Whore! Slut! Bitch!
I stared at my locker at school, which had become vandalized. Written in makeup were these slurs and statements. This was not the actions of women, but of men. Even if nothing I had done of recent had been proven, rumors flew. Although Abigail stopped sending out her rumor war, it was far too late to stop it now. Whether it was the gangbang in the locker room, the seeming two girls who were publicly fighting over me, the teacher I was banging for better grades, the girls I hung around while mostly not hanging out with any guys, it had all caused my reputation to plummet.
I nearly jumped as a voice came from directly behind me. I turned to see Abigail standing behind me, her eyes glued on me.
“Abby… uh… what are you doing here?”
“I came here to wait for you, and I noticed the locker.”
“Why were you waiting for me?”
“Do I need a reason to wait for my man?” She demanded, and then let out a breath. “Whatever, I guess you’re not that upset about it?”
“No, I think it’s kind of funny, actually.”
These same guys who were calling me a whore now, if things went back to normal, would be heralding me as their hero. It was worth a chuckle, at least. A lot of things had bothered me about this new world, but bullying from the men wasn’t one of them. I didn’t even have a desire to find out who did it to kick his ass. I was confident I could, but there just didn’t seem to be enough of a reason.
“If you say so…” Abigail shrugged, trying to play the bad girl type.
“What do you mean by jealous?” I asked as I recalled what she had first said.
“Your sisters.” She shrugged.
“What about them?”
I had thought she was going to say there was some guy into her. If that was the case, I might seriously go beat him up. I admit it, I was a hypocrite, but I was okay with that. This was a hypocritical world that we lived in these days. Besides, they fired the first blow by attacking my locker. It was only right that I retaliated.
“A lot of boys have crushes on your sisters. I don’t know if you realize this, and I hate to admit it, but all of your sisters are good looking women.”
I frowned. “Boys want to date my sisters?”
“That’s the look that scares them off. I’ve been hearing a few boys tried to get close to you so they could get a chance with one of them, but you sent them on their way.”
My frown deepened, but then I started to remember something. This was something that hadn’t been caused by me. Rather, it had been caused by the original Noah who existed in this world. Abigail was correct. There were a few guys who tried to be my friends to get to my sisters. I didn’t get along with my sisters at all, and I also didn’t want to invite a bunch of horny idiots to my house because they hoped for the chance to bang one of my sisters.
At the time, I didn’t care about my sister’s side of things whatsoever. I just didn’t like being used, and I didn’t consider people who would do that kind of thing to be worth calling friends. So, I had sent away a few guys who were hoping that I’d open up the path to my sister’s pussy. It seemed like this sort of thing happened in this world too, but like with everything, it had a mildly different spin. My aloof and cool sisters were the envy of many boys. They hope to get close to me hoping I would support them going after my sisters.
Nope, it didn’t make me feel any better. It was still petty bastards using me. Just because the boys had more innocent intentions in this world didn’t make it feel any more honest, nor did it make me feel any regret. It left me feeling pissed. Just because I wouldn’t accept their phony friendship, they decided to get back at me by spreading rumors, insulting me, and then vandalizing my locker. I still had a mind to kick their asses. It didn’t have anything to do with the fact they wanted my sisters. Besides, they were mine, no one else’s!
“There are even some rumors that you fancy your sisters and…” She suddenly stopped and looked away.
“What is it?” I asked.
“N-nothing…” She lied.
I grabbed her and turned her back to me. As much of a tough girl as she liked to be, the reason I didn’t get afraid is that I learned that as long as I treated her with a tough hand, she accepted anything I threw at her. Well, once she stopped fighting me on my relationship with other women, there was very little she wouldn’t let me get away with. With my eyes staring at her, she couldn’t keep up her routine and broke down.
“Th-they said you’re sleeping with your sisters!”
“Wh-where would they get that idea?” My eyes widened.
Well, where wouldn’t they get that idea? I totally was sleeping with my sisters, and I was even doing it on the school premises. It would be stranger if they didn’t come up with that rumor. However, that didn’t mean I wanted it spread around. People could level words like slut or bitch at me all they wanted, but as soon as they got my sister’s involved, I started getting these brotherly feelings. I absolutely wouldn’t let anyone screw with my sisters.
“I don’t know…” She shook her head. “They just think that you’re too close with them.”
“I’ve barely even talked to them until very recently.” That was a completely true statement.
“I know that… but a bunch of stupid whores only see what they want to see. Don’t think about it anymore.” She bit her lip, and for a second I saw a flash like she was going to say something else, and then bit it back.
“What else?” I narrowed my eyes.
“It doesn’t matter! It’s already happening…”
“What’s happening? Talk!”
“Ah… it’s just… I heard that a guy worked up the courage and is confessing to one of your sisters.”
“My sisters? When?”
“Now! Where? Take me to that bastard!”
“Noah… it’s just your sister. Someone can ask her out. If you go, then it’s going to make all these rumors seem true!” Abigail gestured to the locker.
She crossed her arms and lifted her chin. “I won’t. As your girlfriend, I’m putting my foot down.”
I stared at her, but I knew enough about Abigail at this point that I knew that she wouldn’t do what I asked no matter how much I tried to bully her. Feeling helpless for a second, another strategy suddenly came to me. I reached out and grabbed Abigail’s sides. As soon as I touched her, she looked like a deer in headlights.
“Wh-what do you want?”
“Abigail… if you do this tiny little thing for me… then… I’ll s- I’ll let you suck my cock.”
I grabbed her hand on her hips, and then guided it between my legs, wrapping her hand around my balls and squeezing them. She stared down at my groin her hand was on, and then up at me. She didn’t move her hand away, and her breathing had quickened.
“Don’t you want me?” I asked, pushing out my lower lip.
Abigail swallowed hard. “N-Noah… shit…”
“Don’t you want to taste me…”
She started to nod before she caught herself. “Y-you… fuck… fine. I’ll suck your dick so hard you can’t walk for a week! A-also… I get to swallow!”
“F-fine…” Her hands squeezed my balls one more time before she let go with regret in her eyes.
I was shocked it worked. I was originally going to say something like I’d suck her pussy, but I changed it at the last second. I wasn’t quite sure why. Guy’s liked blowjobs in my world, so girls probably wanted their pussy sucked in this one. However, I did change it, and suddenly I was getting a blowjob and what I wanted. This world never ceased to amaze me.
Abigail finally began to lead me away from my locker. We traveled to the other side of the school. This was currently the time between lunch periods. Mine was starting, and the previous one was ending. So, I wasn’t surprised when she led me to the lunchroom. Did that mean it was going to be Kelsey or Kristy? They were the ones who were in lunch with me. Since the three of us had banged, the pair of them gave me looks during lunch like they wanted to talk to me, but I had reconciled with my three friends. If one of them was asked out though…
That’s when she gestured to a corner of the commons area. As for how Abigail knew this information, I didn’t even want to know. She was a hardcore stalker from the beginning, so her information resources couldn’t be underestimated. When I looked, I was surprised to see one of my sisters who wasn’t even in this lunch. It was Mackenzie standing there. Of all of them, she was the one I least expected to be asked such a question.
We arrived just in time. Mackenzie was leaning against a wall with her arms crossed, while a boy was standing next to her. I didn’t know this boy. He was a year above me, the same age as Mackenzie. He was dressed up in a very metrosexual look, and he wasn’t unattractive either.
“Mackenzie… I was wondering if you’d like to go out. I… got you this.”
He held out a letter. Mackenzie eyed it and then snatched it from his hands. She opened it up right in front of him and then read it. When she finished reading it, she stuffed it in her pocket and looked back at him.
“Fine… we’ll go out.”
“Huh?” My mouth fell open.
The second I had seen it was Mackenzie, I had naturally assumed she’d say no. It never even occurred to me that after what we had done, she’d say yes to another guy.
I spoke too loudly, and the boy and Mackenzie turned to see me standing there. The commons area outside the cafeteria was quite noisy, but a lot of people seemed to notice something that might be juicy gossip and seemed to quiet down as they listened in. I felt like all the eyes were on us, but that was probably just my imagination.
“N-Noah!” Mackenzie straightened, her arms falling as soon as she saw me there looking at them.
“Noah? That’s your little brother, right?” The boy said, and then smiled and held out a hand to me. “Hi, I’m George. I’m going out with you big sister. You can call me big bro if you like.”
“The fuck I will,” I muttered.
“Nothing…” I ignored him and shot Mackenzie a look. “You’re going on a date with this guy?”
Mackenzie’s face flushed. “Ah… yeah… I guess…”
“You’re not jealous, are you?” George gave a smile that almost seemed gloating.
I wondered if he had attacked my locker specifically to distract me so that I wouldn’t be here. Perhaps I was just being crazy. I took a deep breath and tried to act nonchalant.
“Why would I be? I was just thinking we should totally double-date.”
“Double… date?” George blinked.
“Yeah, I…” I looked beside me to see that Abigail wasn’t there.
A quick scan showed she had hidden in the crowd, planning to run if things got too graphic. That traitor! I reached out and grabbed her, yanking her out of the crowd of people. She let out a cry as I pulled her next to me.
“Who are you?” Mackenzie frowned.
“This is my girlfriend,” I announced. “We can go on a double date. You and George, and me and Abigail.”
“That sounds great!” George smiled. “It’s a date!”
This wasn’t a date. This was war!