unfinished chapter with future plot-line list

Confirmed corona-virus. I wish this was a joke, but I guess I'm not funny enough. Running high fever yesterday and somewhat delirious from dehydration.

**** is unlikely but possible. Just in case, I want to put all my unfinished work out while I still can while I stay bedridden. I'll do my best to write a few words if I can reach my computer, but don't expect frequent updates. I'll still be using my phone to access the website to read my favorite authors tho, so keep posting them stories fellow writers.

If I get better, you better believe I'm coming back to finish what I started.

If dead, was fun being a part of this community while it lasted. See you perverts in the next life. In my honor, someone make a shit ton of blowjob chapters with Shelly please, or just a shit ton of blowjob scenes in general. That's all I ever want.

gonna do the same with chapters from my other stories now. brb

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You sat by silently as you watched over a distant memory you haven't visited in a long while.

Shelly came over to your table with a smug smirk, laying an arm on Past John's head like an arm-chair and asking, "Hey, baby dweeb. Scare off any girls yet with your creepy vibes?"

"Hey Shelly." Past John greeted back casually, not even acknowledging the arm smudging against his face as he continued, "Apparently not. I managed to make some friends here at this table.

Shelly raised a curious eyebrow before facing up to see three others sitting at the table with Past John.

The other three at the table awkwardly waved at her, as Conner gave a cautious, "Hello there...?"

Shelly gave a hard look at the three, before setting her eyes at the last one at the table and widening her eyes, "Traci? You sit with underclassmen?"

"Hey, Shells." Traci, the longer-haired brunette at the table replied embarrassingly, "Yeah, this is where I've been sitting for the past couple of days..."

"Scarlett was wondering where you've been hiding every lunch period." Shelly commented, before asking, "Why are you hanging out with my lame little brother?"

"Oh, is he your brother? I thought the last name Doe was just a coincidence!" Traci seemed surprised at this new fact, "You two don't look anything alike!"

"I got my birth mom's hot genes while John got the lame dad genes." She shrugged, ruffling Past John's hair. "It's a genetic lottery, I know, but we are related. Sadly."

Shelly actually seemed genuinely disappointed when she added the word sadly at the end there. You always assumed it was because she was just teasing you about being related, but knowing what you know now with your recent incestuous relationship with her, could it be that Shelly was actually disappointed for an entirely different reason altogether?

You gave a tired sigh, remembering the last moments that happened before you went to sleep. "God, I am not looking forward to confronting Mom about what she saw between the two of us."

Something for you to handle once you wake up, without the memories of the dreams to burden you. Right now, this took precedent over that.

Past John waved her hand away from him as Traci coo'ed at our interaction, "Aw! You guys seem to get along great! It's so cute."

"Are you seeing this with the same eyes as I am, or are we living in separate realities?" Past John asked rhetorically, his sarcastic edge still as sharp as ever.

"So, to answer your question, I've been sitting here to hang around with my little sister. I figured she’d like some familiar company, that’s all.” Traci explained, gesturing to the girl in the purple hoodie next to her. “Say hi, Tubs!”

Tabitha awkwardly readjusted her glasses after being put on the spot, but muttered a quiet, “...llo.”

“Sorry, she’s not good with new faces.” Track apologized on her sisters behalf.

“Tubs.” Shelly repeated to herself with a nod, “Not the name I’d ever name my kid, but hey, different strokes for different folks.”

“...not my name.” Tabitha mumbled grumpily, before turning to her sister with a glare, “Did you really need to introduce me with that stupid nickname? It makes me feel fat and ugly.”

“Oh, sweetie,” Traci patted her sister’s head in a motherly fashion, “You are fat and ugly.”

Tubs could only give a deadpanned expression in response.

With a giggle, Traci held her hands up teasingly, “I’m kidding! God, you know it’s just an affectionate nickname. We use it because we love you!”

“I don’t feel loved.” Her sister muttered back.

Shelly gave an intrigued look at the two, before abruptly turning to face Conner and asking, “So how about you? What’s your story?”

“Uh...” Conner mumbled with a shrug, “Other tables didn’t like me because I’m smarter than them. John was the only one who didn’t care, so he let me sit at this table. Not a long story.”

Shelly then turned to Past John with a disappointed frown, “So you basically started the table for outcasts. Knowing you, I bet you didn’t even do it on purpose. You just somehow magically willed it into existence.”

“Must have been pretty effective, considering you’ve decided to show up all of a sudden.” Past John casually replied back, “Did your new boyfriend dump you in front of his friends already?”

Shelly, not one to let a jab like that go free, then proceeded to put Past John in a stranglehold and began **** him to ****, “For your information, I came here to visit you out of the kindness of my heart! You should be thanking your big sister for even daring to let others see you within my good graces!”

“Kfjsosmcm” Past John replied triumphantly, struggling to break free.

Shelly glanced away awkwardly, before letting him go and admitting, “But yes, Travis did break up with me. I wanted to come here and let out all my frustrations on you.”

“You’ve been dating Travis? You know he’s a pig, right?” Traci commented in surprise, “If the girls that date him don’t get naked for him on the third date, he treats them like garbage.”

“Yeah, found out the hard way. No need to rub it in.” Shelly said exasperated, before settling down next to Past John, “Welp, since I’ve been officially outcasted as well, it’s gonna be my duty to sit here with the rest of you guys in order to keep my brother company.”

“Oh joy. More time to spend with you.” Past John said tonelessly, beginning to eat his salad, “As if I didn’t get sick enough of you back home already.”

Still somehow seeing their sibling dynamic as endearing, Traci gave another giggle, before saying, “Well, I guess as long as no other table accepts you, you’re welcome to sit at the ‘outcasts’ table for as long as you like.”

“Oh, is that what we’re calling ourselves now?” Conner asked genuinely. “I can get started with, like, a sign and some t-shirts for all of us to wear. It’ll be fun to act like an exclusive club.”

“Yeah, I’m not wearing no damn shirt outing myself as an outcast.” Shelly immediately butted in with her disapproval.

The rest of the lunch period played out similarly until the bell rang, and all of them left to get to their next class.

You sat there wistfully, watching them leave as memories of all your time spent together came back to you, like a nostalgic outbreak.

You wondered if Shelly still remembered the group or not. She liked to play as the easygoing Han Solo drifter type, but deep down, you figured she might have held this group in a special place in her heart.

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spoilers below probably

-search for tiffany begins

-tiffany missing despite search

-stress out scenario/freak out scenario again

-contemplate visiting Tiffany to check how she's doing, maybe even invade her memories if that's possible

-Notice backpack before leaving, causing john to stay

-find out more clues, i dunno

-jesus christ, I know who tiffany is now, i'm such a retard

-wake up

-mom confronts shelly and you

-John comes up with awesome and believable excuse to maintain status quo

-I dunno, mom believes him or not, maybe, fuck

-check facebook again for photos

-one more blowjob from shelly as a reward for saving their skins

-date chapter with Tiffany

-date montage with Tiffany

-Bella is an awesome wingman

-Epic romantic dance

-Another kiss scene, but this time with more feeling into it.

-another date???

-more dream adventures

-tiffany dreams are getting a bit unstable

-demons cause it to end early

-fission mailed, we'll get 'em next time

-zeke pulls reverse uno card, dates one of tiffany's cheerleaders

-rivalry double date

-blowjob and sex in public restaurant fastest cummer competition

-other cheerleader wins, making Zeke cum faster than john

-zeke and girl gloats

-John and Tiff doesn't notice or care, too busy having mindblowing sex in public

-bittersweet victory for zeke as John lasts longer by twenty minutes

-more dream stuff

-finally get that dream demon fixed

-tiffany talks to 'herself' to make her feel better

-another harem to the harem

-zeke admits defeat and begs for tiffany to come back

-one last sex between john and tiffany

-mission success

-why does victory feel so empty and depressing

-couple days later

-tiffany contacts john in middle of the night

-brown hair again, no more fake blonde

-wants to be together again

-true love

-both coming to apologizing to zeke

-zeke admits defeat

-happy couple

-tiffany meets shelly for first time

-threesome

-Bella is a window peeping tom

-foursome

-???

-more after this maybe, i dunno

-the end

-possible planned spin-off with son of John Doe, named John Doe III

-Aunt-nephew focused spinoff with minor references to dream powers