Rumpus

After a very long shower, the strange things didn't end there for Arthur Adams. While getting dressed, Nora took a birth control pill that rendered her infertile for five days, though she joked about the possibility of having several children.

The young man wasn't amused; he already had enough trouble on his hands without having to deal with fatherhood. When he went to get dressed, he remembered that, thanks to his hostess's fiery lust, his clothes had been reduced to ashes.

"How am I going to get back to university?"

"Don't worry, darling, I'll take care of everything. Just tell me your measurements."

The determination in the redhead's voice was that of someone taking on a significant challenge. Once the young man gave her the information, she picked up her phone and made a quick call in her usual strong tone.

In minutes, the melodious doorbell rang, and Nora flew back with three good-sized boxes. Inside were men's clothes, but simple clothes, from well-known brands.

"All this... for me," he said, holding up a black tuxedo wrapped in a transparent protective cover.

"Of course, Arthur, I won't let the other girls see you naked. Only I have that privilege." Nora was behind him, caressing his shoulders.

"But... it's too much! This must have cost a fortune." This time, Arthur noticed some shoes inlaid with gold, as if they were from another planet.

"No way, nothing is too expensive. My man deserves the best," the redhead affirmed, running a hand along the boy's cheek.

He was perceiving a high degree of indulgence and altruism in her whenever there was a problem around her. Arthur took it as a "side effect" of her power, something he had already seen with the teachers yesterday.

For a moment, he wondered what would have happened if he'd hinted at not taking the birth control pill....

He spent 20 minutes trying on the clothes, surprised at how well they fit, almost tailor-made. Once he was finished, he looked in the mirror but couldn't quite recognize himself.

He was wearing a navy blue Egyptian cotton shirt, comfortable beige silk trousers, a leather belt with a silver buckle, and the same gold-encrusted shoes he'd worn before.

For a moment, he thought he was looking at a millionaire's son, not his own reflection. Instead, his confused face contrasted sharply with the ostentatious clothes.

"See, you look divine, my love," Nora said, also dressed.

"Uh...yes, I think you're right, thank you," the young man said, feeling insecure about wearing something that wasn't his.

His new girlfriend blushed and then kissed him on the cheek, her lips brushing against Arthur's as he tried to recognize the person in the mirror.

Our protagonist felt trapped in a beautiful and alluring illusion, but an illusion nonetheless. The realization that all of this was only possible thanks to his gift filled him with guilt.

«This got out of control a long time ago. I have no idea what to do. What will happen if Nora returns to normal? She'll probably turn me into charcoal.»

They both arrived at Santa Valeria the same way they had left, Nova gracefully flying atop Arthur, who still didn't know how to handle the situation.

The newly formed couple entered, captivating everyone. Nora was clinging to Arthur's right arm, occasionally planting small kisses on him as she rubbed her breasts against him.

No girl could tear her gaze away from them; disbelief and astonishment were the only emotions the witnesses felt. Even though the girls watched the pair walking so close together, they still couldn't quite grasp the scene.

"We shouldn't be so close, everyone's watching us," Arthur nervously said, turning his head from side to side.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's better that from today on, every one of them knows I'm your girl," Nora said, pressing her head against his and caressing his face.

By this point, the young man's face was bathed in sweat due to the uncertainty he felt. Walking in public next to a popular and sexy girl while being judged by all those who had once ignored him made him nervous.

The murmurs and whispers started immediately. He saw how the girls began to gather in groups, as if they were in a school, naturally discussing him.

"You see it, Nova's dating that Hollow."

"Yeah, I see it, and not only that, just look at the smug little smile she's wearing... hmm... I suspect they had a wild night."

"You're probably right, they say they spent the whole night outside the university."

"The whole night! Well, well, it seems the Hollow has something hidden between his legs."

These were some of the conversations Arthur managed to overhear. Classes hadn't even started, and he'd already become the biggest gossip at Saint Valeria's. Then the young man noticed something more than just astonishment in those looks; he saw a new feeling creeping into them.

He noticed that more than one of them harbored a certain resentment, even hatred, in their eyes. But not directed at him, as he was used to; it was directed at Nova. The contempt for his girlfriend could only be compared to that of an archenemy, someone who had to be destroyed.

It took Arthur a few seconds to realize the reason. The truth was, all those girls shared the same feeling as the redhead's eternal rivals... Jealousy!

«Oh, damn it, how could I not have realized it before? They're also being affected by my power. This is getting worse and worse. I have to find someone to help me with... with... this crap!»

He urgently needed to find a solution as soon as possible. He didn't know what else his power could awaken in the girls, and he had no desire to find out. Although he couldn't just divulge it lightly either; they might think he was some kind of pervert, not a victim of circumstance.

It didn't take him long to think of the ideal person for this mess.

« I have no other option; there is only one person who can help me. »