Is this a curse or a blessing

Caleb left the two women to shower and change out of his gym clothes. When he took the watch off to shower, he noticed the seconds hand was still spinning rapidly. It wasn't the first time he had seen it spinning, but never this fast.

He got in the shower and stood under the spray for a minute or so, trying to discern what it might mean. Shaking his head, and knowing he was pressed for time, he quickly washed up and toweled off.

Getting dressed, he put the watch back on and took a closer look at it. He noticed that the small hand was pointed at 3 o'clock, and wondered how it got that way. He could not remember the last time he checked to make sure it was set on 12, and figured he must have bumped the dial that controlled the short hand during the softball game. The big hand was still set on 6, the one that made people like whatever he did, so he left it there.

Remembering that his Aunt wanted him to call her to experiment with the watch, he decided to hurry home. As he left the men's locker room he could hear Holly and Coach Katie talking just around the corner toward the ladies locker room entrance.

"So coach, now that Caleb owns you, does this mean you'll move in with him? Do you think he'll let you keep teaching? Oh, and will he take other women as well?" Holly excitedly asked.

Caleb heard Katie reply, "I don't know really. I don't know him that well. Our relationship has always been teacher and student before now. I've only met his parents once, so I don't know if they would be ok with me moving in with my master. Since he is a Stretcher King, he also owns his mom and sister too, so if he wants, I think they will be ok with it. I don't know about his father though. In the past, some young Stretcher Kings have allowed their fathers to remain in charge of the home until the Stretcher King moved out. Then again, Master may want me to keep staying in my apartment. He didn't breed me, or at least not yet, so he may want to wait and see if I get along with his family. After all, I'm just a fuck toy, it's not like I'm part of his family. And as for him taking other women, it really isn't my place to say. If he wants more, then he will take more. I will love him either way."

Caleb was floored. He didn't do anything to make it normal to have a harem or to own women. He realized that he didn't even question it when his mother was explaining about the right of a Stretcher King to own his female family members. He laughed it off then but now he was a bit concerned. Was the watch somehow creating normalities on it's own, or was this simply a byproduct of the changes he made to reality? Is having the watch set to 3:30 causing this? And how long had it been set that way?

He decided against resetting the watch to 12:30 and set it to 6:30 instead. He would leave it set here and see if there were anymore weird changes, he was wary of changing the minutes hand away from the 'people like me no matter what I do' setting.

As he came around the corner Holly saw him and said, "Caleb, we were just talking about you. Are you ready to go?"

Caleb saw that Katie was a bit nervous and that smirk she usually wore was no longer present. "Is something wrong coach?" he said.

"Well I um, I was wondering what was going to happen to me. I mean, Holly said you might want me to move in with you, and I was wondering if that would be something you would want Master. I mean, I can stay at my apartment too. I'll be happy to do whatever you want. I don't even know how you want me to treat you, or how I should act."

Caleb realized he was walking in a minefield, metaphorically speaking. I could really mess this woman's life all to hell and back if I don't choose my words carefully. I could try to free her, but would that even work, and if it did, how would that affect her? She told Holly she loves me. Would freeing her cause her to feel rejected? What the hell am I supposed to do now?

He let the silence linger a bit long before he said to her, "For now I don't want you to change anything about yourself. I want to get to know you better, and I want you to get to know me and my family. After we drop Holly off at her place, let's spend a little time with my folks and see how you like them."

He remembered that he had a date later on that evening that he couldn't get out of even if he wanted too. He still had a couple hours to get ready before then. Not wanting to lie to her, he told her about the date as they walked to Katie's car.

Holly commented, "Wow, I always thought Christine was a lesbian." Realizing she was talking about one of Caleb's closest friends, she quickly added, "Not that there is anything wrong with that."

Katie laughed and teased her, "You seemed to like it when I licked your pretty little kitty, along with the other stuff we did. I'd say you might be a little bisexual yourself."

Holly's cheeks were showing a little red as she said, "Well, that was my first time with a woman, and it all happened so fast I didn't have time to think. I've never even thought about doing those kinds of things before today."

Caleb had been willing to listen to the women banter but he was a bit concerned that Holly might regret what they did after Katie joined in. He asked her, "But you did enjoy yourself, right? I mean you don't seem upset that you did those things."

"Oh Yeah, I had a lot of fun, and a lot of orgasms too." She blushed again and said, "I mean, I don't know if I would want to be with a woman alone. But with you there it wasn't really, like, awkward or anything. I guess it helped that you had already stretched me out before Coach joined in. And when Coach came while I was licking her clit... that was like, Wow!"

Katie giggled, "Holly, You don't have to keep calling me coach. After what we did, you might as well call me Katie now. At least when school is out."

They arrived at Katie's beat up four door sedan in the teacher's parking lot as she said to Caleb, "Would you like to drive Master?"

Accepting the keys he said, "You know Katie, you can call me Caleb," he smiled wickedly, "At least when we are not having sex."

As they got in the car and drove away the subject changed to the softball teams upcoming game. Caleb was only partially interested, so he let the women carry the conversation.

"Don't you have anything that isn't black?" Gabriela said from the closet.

"Not really, at least, not anything that still fits." Kathy replied, a little embarrassed.

The four women had met after school and headed over to Kathy's house. Currently they were going through her clothes looking for an outfit appropriate for her date that evening.

Angie held up one of Kathy's bras and said, "Holy crap this thing is freaking huge."

She placed one of the cups over her head, completely engulfing it, and in a slightly muffed voice said, "I'm such a boob."

The other girls laughed. Kathy told Angie, "That one doesn't even fit anymore. The one I have on is a cup size bigger." Kathy smiled, for the first time in years, she didn't feel self-conscious about her freakishly large breasts.

That feeling didn't last as Angie tossed the bra onto Kathy's bed and asked, "Ooo, can we see them? Please, please, please?"

Chris elbowed her in the side and gave her an intimidating glare. Angie rubbed her ribs and said, "What? We're all thinking it. I just said it out loud."

Gabriela came to Angie's defense with, "She has a point."

Turning to Kathy she said, "You don't have to if you don't want to, but we are all curious."

Chris smiled down at Kathy and added, "If it will make you feel better, we will all get topless first."

Kathy stammered, "Um, I guess if you guys will, then I will too."

Angie went first. She quickly pulled her top over her head and popped the clasp on the front of her plunge bra. She shook her titties and said, "Aaahhhh, why does it feel so damn good to take your bra off at the end of the day?"

Kathy noted that while the young Asian was otherwise petite her breasts were larger than she thought. Coupled with her pert butt they gave Angie a nice hourglass figure.

Gabriela was next. She unbuttoned her blouse and started to sway and move seductively as if she were giving a strip tease.

Angie cried out, "OH BABY! Take it off!"

The girls laughed as Gabbie paused in her dance to reach back and unhook her lace demi bra. Dropping it into her hands she flung it and hit Angie in the face. This brought on a new round of laughter.

Kathy examined Gabriela and saw that she had smaller breasts than their Asian friend, though not significantly so. She was a heavier girl, almost pear shaped, thanks in part to her Mexican ancestry.

Now it was Chris's turn. She sat on the bed and undid the catches of her overalls. Letting the bib drop to her waist, she removed her T-shirt. She was wearing a full coverage underwired bra. She reached back to unclasp it then placed her hands over her cups. She squeezed her breasts and pulled the cups forward, releasing them as her bra slid down her arms.

Kathy admired the shape of the muscular woman's breasts. They were much larger than her other friends. Even though they were the size of honeydew melons, they remained quite perky.

Finally it was Kathy's turn. She really didn't want to, but she said she would. She pulled her top over her head and then turned away as she asked, "Um, can I get a little help? I can't reach back there without it hurting my shoulders. My mom or one of my sisters usually get it for me."

Angie was the first to move. As she undid the half dozen hooks she saw a tattoo of a violet on Kathy's shoulder blade. She pushed the strap to the side for a better look and said, "Wow, your skin is sooo soft. How do you get it like this?"

She ran her hands along Kathy's back, tickling her slightly.

"Well, when my boobs began growing super fast, I had to spray mineral oil on my breasts after I showered to keep them moisturized, or the skin would tear. Even though that doesn't happen anymore, I just never stopped doing it. Eventually I just started spraying it all over my body."

She turned and pulled the bra straps from her shoulders. She then lifted each cup one at a time and pulled the band out from under them.

She closed her eyes tightly and let her bra drop away. She knew her breasts were ugly. She saw the huge stretch-marks and disgusting old scars every day. Without the bra's support, the weight of them pulled at her shoulders. Already she could feel the constant pain in her back and shoulders increase. Even though these women were people she called friends, she braced herself for the inevitable insults.

Chris was the first to speak. "Wow. Hearing about the skin tearing is one thing, but seeing the scars is totally another. I had no idea it was this bad, I mean those scars are huge."

Kathy was on the verge of tears. Then Gabriela spoke, "Yeah Kat, it's no wonder you want Caleb to cure you. I was totally jealous of you when we were younger, but if I had known... I mean, I have the smallest breasts here. I always wished the boob fairy visited me a little more. Seeing you like this I realize how good I had it."

Angie was last to speak, and she simply said, "Can I touch them? I mean, that won't hurt you will it?"

Kathy opened her eyes and looked at the women standing around her. She saw no judgement in their eyes, no insults passed their lips, only sympathy. As tears began to stream down her face the three women rushed forward to envelop her in a hug.

Kathy began to chuckle when she realized one of Chris's nipples was poking her in the ear. Her chuckle turned into full blown laughter as she realized there were three sets of breasts pressed into her and hers were bigger than all of them put together.

The hug broke apart and Angie said, "Well now that that's over... Can I touch them?"

Kathy tried to shake her head yes as she laughed some more. The tension and fear of rejection fell away. She knew now that these women were truly her friends.

Angie eagerly moved in and gently put her hands on Kathy's saggy boobs, "Holy crap this is heavy. And you walk around with these things all day? I can barely lift one."

Checking the time Chris spoke up, "Ok Angie, you had your fun. Now we really need to find an outfit for tonight. And we still have to do Kathy's hair and make-up."

Heather slammed her front door and cussed. Luckily her parent wouldn't be home till late that evening or her mother would be upset over Heather's use of foul language.

Heather's day had gone from bad to worse.

In fourth period she discovered the reason she couldn't find Caleb at lunch. Social media was full of pictures of the teachers he'd stretched in the teacher's lounge posing with his magnificent cock. The lounge was the one place she hadn't looked, because the only way in was with a key.

After fourth period, one of the cheerleaders named Wanda shared a rumor that made Heather's blood boil. The Neanderthal Christine had asked Caleb out on a date. Heather had laughed it off at first. Why would the school's new stud want to go out with the muscle bound lummox?

But Wanda insisted it was true. Wanda relayed one more piece of information that Heather needed. Caleb had art class for fifth period and lifetime sports for sixth. Heather now had his entire schedule, and would hurry to catch him after each class if she had too.

When Heather made it to the art classroom after fifth period, she slid to a stop when she spotted them. The Neanderthal was walking right beside him, the two of them talking and looking chummy.

Heather wanted to pull her hair out. If she tried to talk with Caleb while Christine was around, it would certainly go badly. Christine hated Heather, and for good reason. All of Christine's closest friends were members of the Loser Crew, though they called themselves the Denizens of the Pit. Those students were favored targets of cheerleader bullying.

Christine herself was safe from bullying, in large part due to her muscles, and the fighting skills her former marine father had instilled in her. She'd gotten in trouble more than once for fighting, always as payback for bullying of her friends by the cheerleaders, football and basketball players, and other popular students.

Heather followed them, watching and waiting for her chance to corner Caleb. Unfortunately, Christine didn't leave Caleb's side until he peeled off to enter the boy's locker room. Heather had no intention of being caught in there.

Heather cut her last class and hid in one of the girl's bathrooms close by, determined to get to Caleb as soon as school was over. When the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, Heather was just outside the boy's locker room. She watched as the boy's filed out. She saw the Neanderthal emerge from the girl's locker room, meet up with the Titty Monster and the rest of their friends, and leave.

But Caleb never appeared. She waited twenty minutes before searching the empty locker room and then the student parking lot. There was no sign of Caleb and his disease curing cock anywhere.

Heather stepped into her room and cussed again as she stripped out of her school clothes. She was having an outbreak, and her crotch felt like it was on fire.

But she had Caleb's schedule now. She only had to appease Brock one more evening. She would drag Caleb into one of the bathrooms at school tomorrow, and she wasn't letting him leave till his cum was digesting in her belly.

And who knows, Caleb might enjoy the blowjob so much that he asks me to be his girlfriend, forever securing my place as undisputed queen of the school.