45: A Chance for Change - I

Mark stepped hesitantly towards the Walker family mansion, only to stop in front of the door, his mind still unable to process the last few hours.

With a gentle touch, Agatha draped her arm over his shoulder, providing a sense of comfort and support. “We’re home, sweetheart,” she said softly, caressing Mia's shoulder. “You’ve done so well. I’m so proud of you.”

Mark looked up at his mother, feeling the warmth of her touch and the sincerity in her voice.

He swallowed hard, contemplating how he could reverse everything without jeopardizing everything. He slowly nodded his head unable to speak with the bandage on.

The head maid, Eliza, stood opening the door and welcoming them. As Agatha had already informed her, she was not so surprised seeing the young miss enter the house with bandages. “Welcome home, Miss Mia,” she said softly, smiling.

Just as Eliza was about to speak, Sarah emerged from behind her, pausing to take in Mark’s appearance. “... Hey! Oh my god, What happened?”

Mark flicked her a finger, ignoring her and continued walking towards his room.

“Mia is just a little tired,” Agatha said, noticing the disappointment on Sarah's face. After exchanging pleasantries and explaining his recent surgery, Agatha suggested, “Why don’t you have a sleepover with Mia tonight? Even if she won’t say it, I’m sure she would appreciate the company.”

With her permission, Sarah slowly walked into Mark's room.

As she walked in, she couldn't shake the thought of her recent conversation with Evan. It was shocking to learn that she had merely been a pawn in his **** against Mark. However, what frustrated her the most was how Evan blatantly denied her feelings for Mia.

"A perverted sense of Stockholm syndrome..." Sarah sighed, repeating what Evan called it.

Even she felt confused as to why her heart ached when she was away from Mia. All she wanted earlier was to get **** on Mark but now...

Standing near the door, she watched quietly as the former bully got out of the bath with only a towel folded across his breasts, worn just like how she taught him.

Mark was rash, egotistical, dangerous, condescending, and plain cruel but Mia? Knowing Mark, she was aware that she shouldn't let her guard down but... people change, don't they?

'I wonder if he has realised how much he has changed besides just his appearance. But what if he goes back to being a bully again later...'

As Sarah continued to stare, Mark walked towards her, bobbing his head sharply, his eyes narrowing on her as if asking, "What are you doing here?"

Sarah couldn't help but burst out laughing seeing the adorable girl trying to look tough.

Just as he was about to turn around, Sarah grabbed him and pulled him closer. Their eyes met for a brief moment before she leaned in and pressed her lips against his, catching him completely off guard.

The kiss was soft yet electrifying, sending a jolt of warmth through him. When she pulled away, her eyes sparkled with vulnerability and determination. “I used to hate you so much..,” she confessed, her voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions swirling.

"Whenever I saw you in school with your shitty friends, I wished you would just disappear...But now, you've changed so much..."

Mark scoffed, unable to speak, his thoughts echoing, 'You **** me to...'

Reading his expression, Sarah continued, "You might've not realised it yourself, but I know deep down you like it as well... Back in school, whenever I saw you smiling or laughing with your shitty friends, you always had a serious look on your face, as if it was the only way you can live. But now, even a single text in the girls's chat is enough to put a smile on that face. You've become one of the most model students in class. Our professor likes you. Our classmates adore you. And I...

When I see all these new sides of you, I can't help but..."

Sarah leaned in, kissing him hard, forcing Mark to steadily take a step back. His towel, loose, fell on the floor. Sarah continued to kiss passionately, pouring her pent-up longing. Her hands slowly slid down to his butt and grabbed it tightly.

Seeing the still **** expression on Mia's face, a thread of saliva now only holding them both, Sarah pushed Mia gently onto the bed.

As Mark lay on the bed under the soft night light, his breasts heaving with ragged breaths, Sarah's eyes flicked down to his chest, where a series of hickies dotted his skin, stark and unmistakable. "Even your naughty side...," she said, half teasing, half serious. "This looks fresh. Did you meet with Luke again?"

Mark's expression gave him away once again. She quickly deduced seeing his eyes shift side to side. "I see you've already met someone else to fuck," her voice turning sharper.

Sarah slowly reached her hand down his crotch. Feeling the familiar soft dick in her palm, she slowly traced his dick between her thumb and index finger before pinching it and pulling it by the foreskin.

"I should've known... Well, good thing I bought that for you." Sarah said, flicking away his small dick.

Getting up, she walked to her bag before taking out something.

Just as his eyes adjusted to see what was in her hand, Mark turned around, trying to flee to the other side of the room.

"Getting yourself ready, huh?" Sarah joked, seeing Mark's bubble butt wiggle away in the bed.

Even before he got to the other end of the bed, Sarah had already inserted the large penis-shaped dildo into his ass.

Pressing the button on the end, the dildo came to life, vibrating hard in his ass.

As Mark tried to hide his face under the covers, Sarah turned him around, pulling him towards her. "Do you like it?" Sarah asked, already knowing the answer.

With his eyes half-rolled back and tongue sticking out between his red cheeks, Mark tried to deny it, shaking his head roughly.

"Oh, you must love it then?" Sarah said, setting the dildo to the maximum setting.

As Mark continued to cum, Sarah gently caressed his hair before kissing him, leaving even more hickies across his neck and chest.

With her territory now marked freshly, Sarah took the dildo out. "By the way, where's your plug?" Sarah asked as Mark continued to pant for breath.

Seeing Mark not answering, Sarah turned the dildo on again, catching his attention.

"Will you wear it from now on?"

Just as he was about to shake his head no in defiance, his eyes caught sight of the large dildo vibrating in her hand.

Mark shyly nodded his head.

"Good girl."

*Urghh* Mark grumbled inaudibly.

Bringing Mia towards her to cuddle, she gently ran her fingers through his hair, "Mia, I really mean what I said earlier. You don't have to live like that anymore. But if one day you want to go back to being Mark, I won't stop you. Well, as long as you don't hurt anyone. But if you want to continue as Mia, I'll be there for you. Always. As a friend and also something more... You don't have to tell me your answer now. You can take your time."

The next day.

Sarah woke up feeling refreshed, having finally enjoyed a good night's sleep for the first time in a while. As she stretched her arms and turned to her side, she noticed that Mia was missing.

“Where did she go…?”

She took her phone out and opened the anal plug app by reflex.

*PLUG STATUS: ON*
*VIBRATION LEVEL: O*

*!!!!!*

Just as she was about to get up, Mark entered the room wearing his pink maid uniform. “Sarah… breakfast is ready…” he said blushing, his eyes darting around before locking into her. "I am...wearing...it..."

"Anyway, eat fast and leave!" He shut the door behind him and left.

*BA-DUM BA-DUM* "Am I still sleeping? How is she so cute?" Sarah pinched her cheek.