Screen Watching Before Dinner

I was watching Mia texting her friend with my head nuzzled up against hers. My hands lazily roamed all over her body as I spied on her conversation for no other reason than because I could.

I occasionally gave her cheek a kiss or a lick, because why not? I even tried to test her apparent patience by poking her face just under her eye incessantly for a full minute. Watching her right eye blink like crazy for that whole time was amusing and fascinating. Fascinating because she didn't get mad. Which I sort of expected after the day I've had, but still...

I was so used to the idea of people getting angry over small annoyances like that. Seeing someone remain passive after a full minute of **** blinking only added to the strangeness I've been experiencing all day. Which, by now, shouldn't have really since all this sex was strange enough.

Maybe it'll take me days to get used to all this. Whatever. I went back to watching the chat on her phone.

Katie: Why don't we get really cheap underwear, sneak into the school in the early hours and pin them all over the place?

Mia: You would be the one to suggest that...

Katie: Hey, it's a perfectly legitimate prank idea

Mia: Of course, you would be the one to think that's a legitimate prank idea...

Bella: But that would mean waking up really early.

Bella: Rejected!

Mia: I second that

Katie: Well you come up with something then!

Alice: Why do we have to pull a prank in the first place?

Katie: Oh come on! It's our last year in high school

Katie: And I bet you that someone else is going to do the same.

Bella: We could let THEM do it. Works just as fine

Katie: You guys have no ambition!!!

Katie: Don't you remember what the seniors did last year?

Mia: That was some good art all over the courtyard

Mia: A shame they got rid of it

Bella: Made the entrance so much more interesting

Alice: Aunt Sam would be proud

Bella: I WANT POOP! ENLIST TODAY!

Katie: And the year before that they somehow assembled a tractor in the assembly hall

Mia: A very fitting place to assemble something...

Bella: Ah haha I see what you did there lol

Alice: I still wonder how they even managed that without people finding out.

Bella: Can't do anything like that anymore though with all the new cameras

Katie: ...damn

Katie: I forgot about the cameras

Mia: hah

Bella: hah

Alice: hah hah

Katie: ...

Mia: Drawing board?

Katie: Drawing board.

Dude, these girls sounded fun.

My hand was sliding up Mia's inner thigh and rubbing against her panties as I smirked at their conversation. I pressed my crotch harder onto her hip and pressed my nose against her neck, eyes closed, and breathed deeply of her scent.

Oh god, this was heaven!

I was cuddling with a stranger and spying on her text conversation, in a house inhabited by three women who existed in a world where only women lived. And I was the only man.

The only man and I could do whatever the hell I wanted.

I fucking loved this!

To hell with aliens or dimensions. Or even god.

If I was stuck here in this absurd world, then so be it. I'll live here and enjoy this life of constant pussy. I'll swim in constant pink throughout my days.

I thought all of this with a dopey smile as I slowly humped this girl in this alternate world. I opened my eyes and looked back at the phone.

Alice: I still don't see why we should pull a prank. We've never done pranks before.

Mia: Katie's just going through a rebellious phase

Bella: Next she'll be running with the wrong crowd

Mia: And staying out late

Bella: Going goth.

Mia: Getting tattoos

Bella: Staying the night at a girlfriend's place

Mia: Piercings all over her face

Bella: Nipples too. Can't forget the nip nips

Mia: Of course

Katie: Geez. I leave for a minute and you're already destroying my character.

Katie: I am a nice wholesome girl!

Mia: Who has nipple piercings.

Katie: I don't!

Bella: Why do people get their nips pierced anyways?

Mia: No idea

Katie: ANYWAYS! Back on track people. Help me think of a tasteful prank

Mia: Tasteful?

Bella: That sounds like it requires thought

Bella: I reserve my thinking for schoolwork and homework only.

Mia: Same

Alice: Ditto

Katie: Dammit. You people are hopeless.

Mia: Says the girl that's always late with her homework

I laughed silently at the digital exchange between these four girls. They really seemed like a fun lot. I even imagined that I may meet them if I followed Mia to school tomorrow. Heck, they probably even hung out at each other's homes from time to time.

That idea eventually led me to imagining the four of them having a sleepover. In cute and/or sexy pyjamas...

Yep! That was going to happen. I'll make it happen.

I looked back at the screen.

Katie: We are so far off topic now...

Katie: Can we take this seriously for just a moment?

Mia: Since when were pranks serious?

Katie: The endeavour is serious. The result should be hilarious.

Bella: Where in the world did you get that saying from?

I spoke up to get Mia's attention. "Why don't you suggest having a sleepover soon so you can all focus on that prank?"

"Hm? Hmm..." Mia glanced at me before giving my words some thought. "I suppose that would keep her happy."

It looked like she agreed quite easily to my idea. She went back to the chat.

Mia: How bout we continue this discussion on Friday night as you three sleep over at my place?

Bella: Oooh. I like that idea

Alice: Great idea

Katie: I mean we could just discuss it now or at school...

Bella: Hey when was the last time we all slept over together?

Alice: It's been ages

Katie: True but I don't see why we have to leave this talk till then

Mia: Wouldn't it be better to talk in person and with few distractions?

Mia: Like schoolwork

Bella: And we get a chance to wear our cute PJ's

Yes! Exactly my thoughts.

Katie: Oh alright fine

Bella: It's decided!

Mia: Hold on. Let me just ask Mom first.

Bella: Give her the good sweet talk!

Mia turned the screen to her phone off and dumped it on the bed. She then turned to me and started to climb over me before I had the chance to move out of her way. She didn't even ask for me to move. She just leaned over and straddled me for a brief moment before getting off the bed.

That gave me a nice close up view of her chest.

Now standing, she made to leave her bedroom. I was going to follow her but I got another idea just as she entered the hallway. I'll follow her downstairs in a moment.

I got up from Mia's bed and stretched for a moment. Cuddling with a girl felt really nice and relaxing. I felt a few pops along my back and sighed, then brought my arms back to my sides.

With that done, my eyes zeroed in on a chest of drawers that I believed to contain something that all perverts like myself have fantasized about.

Underwear.

Now, I know that I could simply get the puss puss in this world and not be so **** to get a glimpse of bras and panties. But it wasn't about desperation. It's about the novelty.

In this world I could do anything I wanted. Even weird and twisted things. The sort of things that you couldn't really do in an actual relationship without jeopardizing said relationship. Here though, all my twisted fantasies could come true.

Like, for example... rifling through a girl's underwear drawer.

I stood before the chest of drawers and held the wooden knobs of one drawer in anticipation of this perverted novelty. I slowly opened the drawer... and wasn't disappointed.

Arrayed before me was a rainbow of feminine underwear neatly folded and placed according to colour. Though, a lot of them were the basic white panties, there were a bunch of blues and purples, yellows and greens, and some sexy black ones. No bras though.

I checked to drawer underneath and found the matching bras in there.

Now I just stood there staring at a sight that could have gotten me in big trouble back in my world. My eyes roamed over all the colourful cloth and lace and straps.

I'm pretty sure I was salivating just a little bit.

I finally reached in and picked out a pair of panties. It was a blue pair with a velvety feel to them. There was also a small bow on the top middle part.

I held it in my hands and close to my face, just feeling the fabric and examining the details of it. I then picked out what I thought was its matching bra from the other drawer and examined that too. I felt the lace with my fingertips and pressed at the slight padding in the cups.

I looked over at the hooks at the back of the bra and understood why some might have had trouble undoing them. They were designed to not come off so easily. So, a simple tug wouldn't cut it. You had to angle them away from the loops just so.

I tried it out for myself a couple times then got bored of that. I looked over the pieces of clothing once more and found that I wasn't as interested as I thought I'd be. I had to admit that they would have been more interesting to see on Mia rather than in her drawer like this. Still very interesting, just not as much as I had thought.

Of course, I could still think of ways to be perverted with them but now wasn't the time.

I decided to put the blue underwear away as neatly as I could. Not because I thought I'd get in trouble if I didn't, but because I was still operating under my old world mannerisms. Back then I was a fairly decent and polite person. I'm not sure I'll ever get rid of that entirely in this world.

I closed the drawers and made my way to the door. Once in the hallway I got the urge to sneak a peek into the other rooms on the second floor. I checked the room directly opposite Mia's room and looked inside.

It looked similar in design but with everything mostly mirrored in relation to Mia's room. If this were my world this room would have been my mom's home office with her desk at one end and a coffee table with two small couches at the other. A couple bookcases and cabinets would line the walls too.

This room, however, looked like a typical teenaged girl's room. The bed had muted pink covers and pillows. The carpet had a few clothes strewn about. A small desk had some school books and a make-up case left open in front of a mirror sitting on the desk. More posters than in Mia's room lined the walls. Two drawers sat in one corner and a closet was left open with more clothes peeking out.

Karen's room then.

I took my head back out and turned to the next door. This one was close to what I remembered it looking in my world. It was a small room with a toilet and a sink. The main bathroom would be downstairs. There wasn't much to see here except that this version of my upstairs toilet had a more girly look to it with the floral toilet paper, pink toilet seat, a fluffy white mat just in front of the toilet and a bottle of hand wash on the sink with a brand I hadn't seen before. That was it.

I left that room and finally turned to the last room at the end of the hallway. I walked up to it and opened the door. Inside the dimly lit room I saw a queen-sized bed in the centre with a closet in the wall to the left of it. Also on the left sat a desk and dresser. On the right was a big bookshelf with a great deal of books filling each shelf. It would seem that mother dearest was quite the reader.

On the dresser there seemed to be a number of photo frames. Turning on the rooms light, I walked in to examine to pictures more closely. There were three of them. In one picture two little girls, who I assumed to be younger Mia and Karen, posed for a camera. Mia was sitting while Karen was standing beside her with her arm draped around her sister's shoulders. Both of them were smiling brightly at the camera.

The next photo featured both girls with their mom plus another woman. All of them were hugging and smiling at the camera.

The last photo had only the mom Clara and the other woman I hadn't met. In this photo Clara looked much younger as she held the other woman close. The two of them seemed very much in love judging by the blushing smile Clara was giving the other woman.

Aww. That's cute.

I suppose that in this odd parallel world that this woman might very well be the "father." Though, how that all worked still eluded me. I might just end up asking Clara at dinner when it's ready.

While I was standing there, I thought that I might as well look through Clara's dresser. Because why not? I've already done it once and it's not like anyone will get mad at me.

I pulled open the first drawer and looked inside expecting to see some mature and sexy underwear. What I saw was... well... some regular looking clothes folded neatly and...

I wasn't expecting that.

On the right of the drawer there looked to be some kind of case with a see-through lid. Inside... well...

Inside was a dildo.

There was no mistaking it.

That long elongated shape with that bulbous part at the top. However, this dildo seemed to be attached to a couple straps near the middle of it. It also seemed to curve inward past the straps.

It, honest to god, looked like a double-ended dildo that was meant to be worn by a woman. I could imagine how the curved end would go into the wearer and the normal end would get thrusted into the receiver.

Now, the question on my mind was, how the hell did these women know what a penis looked like? In a world where there were no men?

I looked at the dildo some more, frowning my eyebrows off, but then an idea came to me. Now that I think about it, this dildo was pretty much featureless besides the bulbous top and bottom. And if a world of women felt the urge to pleasure themselves like normal hot-blooded mammals, then it stands to reason that they would discover that shoving things up there would be just the way to scratch that itch.

The natural course would then be to invent items like this. Even if no men were present to draw that particular inspiration from. But then, does that mean that there were no male animals in this world?

Maybe there were and these ladies got inspiration from well hung horses?

I was still raking over the toy with my eyes as the unpleasant imagery of animal dongs passed through my mind when I noticed the bottle sitting next to the dildo.

My curiosity was piqued as I reached down to remove the lid and grab the bottle.

Lube.

That's kind of what I was thinking since it was with the dildo in the same case.

I went to put the lube back but noticed something else underneath the dildo and where the lube was. I almost awkwardly picked the dildo up to see that a harness looking thing was lying on the soft padded bottom of the case. Looking from the harness to the straps on the dildo, it didn't take any level of genius to figure it out.

The wearer would put the harness on like underwear, then put the curved end of the dildo inside themselves while keeping it in place with the straps. The harness even looked soft, too. It had a velvety sheen to it.

Curiosity sated, I went to put everything back but something else caught my eye. Something about the dildo itself.

I awkwardly turn the hung dong one way to see that the tip at the curved end had what looked like a hole in it. Why it would need to have a hole baffled me. I looked at the other end to see another one there, too.

Was this thing also a tube?

Why would it need a hole going through it from one end to the other?

Still thinking about what it all meant I put everything away and close the drawer.

I supposed that it might have something to do with how any of these women made babies. That was the only thing that came to mind. That or they pissed inside each other. Weird fetish if that was true. But then the hole would need to be in a different place...

I shook my head and left the subject for dinnertime when I would get some answers from Clara.

I backed away from the dresser and left Clara's bedroom after turning off the light. Out in the hallway the smell of cooked food wafted into my face making my mouth water. I sauntered down the stairs following that incredible aroma.

I walked into the dining room to see both Mia and Karen setting the table placing cutlery and plates for three. Clara was pulling out the chicken that was in the oven. The daughters were talking amongst themselves as I walked in.

"-would have thought that you seniors wouldn't have any time for sleepovers." Karen was saying to Mia as she placed the third plate down.

"Just because we have to study a whole lot more doesn't mean we can't take some time to have fun every now and then." Mia explained patiently as she placed a set of cutlery at each plate.

Karen didn't respond but instead went to the cupboard and took out another plate. She placed it on the empty part of the dining table where I sat this morning. "It's been a while since I had anyone sleep over too you know?" She grumbled.

"Hey, I'm not stopping you from inviting friends over." Mia said as she moved over to one of the drawers in the kitchen. She pulled out a knife, fork and spoon and placed them on the table by the fourth plate.

Karen chewed her lip for a moment before turning to her mother. "Mom, can I bring friends over on Friday too?"

"Emma and Maddi?" Clara asked without turning away from cutting the chicken.

"Yeah."

"Hmm, I don't see why not. I'll just have to buy more food on Friday." Clara said.

Karen pumped her fist and mouthed the word 'yes'.

"Happy now?" Mia smirked at her sister.

Karen just poked her tongue at her before fetching some cups from the cupboard.

Wait...

Once again something odd happened.

They originally had only three plates. Karen had them stacked in her arms as she went about placing them. Mia too only had enough cutlery for three people. Then they both went to get another plate and more cutlery once I had walked in.

How did that work?

Could they read my mind and see that I intended on eating with them? Or did my presence just impose on them to make space for me?

Just how did this world work?

It happened this morning too. Clara, without being asked, set a place for me to eat at breakfast.

Did this world just shift things around to accommodate me?

I really had no idea what to make of it. Could aliens do this? The government? God? What was even the purpose?

Clara began placing the delicious smelling food in the middle of the table. My stomach growled quietly to itself, prompting me to take my apparent place at the table. I wordlessly sat down and stared at the food. Or through it, since my mind was starting to remember all the questions I had been putting off since I woke up next to Mia that morning.

The two girls and their mother were talking as they helped themselves to the food but I wasn't paying attention. It was about time I asked some questions.