Jenny Park, Two Lives Lived

To say Jenny is incensed when you break out in a surprised giggle is an understatement. "Fucking seriously, Ash?!"

You try your best to stifle yourself, biting a lip as you hold up your hands in a disarming gesture. "I know, I know; I'm sorry! It's just, I was so worried about your message, so when I walk in and the first thing out of your mouth is..."

Jenny huffs as you **** on another poorly held-back giggle, your friend throwing herself onto her bed in such a fit of pique that her large breasts very nearly wobble out of her oversized tee. "That I'm a fucking virgin! It's not funny, Ash!"

"You're right, you're right; it's not. It's really not! It's so not a big deal that I just..." Huh. Now that the shock of having your expectations so handily upended has started to pass, something about this seems off. "Actually, I'd sort of thought you weren't a virgin? I mean again it's honestly not a big deal either way, but--"

She groans in **** annoyance. "I'm not a virgin, though!"

Okay, this is getting a bit muddled. "I...okay? Well it's totally your choice either way, and I absolutely support--"

The pillow Jenny chucks at you cuts off that thought, your friend hissing at you in frustration. "Will you stop being so fucking supportive for one second and listen to me?! It's not whether being a virgin is good or bad, it's that I wasn't a virgin a month ago, and now suddenly I'm finding out I am one again!"

Jenny stares at your blank, blinking face as you try your hardest to parse that one out. She wasn't, but then she...Oh! Oh shit! Your eyes flare in realization. "Wait...you mean because we--?"

The girl sits up at that, relieved at you apparently getting it but still all-but-frenzied. "Because we literally changed my whole fucking past? Yes, Ash!"

"Well wait, how do you even know?"

Jenny sighs as you sink down onto the bed, your friend shifting up to sit next to you. "Okay, so there I was in Quinn Foley's car, right? And the night went fine. Dinner was fine, the movie was whatever. Quinn's nice, right? It wasn't a bad date, but it wasn't really enough to make me excited for a second date. But I'm just so pent up that...I don't know. The options were all still on the table. I was definitely considering making a move."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Jesus Ash, will you cut the sex positivity for a second so I can finish?!"

"Whoops."

You zip your lip, and she nods with another sigh. "So he's driving me back home, and I'm still fifty-fifty on if anything is going to happen. But then I have this random thought,"--She holds one hand up, miming a mouth and raising her voice to a cartoonish pitch--"'How weird if my first time was in Quinn Foley's car!' I was so dazed by that that next thing I knew I was standing in front of my house watching him drive away.

Hm. You carefully parse through that she she throws herself back with another annoyed huff. "Well, I mean, that doesn't really prove anything does it?"

She 'tsk's, reaching out to poke you in the ribs. "Obviously I looked into it more. I'm sure told you about it when I had my first time, right?"

"Oh, er, yes? I definitely remember talking about it. It was, like...summer before sophomore year?"

Jenny nods. "Yeah, Sophie von Groff's cousin visiting from out of town. Fuck that guy was cute. Though I guess I didn't get to find that out now! I went back and checked, and apparently I was at a family reunion that whole month. I definitely never went to one of those before we milked everything up. Speaking of which--"

She pulls out her phone and opens to her Contacts, turning it around so you can see. The first entry is 'Aaron', and then the rest of the screen is filled with a list of Aunts. Wow, it looks like your toying with the fabric of reality made a few more than just six people. "Woof. Do I even want to see 'C' for 'Cousins'?"

"No. No, you do not."

Jesus, you probably need to look into this at some point. Otherwise, within a couple of generations, everyone on the goddamn planet is going to be directly related to the Parks. "I'm guessing it wasn't just your first time that was changed?"

Jenny shakes her head. "Nope. Remember that senior I dated last year?"

"Mark Silvers? That guy fucking sucked."

"Well we both know that now. But apparently this New Me found that out a lot sooner, because I've got a bunch of old messages from him calling me a bitch for not putting out. I've got more than enough data at this point to call it official: We magicked me fucking chaste."

You watch Jenny push herself back upright, trying to decide the right thing to say. You're pretty sure there's no Blue Mountain eCard for mystically re-growing someone's hymen. "Well, putting aside how weird all of this must be...are you okay with it? Being a virgin again, I mean?"

She sighs again, pressing against your side as you put an arm around her shoulder. "I don't know. I guess? I didn't think I cared about this stuff, like, at all. Society makes this big dumb thing about girls being virgins, and it's medieval and gross and unfair. I was proud that I didn't buy into any of that bullshit! But now, I...I don't know. It was obviously important to the New Me, and she grew up with a family that loved her." Jenny sinks a little deeper into you. "I feel like we made this better version of me, and she was flying the plane, but now she's passed out and I'm in the cockpit and I'm definitely going to crash the fucking thing."

"First off, Cockpit. Very on-theme." Jenny giggles in spite of herself, and you continue on. "Second, I knew you in both versions, and I can say conclusively that you're the same girl who was my best friend then and is my best friend now. I like you so much, and it's because you are fucking awesome. If there is anyone in the world I trust to make the right choices, be they pussy-based or otherwise, it's you. Okay?"

Your friend nods, sniffling a little as she shifts to rest her head against your shoulder. "Thanks Ash. God, I'm so glad I can talk to you about this reality change stuff. If all this had happened to me, and there was no one I could talk to about it? I'd go fucking insane, you know?"

"Um, yeah."

"You'll sleep over, right?" A thought strikes Jenny, a bit of a teasing smirk coming to her lips. "If Isabelle doesn't mind me stealing you away for the night, that is." The girl stiffens at that, eyes going wide as she bolts upright. "Oh my god. Isabelle lost her virginity before me. My weird friend from Girl Scouts lost her virginity before me."

"That's my bad. That one's on me."

Jenny whirls on you desperately. "You can't tell her, Ash, fucking for real."

You give your friend a consoling smile. "Sorry Jenny, but this is the reality she's always been in. She definitely already knows."

She throws herself back on the bed with the loudest huff yet at that. Look, you're all for comforting a troubled friend? But if she wants you to feel bad about rocking Isabelle's world, then tough break sister. That ship has very much sailed.

It's well past midnight when Jenny drifts off to sleep and you're finally able to slip out of her room, wandering through the silent Park household to ruminate a little. Jenny has no idea how many times in the aftermath of your victory over the Mysterious Voice you tried to raise this exact issue with her, because it is magically impossible for her to know. No matter how you tried, the magic that changed you from a boy she barely knew into both a girl and her life-long best friend simply won't allow her to consider the possibility that you were ever anything other than who you are right now. You feel guilty, and you're also mad at yourself for feeling guilty. You are her best friend, aren't you? Your new/old history together feels as real to you as it would to anyone else, because it is real. If you weren't someone she wanted for a best friend after being adopted into this life, you're absolutely confident that Jenny Park wouldn't feel conflicted about kicking you to the curb.

Still. You can't help being a little conflicted. You slip outside, deciding that the best way to clear your head will be to go sit out by the Park's pool and stargaze for a while. Ponder the cosmos and shit. Such is your contemplative state that you miss the sounds of splashing water and coital bliss until it's almost too late. At the last moment a particularly warbling groan snaps you out of your funk and you dip behind a pool chair, just barely avoiding being caught by Mr and Mrs Park as they enjoy a late night fuck in their pool.

It's clear why they've opted to bring their lovemaking out here rather than leaving it in the bedroom: Jenny's mom is absolutely fit to burst. This has got to be a lot easier for both of them supported by the water than it would be on a bed. The swell of her vast pregnant belly crests out of the water as she writhes in her husbands lap, the man's powerful arms keeping her supported as she bucks against his virile cock. It's crazy to think that the ocean of milk swelling her enormous, heavy breasts is intended for a single child, the vast motherly udders beading cream and sending water splashing everywhere as they wobble about. He leans back against the side of the pool so she can crane her neck down to pepper him with kisses, the two of them giggling and gasping like a pair of teenage lovers rather than middle-aged parents of seven.

Suddenly it dawns on you: maybe this is why Jenny is still a virgin. New Her grew up with parents who are completely and utterly in love, and maybe she's holding out for the same thing. Whether or not Jenny will want to keep to that choice is up to her, but honestly? It might not be a bad thing. You've certainly never seen a couple as devoted as Mr and Mrs Park. And judging by the way your hand has slipped its way into your pants, you haven't seen that many couples as goddamn hot as Mr and Mrs Park, either.

Look, you aren't going to hide behind a chair and finger yourself while you peep on your best friend's parents doing it. That would be crass. You're going to sneak back inside and desperately finger yourself in the bathroom, like a classy lady. If you need any more proof that you're worthy of your magically-granted station as Jenny's best friend, then look no further. That is some serious best-friend-level loyalty.