When it's time to admit that you enjoyed jerking off with Tina's vagina, you even try to sweeten the deal. “I mean, I learned something that day – I never imagined girls could get so many orgasms!”
“Dave, that's sick.”
“I know. I actually told Claire that it felt wrong, but I'd lie if I didn't say it felt good. It means something else, though – it means that, when we finally do it, I'll have to make it so that I can please you just as, well...”
Your girlfriend tries to keep her poise, but you know she's dying to laugh. “That’s actually cute, Dave. But it's still wrong.”
“I know, I know. I mean – if they agreed beforehand?”
“Even that'd feel wrong, but...” She sighs, opening up to you. “The way you speak about it, the things Katie told me...”
“You're doubting? Because, right now, we need to set an example--”
“Oh, you bet your ass I will!” She chuckles, and the tears in her eyes make them sparkle with their own light. “I don't feel it's right if we steal someone else's life. And putting on Katie felt so wrong, I was holding my bile while doing so.”
“Couldn't hold it for too long, though.”
“Yeah,” she laments, clicking her tongue. “I'm surprised, though. Katie told me she showed you my naked body and you didn’t budge. Like, she was hugging you and holding you.”
“Probably because I knew it was her,” you confess. “I mean, it was your body, but it wasn't you.”
“I'd normally feel weird if you saw me naked, but since you did already...” She lifts her blouse (the one Katie chose for her) and takes it off, leaving only the bra. “Do you really not care about this?” she taunts you as she pushes her cleavage up.
“I mean,” you say, and she opens her eyes wide. You grab Ashley's breasts and taunt her back. “They're not this big, or as big as Tina's--”
“David!”
“--but they're yours and that’s all that matters.” You calm her down with a kiss, and you can feel the giggle trying to escape her lips.
Of course, your girlfriend's yelp catches Claire’s attention, as she pounds on the door. “Jessica! You alright? I hope Davey didn't do anything to you!”
She asks you to stay silent and winks before opening the door. “You know, this is a private conversation. You shouldn't be--”
“Well...” Caught in the act, Claire tried to feign maturity. “I was worried my oaf of a brother did something to you! Besides – you're gonna scare Katie!”
“Right...” Your sister’s claim bugs Jessica out. “Tell her everything's alright – your brother was just joking, and I was teasing him.” She leans outside and frowns. “Is she alright?”
“Disappointed, but she’s getting it.”
“Good. Let me finish with your brother and I'll go with her, alright?” She gently slams the door, locks it, and returns to you. “She's right – now she's gonna think you’re a monster since she's gonna try to be overprotective of me.”
“But you're the older one.”
“She said that, if you're not gonna be with her, we better end up together,” She sits on your lap and wraps her arms around you. “I really appreciate you were worried about her. Claire and her are almost like sisters, and I'd hate that to be broken because we end up breaking our relationship.”
“Yeah,” you chuckle. “I agree.”
“And if you were lying, I’d know.” She steals a kiss from you, snickering. “I forgive you for playing with your older sister's body if it means you won't do it again.”
“Uh...” It’s hard to get rid of the forbidden fruit once tasted, but you need to take responsibility – for the sake of your relationship and for the sake of your sisters' friendship. “Yeah. Sure.”
“Listen... I'd keep that thing, but I don't want Katie grabbing it and using it in secret.”
“Maybe if we talk to her – she's more reasonable. N-not that Katie's unreasonable, but--”
“I get you.” She leans closer, letting her blonde hair fall near your shoulders. “That's why I'm leaving it in your care – at least until tomorrow.”
“Until tomorrow? Why?”
“Judging by what it can do, it'd be dangerous if it falls in the wrong hands. I wanna destroy it--”
Destroy it? That’s a drastic measure. At worst, Claire would be devastated – though, you have to admit, that's for the best.
“--if can’t, I'd prefer it stays in our hands.”
“And if we bury it on something? Like, in concrete, or deep below--”
“That could work, but I prefer that pen doesn't work at all. We'll consider it if it can't be destroyed.”
“I guess that's for the best.” Part of you doesn't want to part from it, but part of you recognizes it should. It’s not a toy, and you don’t find anything of value other than playing with someone's body, which can become stale. “What are we gonna tell Claire, though?”
“That she needs to grow up,” she says without hesitation.
--
You're back home after waking Ashley and leaving Jessica and Katie on their own. She went to look for spare clothes for Katie, who had an “unfortunate incident” with her current ones after Sally Knuthers, a sophomore that loathes her, “shoved” her to the mud.
Tina's focused on her studies, which makes it easy to slide Claire in. She's back on Nick, acting as if drunk and confused (with his shirt wet with beer), for when he inevitably wakes up. (And Tina finally got what she wanted, though you also got chewed.)
Once on your room, figuring a good hiding place for the pen, you notice Jessica left you a text. A very cryptic one, at that.
[We gotta talk. Bring the pen.]  You have the following choice: 1. Continue |
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