Chapter 5: Monday... Again

When I went to bed that night I think I slept better than I ever had in my life. It felt really good humiliate Victoria the way I did. All of those years of lying and cheating and bullshitting people, telling stories and humiliating, was truly empowering. Jumping out of bed, I had a sudden urge to masturbate so I did. I did it in the shower boy did it feel good. Replaying the events of yesterday in my head, I see Victoria standing there with all of her fakery exposed just moments away from the realization that she has been outed. Ejaculating hard when she screams, I think we remember watching that big foam butt wiggle back and forth rapidly when she made her escape. Sure, it was covered up but I knew what it was and so did everybody else. They also know that her Giant food or nothing but fakes! Years of teasing the guys with the promise of a big and beautiful chest exposed to nothing but a pipe dream of her very own creation.

Stepping out of the shower, I dry off, brush my teeth and comb my hair. Picking up my underwear off of the floor, I put them back on and walk down the hallway and back to my bedroom. Walking up to my dresser, I happen to look down and see that I am wearing my Superman underwear. I distinctly remember changing it yesterday, but maybe I put it on last night? They're not really dirty after all. As I open my drawers, I happen to look out the window and I see Victoria's brand new car backing down the driveway. Stop thinking anything of it, maybe she's off to look for a job for check yourself into an insane asylum or something. Or maybe up on finding out that is precious daughter is a big fat liar, daddy's taking it to go sell it! Either way, it's a beautiful day.

Getting dressed, I put my watch in my pocket before I head downstairs and take a seat at the kitchen table where my cheerios, banana and glass of juice are waiting for me. Just like everyday, my mother is putting the dishes away from the dishwasher. But I am finished eating I grab my book bag and then walk over to the coat rack where my leather loafers are waiting for me. Flipping them on, I stop in front of the mirror behind the couch and after adjusting my bright red bow tie and smoothing out the wrinkles of my blue stripe shirt, I cheerfully head out the door.

Walking up to the corner where the bus stops, I see Sarah waiting by the stop sign. Interesting enough she is wearing the exact same outfit as yesterday. I guess maybe she didn't get her clothes all that dirty and decided to wear them twice?

Seeing me approach she flashes me a big steely smile. "Hi Timmy man!" She greets me enthusiastically with her trademark big wave.

"You really don't need say that after my name." I say laughing.

Tilting her head, Sara giggles. "I don't get it. Just yesterday you were all excited to finally be a man, you know an adult? What changed?"

"You wouldn't understand." I reply, suddenly stopping as a moment of deja vu comes over me. Didn't I just say this yesterday, or something similar? Shaking my head, I clear my thoughts just as the bus rolls up. Climbing aboard and taking my seat, Sara sits down next to me starts going on and on about my birthday party from Sunday. I don't understand her obsession with Bozo the clown and just like yesterday, everyone is laughing at me all over again. This is just great!

"So your mom hired Bozo, huh? My mom hired him too, for my little sister's 6th birthday party! Hahaha!" The same guy says the same exact thing to me again after exiting the bus out front of school. Watching him walk off with his buddies laughing and joking, I look over and see Sarah getting off the bus last, again.

"Those guys are jerks."

"Yep." I nod slowly in agreement as I silently ask myself why am I repeating myself. By now it's no longer deja vu. I really am reliving yesterday.

But how?

"I mean, Bozo's awesome! Do you remember that joke..." Sara starts telling it and I have to turn off my ears. Not so that I have to hear the same joke, but also because I am starting to freak out.

Walking in the front door, I mix in with the rest of the students as they fill the hallway with lots of noise and lots of bodies. Making my way to my locker, I start spinning the combination when the chatter starts to quiet down. Walking up behind me is Sara who is looking around a little confused. Taking a look around, I start to notice something odd. And then I look down on myself and I see the exact same thing. I am wearing the exact same clothes from yesterday just like everybody else, except for my underwear.

"Why is everybody so quiet? Is there something in my teeth?" She asks and then makes a awkward face as she exposes her teeth and starts rubbing them furiously with her finger.

All around me I can hear the buzzing of excitement. Seeing where everyone else is looking, I turn my attention to the side doors where three beautiful ladies are striding towards it through the glass. Rubbing my eyes, I blink several times when I realize that I am looking at exactly the same thing. Three women, excessively hot, wearing the exact same clothes. In fact everything about it is so eerie in it's precision that I'm starting to wonder if I am living in my very own version of Groundhog Day.

Stopping just short of the doors, Victoria's friends wait in front of them while their queen preens like she does every morning. Picking at her blouse and tossing her hair, I watch as Natalie and Alicia lean forward to open the doors. When they do, their low cut tops reveal a sea of beautiful and bountiful D cup cleavage.

Pulling open the doors, they both step aside and make way for the queen of the school, Victoria Black to make her entrance. Wearing the cockiest of cocky grins on her face, she is radiating pure arrogance as she walks through the door placing one foot perfectly in front of the other, her painted toenails are beautifully shown off in a pair of strappy stilettos. Covering her legs while also showing off her beautifully rounded hips and bulging pussy is a pair of her trademark, black leggings. Showing subtly through the fabric is the strings of her thong. Nestled between the V of her thighs is the bulge and crack of her big and jutting pussy. Between the break in her pants and her orange tube top, she is showing off her belly button. Jiggling slightly with every hip swinging step, it pales in comparison to the thunderous, but firm bounce of her ginormous breasts. Completely covered as always, that does nothing to take away from their eye focusing power as they stick out from her chest like a pair of rockets ready to fire. Stretching her top to its absolute limit, Victoria's mighty jugs lead the way as she simply follows in their wake. All around everyone is mesmerized as they come under the shadow of their hypnotizing spell.

Seeing this all over again, I could have sworn I just made her go away crying like a big baby yesterday! I mean, everyone saw her secrets and yet here are all staring at her like she is the hottest thing in the world! I just don't get it!! I do, but I don't because everything that is happening right now is blowing my mind away. It's impossible to relive the same day on a different day in exactly the same way!

Walking with no impediments because literally everyone has made more than enough space for her and her cohort of hotties who are now walking just like her behind her, she heads towards her locker which is opposite of mine. Coming to a stop in front of me and Sara, she pushes out her right knee just enough to really show off the swell of her big and round bottom as she arches her back to stick out her gravity defying leviathan's. Turning her head, she focuses her pinpointed, emerald green gaze right on Sara.

"Good morning Vicki! You're looking really really sexy today!" Sara gushes.

Allowing herself to crack a small smile, Victoria looks the lanky blonde geek up and down, resting that intoxicating gaze on Sara's breasts. "I really wish I could say the same about you, tissue tits."

Blushing instantly, Sara looks around to see people giggling and snickering at her expense. Not wanting to have her boobs strewn out all over the floor, she covers them up with her arms and looks away from the now grinning high school diva.

"Maybe one day you'll grow up. You might even grow a pair of boobs like me someday!" Saying this, Victoria instantly throws her head back and laughs. When she does her friends join along and soon everyone is laughing and rejoicing.

At Sara's expense.

When she is done laughing, Vicki turns on her heels. Her big butt angled slightly and sticking out just above her skinny legs, she is not only rubbing it in that she is far superior to Sara, but it also allows the rest of the senior class to check her out. Always the attention whore, it is not uncommon for Victoria to stop and pose for her adoring public. Nobody seems to mind because they all love staring at her perfectly over endowed body. Walking up to her locker, the moment she stops and turns to talk with her friends, the rest of the student body goes back to whatever they were doing.

All except me. Watching her from the corner of my eye, I slip my hand into my pocket and start rubbing the watch. Feeling the ornate carvings brush against my thumb, I am deciding whether I want to do it or not.

Stop time.

Didn't I have this exact same thought just yesterday at exactly the same time? As I mow this over, and her friends are laughing and joking about something. Either way the exact same conversation as yesterday. Natalie is also holding anything to go cup full of coffee. Just like yesterday.

Okay, so here is where I'm at. I woke up thinking that today is Tuesday and I'm starting to realize that maybe, just maybe I'm repeating Monday again. The question I have is why? Why am I repeating the same day again? I don't get it. I know grandpa said something about space and time continuum but I didn't do anything to alter the past. I am altering the future and according to doc Brown from back to the future, anything that changes in the past has dire consequences on the timeline and the future and can create a time paradox. I didn't do that because anything that's happened since yesterday hasn't happened yet and because it hasn't happened yet, how can I create a time paradox?

Or maybe I shouldn't listen to Robert Zemenkus. He is a director, not a physicist. When I stop time, I turn around and I see that Victoria is posed exactly the same way as when I did it the first time: left knee out, tits out and up proudly, head tilted back taking a drink of coffee with Natalie in front of her and Alicia behind her. Putting everything I think I know about time travel and altering timelines to the test, I walk up to Victoria who looks exactly as she did yesterday. Pulling on her tube top, it is taped just like it was. When I pull down her pants and give her fake pussy a non-existent wedgie, there is the same exact smattering of pee pee dotting her panties. Pulling her pants back up, I decide to walk back to my locker and see what happens.

Pushing down on the button, time starts up and within seconds, a loud and gassy fart erupts from one of the three hot girls.

*BRRRRRAAAAAPPPPPPTTTT!*

Her eyes opening wide and her jaw falling, Natalie looks down and stares at Victoria's big and luscious titties! Watching her I am fully expecting her to bust out laughing or something, but instead she looks paralyzed. Behind Vicki, Alicia is looking down too and making the exact same face that I clearly remember yesterday, only instead of staring at exposed padding and stuffing, they are looking at her bulbous big boobs and her equally jaw-dropping ass respectively.

Ignoring the loud fart at first, Victoria is still sipping on her morning caffeinated beverage, but the moment she smells it, whatever is in her mouth comes spewing out like rain, covering Natalie's face and chest with coffee! Seeing her friend staring at her tits, Victoria looks down and then back up. "Did you just fucking fart?!?"

That's when the odor wafts by my nose. Smelling it, it is somewhat familiar but I don't really remember it. Thinking about it, it's now starting to make more sense to me. I don't remember it because I was too distracted with seeing Victoria running out of the school completely humiliated! Now that that hasn't happened, it is instead being replaced with one of the three cutting a really loud and juicy fart!

With everybody suddenly quiet and looking, it is expected that one of the three is going to fess up or be outed. Standing in complete shock and now dripping from head to cleavage in nasty smelly coffee, Natalie breaks out in tears as she and down. "Yes! I think I may have pooped a little too!" She wails as her hands fly to her butt waving frantically.

Quickly hitting the button, everything stops and goes quiet. Walking over I see it. Natalie's butt crack is wet! Wearing a pair of tight blue jeans, it is blatantly obvious that she sharted!

"So that's what was supposed to happen..." I say slowly starting to understand more as I return to my locker and restart time.

"EWWWWW, THAT'S FUCKING NASTY!" Plugging her nose, Victoria turns away disgustedly. Behind her Alicia is laughing hysterically. "Oh my god... I can't believe you fucking shit yourself! I'll be right back, I'm going to go get the wet wipes out of my car you nasty bitch!" Victoria yells and then bolts away and out the door to the parking lot just like yesterday, only this time she is not crying.

As this is all going on, the entire hallway is busting up laughing at the fact that the sexy Natalie had an accident! Hiding her butt by pressing it up against the lockers, she is practically left to her own devices as Alicia is too paralyzed by her own hysterics to be much of any help. That all changes when Victoria returns. Taking charge she orders Alicia to give up the windbreaker she keeps her locker then leads the embarrassed and bawling Natalie down to the toilets to get cleaned up. Not wanting to be left out, Alicia is hot on their heels.

"All you ugly and flat chicks better stop laughing! Natalie is still WAY better than you even in dirty panties!" Victoria turns and shouts at the laughing crowd just before disappearing into the bathroom.

Honestly, if that was supposed to help, it really didn't because that just made everyone laugh even more. Laughing the hardest were the very girls that Vicki and her friends routinely pick on. Just then the bell rings and I am trudging away to my first class.

Sitting through the next two classes, it slowly dawns on me that attempting to change the future with the watch is a futile endeavor. Without Victoria's exposure, the chatter about all of the years has she had been lying and deceiving people is gone, including the laughter about how lame she was for stuffing in the first. I especially miss those who said they knew all along and they were glad that she was finally exposed. I even remember them wondering how she went from being covered up to being revealed in the blank of an eye! It was actually faster than that because literally happened right in front of them, it was just too fast for them to reconcile in their subconscious.

Treading new ground, I pray to God that today will end and tomorrow will be Tuesday. At least then life can move on and everything can go back to normal, except for the fact that I know Victoria's secret and yet I feel as though I can't tell anybody. I probably could, but giving my social status I don't think anyone would ever believe me.

When the lunch bell rings at 11:00, I exit my second period class and guess who is waiting for me. Yep, my de facto girlfriend Sara. Even though she's not my girlfriend, the fact that she is always by my side tends to give everyone else the impression that I am dating the bra stuffing big baby of the school. When she sees me she waves and comes up to me, her chest pushed out proudly, as if no one knows that she's faking it. I really have to hand it to her, I don't know how many times she has been humiliated by the hands of Victoria and her cronies and yet she simply packs it all back in to those broad cups of hers and charges on like nothing ever happened.

"Hey Timmy man, how was your first two classes? Mine really really sucked! I mean I really like biology, but it's soooooo boring! Mr Lindell can be such a bore. I mean, ants are cool, but who can really talk about them for 45 minutes straight? Without stopping?!?" Sara starts gabbing the moment we start walking down the hall. She says Mr Lindell is long-winded, has she ever heard herself? I mean by the time we reached the lunchroom, she still hasn't stopped going on and on and on and on and on...

Walking in together, she is talking about something or another, but quite frankly I'm not even listening anymore. Getting into the hot lunch line, she still jabbering on about whatever and the only time she stops is to hold out her tray and tell the ones lady what she wants to eat. The moment she is done she picks up right where she left off.

"You remember Stacey, right? In English class I caught her picking her nose and eating it when she thought no one was looking! So gross, right? I thought she was really cool until I saw that! What a loser, am I right?" Sara rattles on, oblivious to the fact that the person she is talking to has tuned her out.

Walking between the rows of tables, there is one that is empty in the middle of the room. Of course that means we have to walk past Victoria and her girlfriends who are sitting in the center most table, what is also known as the "hotties of the hot" table. As we get closer, we can hear them talking as they eat. Laughing and giggling, they don't pay us any attention. We are not worth their time, but they certainly have no problem checking out the hot guys that have purposely seated themselves around them. Even though Vicki is supposedly dating some hot college guy, she cannot help but check out the marketplace while offering little waves and thrusts of her epic, big boobs.

Catching Eric checking her out, Victoria puts a little extra in her smile. Raising her hand and giving him a little finger rolling wave, she arches her back to really show off her rack. With those big boobs thrust to their fullest extent, the small of her back is arched way forward and when I pass, I happen to look down into the gap between it and the backrest. When I do I see that her pink song is sticking out over the waist of her leggings and with it a small glimpses of the foam that is really the reason she has a big and bubbly butt. Slowing down just a little, I can see that the waste of her pants is struggling to stay up as a little bit more of the nude colored enhancement slowly pours out along with the little pink strip stretching down her false crack.

Wondering if I am the only one who can see this, a quick look around confirms that I'm not the only one. One, then two also have noticed that Vicki's pants are slipping and when they see what is sticking out of them, they start to point and snigger. Still keeping my ears open as Sarah and I sit down together to eat, I can hear the rise and chorus of giggles as words starts to spread.

"Hey, there's a rumor going around that Vicki's ass is fake." A guy a table away says a little too loudly. Not loud enough for Victoria to hear, but loud enough for me.

"What? Where did you hear that from?" The guy's buddy asks, sitting up a little worn his seat and stretching to see if he can see proof. Of course can't though.

"You see that table of girls over there? They're the ones." The first guy says pointing them out.

"Pfffft... They'll say anything to get attention." The second guy retorts, dismissing the rumor instantly out of hand.

Okay, so not everyone believes it, but there's definitely a buzz going around the lunch room, a buzz that Victoria and her friends are completely oblivious too. In high school rumors come and go all the time. Sometimes they are about them, sometimes they're about others, but usually rumors turn out to be just rumors. Bullshit masquerading as news.

Eating our lunch in silence, well I'm being quiet because Sara won't shut up long enough to let me get a word in edgewise, we finish up just before the end of the period. Standing up with our trays, we go and toss whatever we don't need to weigh into the trash can and turn them into the dishwashing station. Walking through the cafeteria, we come out into the hall where Victoria is holding court with her friends and her bevy of worshipers. Standing in the center, she is chatting about something or another, but don't know what. One thing I do know is that she is posing and showing off like usual.

I tune her out like I do Sara because all she ever does is talk about herself.

Turning my head to look, I see her pivot on the balls of her feet and aims her thrust out tits right at a cute guy as she smiles and laughs. With one leg and slightly forward and her hands on her waist, she is giving everyone a show of her model quality features. Then from the crowd a girl rushes her and before she can move a muscle, those tight and sexy pants are yanked right down to her ankles!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Letting loose a blood curdling scream, I stop abruptly as I am witnessing the impossible again. Standing in the center of a large crowd with your panties on complete display, everyone can see what that flimsy little thong is unable to hide! Laughing hysterically at the fact that Victoria's big and juicy butt is really made out of foam, everyone is going absolutely nuts when it is also revealed that her big and jutting pussy is just as fake as the foam enhancing her hips and ass! With her foam butt cover and pussy enhancer completely exposed to nearly the entire school, along with her big fake, black bush, Victoria instantly wets herself! Bawling like a baby and screaming at everyone to shut up or look away, she looks absolutely ridiculous as she tries crossing her legs with shimmering urine running down her legs like rivers to hide her forbidden fruits!

"Is that Vicki's ass?! No way!"

"Told you she was fake!"

"Hahaha! It looks like a big helmet!"

"Aww man... Even her pussy is stuffed! What the fuck man..."

"What the hell is that?" Someone shouts, pointing at the hair bursting out of her panties now.

"Wait, are those her pubes? Are they even real!?!"

Enjoying her humiliation all over again, I stand there and watch has the former queen of the school struggles to pull up her pants. The waist getting caught underneath her big, fake ass as she tries to cover her privates in desperation really shows off the foam wonder buns! Finally getting it up and over, she breaks free from the crowd and then runs down the hall crying her pants absorbing all the pee running down her legs instantly. "MOM-EEEEEE!"

Looking towards the ceiling, I pray that this is the last time I ever have to look at that bra stuffing and butt padding fraud ever again...