Park adventure

John and Cynthia walked hand in hand towards the park, Cynthia stopping in the middle of the road as she kissed his neck out of the blue, looking up into his eyes as she ran her finger over his lips. “Hmmm, you look good today, like you have a purpose. Like, you want to actually be here,” she said with a smile.

John grinned as he hugged her softly, nuzzling into her cheek himself as he booped her on her nose. “Somehow, dying makes you feel that way. I like being here, with you. Just acting like teens, you know?” he sighed as he took her hand and resumed walking. “The other part is cool and all, but I need to get better at it. Like, train, help myself to adjust, but this, being a teenager, even if I was a shut-in till days ago, this I can do. I can be a normal teen,” he sighed as he took a bit of liberty, placing his hand on her hip as they walked together.

Cynthia placed her hand on his, pushing it just a bit lower, so it rested on her ass, smiling as she whispered into his ear. “That, totally, belongs to you, you can grab it if you want.” Her own hand pinched his ass teasingly before running it up the side of his shirt and rubbing his muscles. The increase in invested stat points to the more physical stats had paid off; his body, while still looking a bit scrawny, was getting quite sturdy. As they walked, John felt the plushness of her ass while she felt up his muscular stomach, a perfect win-win situation.

John and Cynthia continued their walk, eventually entering the park where at this hour mainly joggers and elderly couples were around. Cynthia led him to a bench at the pond, watching the ducks swim around and try to catch fish in the sunlight. “They are so cute… Which reminds me, John. Did Dad tell you that you can revert Jack to his cuddly smaller form in the camp? Apparently it’s their elemental part that allows for it. When they get into combat, they will instinctively grow again though, so don’t worry. That’s the reason Marco is so small all the time, he actually has a wingspan of 3 meters, at least,” she giggled, smiling as John gave her a small smooch on her nose.

“And you are not just telling me this just because you want to cuddle with Jack and Toph when I am not looking, right?” he teased her to which she gave a playful harumph.

“I don’t mind if you watch or join in, you know,” she giggled.

The two of them were bickering playfully, laughing together when a very unpleasant voice rudely broke the mood. “Oh my god, the nerd is actually out of his room! Who would have thought!”

John cringed when he recognized the voice, his jaw tensing as he looked up, seeing none other than Vanessa Hawthorne and one of her toadies. A girl named Melissa. Both of them were dressed in workout gear, the small sweat bands on their wrists showing a bit of use, indicating that they had been going for a jog. Vanessa’s eyes shone with disdain as she looked at him, then at Cynthia, a cruel grin forming on her lips as she walked up to them, her yesgirl following close behind.

“Hi, don’t believe we met. Vanessa Hawthorne, I go to school with this dweeb. Let me tell you, sister,” she started as she leaned in closely to Cynthia’s ear. “If I were you, I’d stay away from him. The rumors around this boy, oh my, you do NOT want to know.”

Cynthia looked at the blonde girl that had intruded upon their date; seeing how John was getting worked up when she showed up, she realized that this girl was not a friend of his. When she saw her come closer, she put on an expression of listening intently, looking as if she was giving her her full attention.

“For one, he has a babydick; my boyfriend Frank, big hunk of a man, says that even his baby brother has a bigger dick than him. He should know. He saw him in the shower.”

Cynthia giggled softly as she asked the girl: “Does your boyfriend frequently look at other guys’ penises in the shower? Are you sure he’s actually interested in you?” she asked with a laugh, causing Vanessa’s face to warp slightly.

“Listen up, bitch, I’m trying to help you here. I mean, do you know what happened to the last girl that this freak liked?” Vanessa’s eyes turned vengeful after Cynthia’s small joke. “She changed schools after the humiliation of having him confess to her. No one saw her pretty face again.”

Cynthia’s eyes turned cold, causing Vanessa to physically recoil. Cynthia kissed John’s cheek, whispering: “I got this,” to him as she got up from the bench, standing face to face with Vanessa, staring into her eyes with a cold grin. “Oh, is that so, you silly blonde bimbo? Strange, very strange. I take it that you and your helpful attitude had nothing to do with that, hm?” Cynthia’s tone was sharp, causing Vanessa to slowly back away.

“I hate bullies, especially those that are so pathetic they need to run around with a posse of bitches,” Cynthia’s eyes flashed angrily at Melissa, “to only feel any semblance of worth. Guess what, bitch, you don’t scare me, you don’t scare John, and if I ever see your ugly mug around again, I will make sure that it is you that will never show her face around town ever again. Understood?”

Vanessa had not expected Cynthia to react this heavily; normally, anyone she talked to revered her, because she was pretty or because they feared her parents. Sadly, with Cynthia she had no such luck. The venom in Cynthia’s voice caused Vanessa to back up slowly but steadily, until, eventually, there was no more ground to retreat to and she fell back, arms flailing, into the pond, sending ducks quacking off in fright. The beautiful bitchqueen had effectively become a green, duckweed covered girl, her blonde hair becoming off green due to the algae in the water.

John looked at her and burst out laughing, standing up from the bench, looking at Melissa who backed up two meters in fright, before he wrapped his arm around Cynthia’s waist and pulled her into a kiss. Cynthia was swooning into his embrace as they made out in front of the startled bully. Just as Vanessa started to climb out of the pond, Cynthia cupped John’s groin, causing it to grow semi hard, his high libido stat being a great boon here. “You should congratulate your boyfriends’ baby brother, by the way. If he’s as big as Johnny here, well, he will grow up to be quite the stud.”

With those words the two of them walked off, a fuming Vanessa being helped out of the water by her follower. “Newman! You are dead Monday, you hear me! Dead! Your social life is over!”

John sighed as he turned around, looking her in the eyes from afar as he shrugged. “I’d call the cops on you for threatening me; sadly, I doubt you or your meathead fucktoy can even scratch me by now. Oh, he’s welcome to try. But newsflash, bitchqueen. You don’t scare me anymore, I have learned that there are way scarier things in life than just some upstart bitch or her gorilla of a boyfriend. Have a nice weekend.”

With that, Cynthia and John left the park, heading for a restaurant to continue their date; a fuming cheerleader, hurling curses after them, totally ignored.

“You were amazing, Cynthia, c'mere and let me kiss you,” John chuckled after they rounded the corner.