An External inquiry

It has become incredibly evident to you that it's very difficult to pry any information from the school itself, as well as anyone who spends time here. After all, staff and students alike are under the influence of a greater power that can not only manipulate minds, but also alter the very fabric of reality itself by somehow going back in time and rewriting existences and implanting false memories. You stood no chance against that sort of power, and neither did anyone else. No matter how much contradiction or hypocrisy you show, people will just shrug their shoulders and move on, because they're incapable of seeing beyond the rules which govern the school. You couldn't exactly blame them either. If it wasn't for an epiphany you made thanks to a very sexy thong, you'd be stuck in the mud with all the rest of them, watching from the sidelines as girls like Katie are used and abused. No, what you needed was information removed from the situation, something that's not directly related to the school. Even if it doesn't tell you anything knew, you can at least learn about the sphere of control this mental influence has on the world at large.

First order of business: calling your older sister Alicia. She was two years older than you, and currently studying business at a local university. The two of you had always been on fairly good terms, as opposed to the sibling rivalries that were commonplace in other households. Tall, beautiful, and source of lust for all your male friends, you had to admit you occasionally had less than wholesome thoughts that could make the Greek pantheon blush. More importantly though...you had to know about that graduation photo. Two years ago, when you were sitting in the audience and applauding her on her success, she was definitely not naked, and you couldn't imagine her doing something like that willingly anyway. So perhaps there's something to be gleaned from her if you were to inquire...

Not wasting another minute, you quickly pop out to the back of the school, where the smokers usually hang out. Fortunately, it was relatively deserted at this time of day, and it seems to one is around to disturb you. The call goes through with no issues, because you know Alicia quite well: she would never schedule classes before lunch.

"So, who'd you kill and where're we burying them," came the joking voice of your sister from the other end of the phone. "Or did you do something even worse than ****?"

"Way worse. I'm doing research instead," was your reply, and you heard a sound of visceral disgust escape Alicia. "Hold on, it's nothing crazy, I just have a few quick questions about the school, for a paper I'm doing in...uh...Social Studies."

"God, I'd rather bury a body instead," Alicia groaned, but she remained on the line. Despite the theatrics, she didn't really mind helping you out.

You take a second to compose the question in your head, trying to make it sound scientific rather than pervy, but there's only so many ways you can inquire about your sister's state of undress, and they all make you sound like a creep.

"So, you know the school policy about female nudity?" You opened with, hoping to prompt her into following up with something useful. "What are your thoughts on it?"

"How could I ever forget," she grumbled in annoyance, clearly not liking the direction this conversation is going. "I swear, I almost got groped everyday walking down the halls thanks to that stupid policy. The only upside was that I got to save money on my wardrobe, since I didn't need that many outfits."

That was quite a surprise to hear. Unlike Katie and the other girls, clearly Alicia saw the policy in a negative light. Obviously she didn't interpret it as a violation of her very basic human dignity, but even hearing her describe it as a mere inconvenience shows that she is allowed to fight back, at least a little. Was it because she graduated two years ago, so whatever mind control effect is wearing off? Or is it because she's on the other side of town, where the influence at the school can't touch her? Further investigation is required.

"So, you see the policy as a bad thing?" You pressed, hoping to hear something of greater substance. "Something that should be changed or repealed?"

"Well...I wouldn't go that far..."Alicia replied hesitantly, deep in thought. "Besides, it's not like the students can change it. Hell, I'm pretty sure even the parents can't change it. Hasn't been like a tradition for centuries? Don't get me wrong, I do hate the policy, but it just doesn't feel right messing with tradition, you know? Besides, we all knew what we were getting into."

"Interesting..." You muse out loud, and it really was interesting. Despite her apparent hatred of the rules, your sister is still against removing it, so clearly she's not entirely free of whatever is controlling the school. To think that it can reach that far was a disturbing prospect. Still, it was valuable information. You finish up the conversation by asking a few more pointless questions about school culture, extracurricular activities, and other banal stuff so that she doesn't suspect the true nature of your questioning. It felt wrong to be so deceptive with your own sister, but who knows, maybe the mastermind can read thoughts. Better safe than sorry.

"Sorry Nate, I've gotta grab lunch then pop over to campus for a lecture. We can discuss this another time," she promises. "I'm heading back on the weekend anyways."

Right on time as well, because the lunch bell has just rung for you as well. Quickly bidding your sister goodbye, you run back into the school, because this is a rare opportunity for you to catch Katie.

*

Katie was not in a good mood, and you couldn't exactly blame her. After all, you were the only reason she was late in the first place. So, what else was there to do except grovel for mercy? Fortunately, after just a few minutes of huffing, she relented, being incapable of holding a grudge very long. After the two of you bought your food from the cafeteria and sitting down in a relatively isolated corner, she sat down with a sigh of relief.

"What a morning," she grumbled, taking a hungry bite out of her sandwich. "So, do I still have cum in my hair? I spent like fifteen minutes in the shower after class trying to get rid of the smell."

Luckily (or not?) for you, no traces remain in her luscious blonde hair, but at the very mention of her punishment, your mind immediately races back to the sight of Katie on her knees, a cock in each hand as they drizzled her with their seed...

"Hello? Earth to Nate?" She asked, waving her hand in front of your face. "Did you hear me?"

"Oh- uh, I did. No, you look clean to me," you reply, a slight blush forming on your face, even as Katie nodded in satisfaction at having passed your examination.

"Well, I guess it was worth the effort then," she replied with a slight smile, and a moment later, you feel a weight in your lap. A quick peek down showed that it was her feet, demanding a massage as penance for your heinous crime ruining her perfect attendance (because that's the part that annoyed her, not the handjobs).

"Sorry babe," you reply sheepishly, going to work on your task, working out the kinks in her tendons as she sighed softly in pleasure. "Won't happen again, scouts honor." You meant it too. Fixing this fucked up school wasn't worth damaging your relationship with your girlfriend. If you had to pick between a normal world and no Katie compared to a crazy world and Katie at your side, you'd pick the latter any day.

"Listen, I'm not actually that mad- well, maybe a little mad," she admitted truthfully, but those blue eyes of hers contained no real anger. "But more importantly, I'm worried. You've been acting strange for a few days now, asking about common sense stuff and arriving so much later than you do normally. Is everything alright?"

"Uh, just stress I guess, from classes and stuff," you lie, though not very convincingly. While you were far from valedictorian quality like Katie, you weren't bottom of the class either. With her guidance, you're never in any real danger of failing any class, so the excuse comes off as hollow. However, you're spared from further interrogation when your party of two is interrupted by a third.

"Hey guys! Almost didn't see you two, tucked in the corner back here," said Lyle, a friend of both you and your girlfriend's. Lyle was, in all senses of the word, a true nerd. Chubby with ill-fitting glasses, dressed in baggy sweatpants and nerdy t-shirts, it was little wonder that he couldn't really make other friends. Still, he wasn't a bad guy, and the fact that he carried you in a two-man final project earned him a good spot in your graces. Katie, of course, wasn't one to judge based on appearances, and she liked the fact that he hung out with her for more than just sex. Guys like that were rare here.

"What's up dude," you greet as he slides over to the opposite side of the table as you, plopping his mass right beside Katie, who doesn't seem to mind the way his elbow pushes against her breasts.

"Not too bad, just picked up a few new games from the Steam sale," he bragged, but that wasn't quite the conversation you wanted to have right now. After just pissing Katie off, the last thing you wanted was for her to be stuck listening to crap she didn't care about.

"How'd it go with Stephanie? You ask how out yet?" You ask, hoping to divert the train of the thought. It worked, sort of, as Lyle heaved a sigh and planted his hand in his head, showing exactly how it went. Katie gave him a sympathetic pat on the back as he shook his head.

"Well, at least she had the decency to let me down easy," he replied once he lifted his head back up. Honestly, you weren't exactly shocked by this. Stephanie was a friend of Katie's, a member of the cheer team, and you were pretty sure she was fucking Jason on the side. Lyle stood no chance.

"Sometimes, I'm so jealous of you and Katie," he said with a self-deprecating laugh, before doing something so out of character you nearly **** on your water. He casually reached out and groped Katie's tits, lifting them with his hand and squeezing her nipples, all the while she's giggling and pushing him, but not actually trying to resist. "I mean seriously, you get to fondle these whenever you want, feel her suck your dick, and even have sex with her! While I'm out here living the forever alone life..."

"Aww, I'm sure you'll find someone. If not now, then definitely in university," Katie replied, patting his arm gently. The same arm that's still clutching at her breasts. Was that not against the rules? Or perhaps touch was only forbidden if no consent was provided? God, there was too much to think about. And you keep getting distracted by the way Lyle's fingers keep teasing Katie's nipples. Soon, the pink buds were standing at attention, and you could see that Katie's face was a bit flushed.

"Being around you has fucked up my standards," Lyle complained to Katie, his hands now resting on her thighs after he was done with his "joke". "I keep on comparing everyone with you, and they keep failing. It's a damn good thing my bro Nate snatched you up, because I couldn't bare to see you with any of those cocky jocks."

Well, that was a vote of confidence. Perhaps you'd appreciate it more if he didn't look like he was trying to finger her as he said it. Still, that looked like the limit for Katie, who gently but silently rebuked his advance, moving his hand back. To his credit, Lyle immediately backed up, making no attempt to bypass her boundaries.

"I'm happy too. I can't imagine there being anyone else taking his spot," she said warmly as she made eye contact with you, and suddenly, you felt your worries melt away as she leaned in and gave you a kiss on your lips. "But you better watch out buster! If you ruin my straight A's, I'm gonna be tossing you in a volcano."

Soon, lunch period ended and the three of you go your separate ways. You won't be seeing Katie again until the school day ends, and this time, you actually have to go to class. Your afternoon classes are a lot less skippable, and Katie will no doubt be questioning you if you come to her begging for homework help. Still... a question pops into your head. Katie walks home everyday because of how close she lives...but does she do so naked????

*

(As always, comments and suggestions are welcomed. Also, one of these days, I'm gonna go and update all the names of the protagonist to make it a variable. But not today, because I'm lazy.)