He arrives at school...a little too quickly...

+1 Endurance

It wasn't surprising from John's perspective to find that he was grinning long before that pop-up appeared in front of him. The stat boost was just a cherry on top of the cathartic cake that had become his morning.

As horrible as it had been to see the **** that Grace had taken over the night and despite how much it might have possibly hurt their relationship when John broke the nose of her boyfriend, it still felt good for John to bust that guy up. That warm fuzzy feeling for doing something good lingered too whenever he considered the possibility that Chad might have taken his threatening words to heart. It was almost like the moment had come straight out of a adrenaline filled dream for him... The only part it was missing from his 'dream' was the part where Grace would have been happy because of what he had done.

That happiness was naturally ruined the next time that he ran into Vanessa.

Literally, he ran right into Vanessa. The dreamy, almost trance-like state he had been stuck in after seeing that pop-up outright stole his attention. He didn't see her getting closer, or hear her as both she and Mary chatted out in front of the school. He just...crashed into her.

Crashing was a bit of an understatement, really. John, with his newfound strength, practically barreled on through the bitch queen. The first time he felt her was for no more than a moment when she physically bounced off the front of his chest as he ran on by, and again, briefly, when she tried to reach out to catch something to stop her fall. The feeling of her hands latching onto one of his arms was followed only by the quick reflexive actions of John himself.

His feet dug into the slick, muddy terrain of the early morning as he moved, and for a second it seemed as if he might be able to stop just in time to help catch her before she could fully fall. His hands shot out, his fingers latched on, and by the time he realized he had done the wrong thing, it was too late. His hand, which quickly became the only thing holding her up when she let him go out of shock, latched onto the closest part of her within reach of his arm while he slid on by. The tone of her voice jumped to unbelievably high levels for a second, her words shifting into nothing more than swears and curses, as every last one of John's fingers sunk and dug into the firm, meaty texture of her thick cheerleader butt.

Her screaming didn't last long. As wonderful as the accident may have been for John, it was ruined by a whole other surprise. His fingers, which had nearly vanished when they slapped into the warm, bulging embrace of Vanessa's bubble butt, suddenly clasped onto something softer and much too thin to support her weight as John continued to slide on by. In the blink of an eye, everything that could have been considered hanging from Vanessa's waist was torn from her curvy form. Every last thread of privacy, from her insanely short skirt, to her immodest, semi-transparent thong, snapped and ripped and fell away from her body. The important clothing covering her lower half slipped and slid away from her with John, and after their separation, Vanessa simply fell...face first into the mud.

A loud, wet clap echoed across the front of the schoolyard as everyone turned to watch and stare as Vanessa, still screaming her head off, struggled to stand back up from the mud.

John didn't bother to say anything. There wasn't much he really could say to her to make up for the fact that he simultaneously stripped the head cheerleader of one half of her outfit in front of the whole school and somehow managed to ruin the other half. No, probably nothing could have placated the bitch queen after that. The flash of a soft grimace burned across John's features for a moment as he thought about how this would come back to bite him in the ass before he turned to look at Mary.

The Latin cheerleader was just as quiet as he was when John looked at her. She barely even met his gaze. She saw him, of course. After watching him 'blatantly' run up and ferociously tear the clothing off of her friend, it was almost impossible for her to not notice the man even as he indiscreetly tried to toss the ruined garments away.

In a way, it was embarrassing even for Mary to be standing there while Vanessa was put through that. She could only imagine, with flushed burning cheeks and a tightening of her thighs, what it would have been like to be put through something like that. The situation he had put her through the previous day had been similar and equally just as deli- terrifying, but it wasn't the same!

Everyone could see Vanessa's bits after all! Her full, firm ass... her tight little slit... it was all on display. Every last inch of her was just jiggling and bouncing and clapping again and again in an endless show of slipping and getting back up forever fueled by Vanessa's rage.

There was no way for John to correctly dispose of the evidence, he knew that. Even as he tossed the skirt and panties aside to lie on the ground, a part of him knew that the moment would come back to bite him in the ass regardless of what he did. So, he just embraced it. He looked up at Mary as she shifted in place, twisting and turning ever so slightly as if she were uncomfortable... but her lips told him otherwise. Where she blushed and retreated as if to hide gossip that would have come from a moment like this, John could now also see the way she discreetly bit down on the lower part of her lip and suppressed the urge to moan.

A part of him was disappointed by the fact that it took him this long to notice the exhibitionist streak in her. He spent so much time in the past looking up porn about stuff like that and even writing about it that it was almost saddening to see that there was a person like the ones he wrote about right in front of him.

It also kind of made him want to tease her.

"Fuck it..." he chuckled and walked over to where Vanessa writhed and slipped again and again on the ground. Her tantrum only grew and grew with each humiliating fall, and by the time she had managed to slip a fourth time, she wasn't even coherent. She was just screaming. "Here..." John took a moment to grin at Mary as he spoke.

He felt Vanessa grab onto him before he was even able to start helping her back up. Her mud caked hands clasped onto his leg with a tightness that might have actually stabbed into his skin if not for his powers. It hurt slightly, taking no more than a single health point away, but the pain was only with him at first. His Gamer's Body took the brunt of the agony away from him.

John's 'help' had the exact opposite kind of attitude of the one that Vanessa gave off while she tried to use him to get up. While Vanessa ruthlessly clawed and snatched at any kind of foothold within reach, John took his time to softly reach down and just gently grab a couple handfuls of her firm butt again. He was slow and deliberate, taking his time to squeeze and sink his fingers back into the fullness of her ass while Vanessa screeched at him for the liberties he was taking. His hands roamed as he lifted her back to her feet, and with his strength, it wasn't even difficult to just hold Vanessa up in the air at just the right angle for Mary to see everything. He reached and rubbed, teasing his way down and around to the head cheerleader's puckered backdoor, and then over to her little slit before he finally put her back down on her feet.

Vanessa's voice cracked and pitched when John's palm finally cupped over her smooth, hairless mound. The publicity of the moment was somehow briefly forgotten, even for her, as his finger slipped over her clit with a sudden wave of warmth in her groin and came back slick, much to her own surprise! Her **** threats, her yelling, her nudity was all just... lessened by the way John deviously grinned at the two girls before he finally let her go.

"Much bett-" he started, silently thanking whatever higher being had given him his powers for the aura. It truly was just an added bonus on top of everything else.

"Mr. Newman!" The stern, outraged voice of a familiar Ashcroft teacher rang out through all the schoolyard chatter, and for a second, silence took over again.

"Come with me!"