Kyle visits Cindy after work, and makes another 'fix'

The rest of Kyle’s day at work passed in a blurry haze, he barely managed to focus on anything crossing his desk as distracted as he was at seeing Caroline like that. He’d never anticipated how far reaching his ‘fix’ would be, or how dramatically his little adjustment had changed her. Had Caroline always been a ‘dairy girl’ (or a ‘milker’ a derogatory name Cheryl and Samantha called them) before Bianca’s change? Kyle had to tell himself she must’ve been, his mind simply wouldn’t process the idea that he might be responsible for doing that to her somehow. So the fact that this must be the ‘real’ Caroline only aroused him even more…

When 5 o’clock rolled around Kyle was out the door before anyone could interrupt or stop him; his only want was to get to the grocery store and to see Cindy again…

Rounding the street corner that the grocery store was on, Kyle passed by a police stop. A gorgeous girl, in her 30s Kyle reasoned from her hair colour, had been pulled over and Kyle overheard her sheepish excuses for masturbating while driving while the male cop wrote her a ticket.

“Ma’am, the law is clear; pull over to finger yourself and then continue with your journey. Female masturbation either alone or mutual is more dangerous than texting or smoking while driving, you’re lucky you didn’t hit anyone”

Kyle rolled his eyes as he passed by, it seemed no matter how much they’d changed the world, some things were definitely still the same; irresponsible female drivers masturbating at the wheel was still the familiar nuisance to everyday life that it’d always been.

Kyle remember growing up, seeing the road safety commercials with ‘Dainty’; a cartoon woman’s hand that would sneak into girls pants and finger them, making them crash. He couldn’t help but feel some scorn for the woman that’d been stopped, she should know better.

He headed across the parking lot and inside, surveying every inch of the store for a sign of Cindy. He eventually found her down one of the aisles, stacking a shelf with boxes of cereal. The second he saw her Kyle smiled, he could immediately tell she hadn’t had sex for about 2 and a half days, meaning his cumming in her mouth on Saturday was the last pleasure she’d had and his name was still on her ass, hidden by only the tight material of her uniform’s pants.

She spotted him almost the same time he did her; her eyes lighting up with a playful wink before she looked around to make sure no one else was watching them. Cindy put the last box in place and scurried over to him with a smile, “Hey”

“Hey yourself” Kyle purred, just the sight of the girl was getting him hard. Her eyes fluttered to the floor and then shot back up to gaze at him adoringly.

“I wondered when I’d see you again!” Cindy said with a giggle, glancing over Kyle’s shoulder to make sure none of her supervisors were around to catch her slacking off.

“How about you do more than see me…” Kyle said, nodding his head to a side door.

Cindy followed his eyes and blushed, “I can’t… my shift doesn’t end for another half an hour…” she said before she started absentmindedly rubbing her nipples through her top.

“I can hang around that long…” he offered, “I really want to fuck you”

Cindy moaned and nodded, “Ok… just… mmm, ok, I’ll meet you out back in 30 minutes?”

“It’s a date”

Cindy jumped when she saw another customer walk passed the end of the aisle and then relaxed, her fingers returning to her nipples and giving them a playful squeeze before she gave Kyle a quick kiss. He grinned as he tasted her fruit, running his tongue over his lips to enjoy the lingering taste of apple she’d left on him. As she returned to her shelf stacking, Kyle watched her for a moment and then headed outside to wait for her.

Kyle was practically shaking with primal need from his arousal when he heard the door swing open and he caught sight of Cindy rushing out of the store towards him. Her hair looked shaken, as though she’d been perhaps secretly warming herself up for him and was in the mist of pure arousal herself.

The pair didn’t speak before they embraced, the girl practically pouncing on him and Kyle’s tongue ran around her mouth hungrily enjoying her taste. They fell back into a patch of grass and Kyle made short work of Cindy’s uniform, pulling her top up around her shoulders and her pants down to her knees, revealing her pert lithe body to him.

“Fuck you’re gorgeous…” Kyle panted as Cindy squealed happily, rolling onto her front and then onto her hands and knees, lifting her ass and dripping pink pussy up to him invitingly. Her body trembling in heated need, Kyle’s name scrawled in beautiful cursive across her right ass cheek.

“Please… fuck me…” she begged, her eyes wide in pleading as she looked over her shoulder at him.

He wasted no time pulling out his own dick and thrusting into the girl, her eyes closing as her mouth hung open in bliss, face contorting in sexual heat as the pair fucked with animalistic passion. Cindy’s pussy was even more incredible to Kyle than her mouth and he growled as he lent into her and kissed the back of her neck, his hands sliding under her body and playing with her tits. He almost jumped when Cindy suddenly moved in his arms, her breasts squirting a stream of milk into the grass beneath them.

“ooh goddd!” she cried out, stifling her own moans as Kyle fucked and milked her simultaneously. He could feel her pussy contracting in pleasure with every pinch of his fingers to her nipples and Kyle quickly lost control himself.

“Oh fuck… Cindy… oh fuck… can I cum in you?” he panted desperately. The girl squealed and shook her head, though her thrusting hips never slowed. “on me… p-please…” she moaned as Kyle pulled out and immediately started spraying his load of thick ropey cum all over the girls naked back.

The second the cum hit her Cindy’s own cum-gasm struck and she collapsed, no longer able to support her trembling body from the pleasure her arms and knees gave way and she lay shaking and moaning on the grass, her fingers clutching at her own tits.

When they were both done, Kyle knelt down next to her, just watching her quivering in bliss as she mewled and panted in pleasure. It made his dick twitch and throb to see.

Cindy slowly rose up until she was sitting next to him, licking scoopfuls of his papaya flavoured cum from her back with her fingers, “That was amazing… I hope nobody heard us…” she giggled, “It would be hot to be able to be loud though right?”

Kyle gave her a distracted look, he was too busy staring at her fantastic tits as they rose and fell on her chest with her breathing, “mmm?”

“Just… I can be as loud as I want when I’m fingering myself out here, or when Ali or Tara is eating my fruit, but when a guy gets involved we have to be all sneaky…”

Kyle sat upright suddenly and stared at her, “Say that again…” he blinked, the cogs in his mind jarringly starting to turn with another thought.

“Uh, what? That I think its weird guys don’t masturbate when they feel like it?” Cindy said, looking up at him with a confused expression, her lips pouting slightly, “Or that I can get one of my girlfriends to taste my fruit wherever, but if I want you to do it…” Cindy blushed pausing for a moment to say, “and I really want you to do it… but if I want that then we have to come back here… I just think society can be funny someti-mmph!”

Kyle interrupted her mid-sentence by kissing her suddenly and passionately with a beaming smile, Cindy squealed but closed her eyes and melted into his embrace, quietly lost for air when their lips finally parted.

“You’re incredible, thank you” Kyle said, not meaning to be cryptic but his mind was working over-time as he tried to process his own thoughts. This had to be something Thomas had done, he just knew it; the selfish big dicked idiot wanted all the girls for himself in private… he didn’t want people enjoying sex… the pervert had wanted sex to be a taboo, he enjoyed it being illicit, and he’d made everyone else want it to!

“T-thanks, I guess?” Cindy said, puzzled but smiling in enjoyment at seeing Kyle so passionately thinking about something. He reluctantly pulled himself away from her and stood up.

“I have to go, I’ll come back, and I’ll see you soon” Kyle said, kissing her on the forehead as he started to hurry away, back in the direction of the house.

“Wait, Kyle, where are you going?!” Cindy called after him with a pout.

“I know what’s wrong! I can fix it!” Kyle called back to her with sudden confidence and excitement, the girl sat with bewildered wonderment on her face and his name on her ass as she watched him leave.

When Kyle got back to the house he immediately bolted up the stairs to the attic, he did a check to make sure Thomas wasn’t immediately around before he hurried across the dusty floor, marked with the bare footprints left by the girls, to the World Processor.

The whole way back he’d been considering what must’ve happened, what change Thomas must’ve made and why he’d done it… it all made sense to him now, even if his memories didn’t add up Kyle knew he had to trust logic and his gut, not his memories.

Thomas must’ve made sex in front of other people taboo because of some combination of his own perverted selfishness and obvious social awkwardness… Kyle realised Thomas never shared the size of his dick with the girls in the house before exactly because he was so socially awkward! In the world as it was meant to be; people having sex when they liked, those that couldn’t or wouldn’t would be the weird ones… like guys that hid their dick size… people like Thomas.

“He made society match him…” Kyle muttered quietly to himself as he sat down in front of the dull screen and eyed the little blinking cursor with a considered purpose, he started to type,

0009: Sex is not a social taboo; and though discretion is considered polite, any sexual act between a guy and a girl can be performed anywhere in public.

Before he pressed enter Kyle remembered what had happened when he’d first tried to undo one of Thomas’ changes and give girls their orgasms back. He’d been denied then, and he was yet to figure out exactly why. Kyle suspected whatever it was had been something to do with the wording of his change, that the World Processor prevented him from directly contradicting a change one of the others had made… but if he modified it enough, he thought he could circumvent it, he just had to be careful with how he phrased his changes…

He read his change back, deciding the wording was good enough for what he was trying to fix, and even if it wasn’t he’d wait for the error and adjust it to make it work… experimentally Kyle hit the enter key and after a pause of no error message he lent back in the chair with a satisfied smile.