Of Course She's Naked

You were out of your seat the moment the bell rang, and you were out of the classroom before anyone else. It was somewhat disturbing how quickly you had gotten used to all of this madness, and even as your elbows and hands brushed against the tits and asses of various girls on your way to the exit, you only had one thing on your mind: your girlfriend.

Waiting at the entrance, you peer around restlessly, but soon you catch sight of Katie, walking side by side with a friend who looks equally stunning. Fortunately, it seems she hasnt suffered anymore awkward mishaps in the later half of class, and she beams you a smile when she sees you, having mostly forgiven you for your transgressions this morning. She was never one to hold grudges, after all.

"See you later Sam!" She waves to her friend before turning to you and taking your hand. Her slender fingers intertwine with your own as she continues walking right out of the school, feeling not an ounce of shame or embarrassment at her state of undress. You follow beside her, keeping a neutral expression despite the circumstances as you make idle talk about the school. In truth, you were only half paying attention, because you were trying to observe her every reaction, hoping to glean a clue as to the effects of this odd phenomenon.

So far, you've learned that it can rewrite history, implant false memories, affect students who've already graduated, though the effects seem to be weakened in cases like your sister, who can actually speak ill of the rules.

Your thoughts are rudely interrupted by a few older, college aged guys whk whistle appreciatively at Katie's body, and she just rolls her eyes in response. Interestingly, she actually uses one arm to cover her chest and another to block off view of her pussy, which is the first time you've seen her actually hiding her body.

"Horn dogs," she mutters as the guys laugh and check out her butt before disappearing off into the distance. "Sorry Nate, it just feels a bit weird when it's guys not from our school."

"No no," you quickly reply. "Do whatever makes you comfortable sweetie. I'm sure it can get tiring getting ogled all day. Maybe you can wear a jacket on your way to and from school?"

"Against the rules," your girlfriend answers with an annoyed tone. More and more, you can see that she's showing her discontent, confirming your theory that the power weakens away from campus. That was good, at least she can live normally on the weekends and after school. "Ah, home sweet home."

You've arrived before you even knew it, and now you're standing in front of Katie's large house. An expensive sports car is parked out front, and you recall that her mother had remarried after her father left the picture. Apparently, her step dad was some big shot executive.

"You can come in if you want," Katie offers as she steps inside the luxurious house, kicking off her shoes, which were her only pieces of clothing. "I just have to help out around the house for a second then we can go over today's homework."

"Katie? Is that you?" You hear a man call out, and Katie responds affirmatively. That must be her step dad, you realize. You haven't seen much of him, so perhaps this is a good chance to get to know him. With a nod, you kick off your shoes and follow her into the house. Katie's always been modest, not trying to show off the wealth her family has access to, so you don't come here very often. But when you do, it's stepping into another world.

Crystaline chandeliers, Renaissance age paintings, and furniture that probably costs more than your entire house. Your girlfriend sweeps past them, her hair sway gently without a care, but you had to be a bit more careful. If you damaged something, you'd probably be an indentured **** for the rest of your life paying off that debt.

"There's my girl! And she's brought a boy!" Her step dad yells boisterously. Even when dressed casually, the man was an imposing sight. One would think a CEO wouldn't be hitting the gym as frequently as he does, but apparently his motto was "healthy body, healthy mind". Clearly, it works, because her step dad was peak masculinity, bundled in a charismatic package with his winning smile. "Why don't you get us some drinks dear, I need to properly introduce myself."

"Can't I get dressed first?" Katie asks with an exasperated sigh, her hands on her hips, bearing it all. In response, her step dad reaches to the side, giving her ass a light pinch, causing her to yelp in surprise.

"Nonsense! You look perfect as is, don't you think, Nate? Your name _is _Nate, right? Be embarrassing if I got that wrong! Anyways, I'm Michael, but you can just call me Mike, seeing as we're gonna be family soon enough," the man says with another laugh. He gestures to the couch opposite to him, and you don't have a choice except to sit.

What on earth was this weird family dynamic? Was this the influence of the school too? You needed to dig deeper, and that meant asking some questions.

"Thanks for having me, Mike," you reply respectfully. Katie returns with two drinks: a beer for her step dad and a soda for you. Before she could scamper to her room though, Mike was grabbing her arm and playfully pushing her into his lap, all the while smiling at you.

"No problem boy! Clearly Katie likes you, and she's got a good eye, so I'm not worried," he says, his hands rubbing her belly as she squirms meekly.

"It's good to see you two so... uh... close," you manage to squeeze out, hardly able to tear your eyes away from the scene. "Especially considering the circumstances..."

"Oh it wasn't always like this," Mike says with a laugh, and even Katie nods. "She used to hate my guts! The first year of being married to her mom was pretty painful, but ever since her senior year, everything changed, isn't that right dear?"

"Well, dealing with the school rules sort of changed my outlook," Katie replies with a shrug. "I used to resent him for his perverted mishaps, like walking in on me taking a shower or flipping my skirt, but nowadays I don't really care about that stuff anymore."

"Yep, she even helps me with some of my business when I ask," Mike brags, giving her left nipple a tweak, causing her to bite her lip to hold a moan back. "She's a natural."

"Alright, enough of these stories! We need to study," your girlfriend grumbles. Finally, Katie manages to wiggle her way out of his grasp, and she takes your hand, pulling you to her room. "Don't bother us until we're done!"

Finally, you two were given some peace and quiet, though you can't help but notice Katie's flushed cheeks and panting breaths.

"Sorry, I think he got a bit carried away there," she says after a slight pause. "Anyways, I'm gonna get dressed... unless...?"

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364 days since my last update here. Kept you all waiting, huh? Merry Christmas everyone.