Changes in Weather

Over the past hour, the winter storm outside had intensified into a full blown blizzard for all intents and purposes. The result of this means that anyone who wasnt already in the Donovan household couldnt enter. This applied to Mark's father Frank, who was at the pilice station woeking an extra shift, and Mark's younger sister Regina, who was at her freinds house.

This also ment that anyone inside the house was stuck there until the storm passed, which was Mark, his older sister Ashley and her boyfriend Nick, his mother, and his best freind Katie Lawrence. This also applied to Phoebe Page, Gabriella Borbon, and Dawn Chavez as well, but since they were permanently frozen in time, they already had no say in the mater.

The three frozen teens in question were curently dressed in only their bra's and panties, having been slowly undressed by Mark and Katie after they got back from their "trip." They were currently with Mark and Katie in the former's bedroom, Ashley and Nick having claimed domain over the living room. His mom was a bit of a workaholic, and was busy trying to get as much done as she could in case the power went out.

Katie sat on the edge of Mark's bed, her legs tucked under her, with Dawn sitting on her lap, dressed in only a black bra and panty set. Just this morning, Katie would never have guessed she would be at Mark's with a frozen woman sitting on her lap. For her part, it looked like Dawn never thought this either, not that she had any thoughts anymore.

Mark was at his desk, Phoebe Page who sat in his lap. If Katie was being honest, without her glassess or clothes, Phoebe looked hot, even when frozen. The blonde was dressed in a yellow bra and breif set, though this did little to hide her camel toe. Make was currently having a one sided make-out session with her.

The last girl of the frozen trio, Gabriella Borbón stood off to the side near Mark's closet. Like her freinds, Gabriella stood dressed in only her underwear, but unlike her freinds, the hispanic girl only wore a bra and no panties or breifs, and was completly comando down below. Katie remembered the look on Mark's face as they peeled Gabriella jeans off, and Mark immediately saw her pussy. He sheepishly then admited Gabriella’s was the first clitoris he had actually seen in person.

Katie was a little disappointed in this fact, but she was oddly enoutgh somewhat grateful. That was because it finally made something inside her click. Well that and all the events of the day she suposed. She realized, she loved Mark. She had actually fallen in love with her best friend, she couldnt believe it.

Yet when she looked at him, her heart fluttered. She wanted to look at him all the time, and felt hot inside. They were already similar personality wise, laughed at the same jokes, enjoyed the same movies, and even had similar grades. She recently often found herself getting lost in Mark's eyes, wanting to look at them constantly. Oh how handsome they were...

"Katie," she heard a voice distantly say.

"Hey, Katie," Mark said, having grabbed Phoebe’s arm and trying to wave it to get Katie's attention. "You okay?" The frozen blonde looked ridiculous as Mark waved her arm all silly.

Katie didn’t respond right away, with her blinking several times to get out of her stupor. After a long pause, she finally turned to him, her lips parting as if she were about to speak but wasn’t sure how to begin.

"Mark. I... I think need to tell you something," Katie said, her voice a little unsteady. "Something I should’ve told you a long time ago."

Mark raised an eyebrow, looking away from his Phoebe doll, and looking fully toward her. "What’s up?"

Katie took a deep breath, her heart pounding as she looked him in the eyes. She had never been this open with him before, but something about the secrecy of the moment—the isolation, the storm outside, and the strange bond they shared over what they'd done—made her feel like it was now or never.

"I like you, Mark," Katie confessed, her cheeks flushing a deep red. "I’ve liked you for a while now. Not just as a friend, but... more than that."

Mark blinked, taken aback by her words. "You... you like me?" Mark repeated, his voice barely a whisper. He felt a warmth spread through him that was entirely new, and his pulse quickened. “I uh… I thought you said you were a lesbian.”

“Well bi. Hence why Dawn is still sitting in my lap. I’ve dated boys before. And girls. It’s just, after what you can do… that you were willing to share this with me… that’s when I fully realized.”

Mark gently placed Phoebe on the floor and stepped closer to Katie, his gaze softening. "Katie," he said quietly, kneeling down in front of her. "I don’t know what’s going on right now, but I—" He stopped himself, the words caught in his throat. The tension between them was palpable, the air charged with something more than just shared secrecy.

Katie reached out, touching his arm, her fingers brushing against his skin. "I just wanted you to know, Mark. I don’t expect anything. I just… I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore."

For a moment, neither of them spoke, the quiet room filled only with the sound of their breathing and the distant, muffled voices from downstairs. Then, Mark finally spoke, his voice low and sincere.

"I’m glad you told me," he said. "I’ve been thinking about this too, more than you know. And I think... I think I feel the same way."

Katie's heart skipped a beat as she looked into his eyes. The intensity of the moment was undeniable, and before either of them could say anything more, Mark closed the distance between them. He cupped her face gently with his hand, his thumb brushing against her cheek, and without another word, he leaned in, pressing his lips softly against hers.

Katie’s breath caught, her heart racing as the kiss deepened. The world outside felt miles away, the Blizzard outside, the frozen girls inside, everything else faded into the background. All that mattered was the connection between them—real, undeniable, and charged with emotion. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, as if her body knew exactly what she had wanted all along.

For her part, Dawn fell to the floor with a slight thud, though she didn’t seem to mind. Besides, she wasn’t injured or damaged, she couldn’t be. For all intents and purposes, she looked like a discard doll, which she of course now was.

Katie wasn’t sure when, but soon both she and Mark found themselves in just their underwear, much like the other girls in the room. Soon, this was gone as well, and Mark was on top of her on his bed. Both of them were breathing heavily, their faces flushed. Katie smiled softly, her hand still resting against Mark’s back.

"I’ve wanted to do this for so long," she whispered, her voice shaky but full of warmth.

Mark grinned, his thumb brushing her lower lip. "I think I’ve wanted it too," he admitted, his voice low. Katie spread her legs as Mark lowered himself toward her snatch., even if he didn’t quite know what he was doing.