A whole lotta love

The roughly two-and-a-half minutes it took Josh to make it from the sidewalk to the (frankly) run-down fountain that marked the center of the front yard of the school was the most out-of-body experience he'd ever felt. Well, not truly "out-of-body," because there was no way for him to possibly ignore the ministrations his nether regions and rear end received on the way there.

He made his way past individuals and groups that he was used to walking past every day. There was Wallace and his nerdy group, which Josh joined sometimes in sci-fi conversations. The redheaded girl he sat next to in physics, Kendall, was there chatting with someone else from that class he didn't know the name of. Finally, he encountered his core friend group: Dom, Jackson, and Colin, friends since middle school.

All that was normal. Everything else wasn't.

Wallace, plus a few others in his circle, didn't hesitate to cup their hands around Josh's junk, while one waited for him to pass on before giving his ass a squeeze. Kendall, whom Josh didn't get along with that well, gave him her normal small head nod in greeting, coupled this time with a few seconds of fondling of Josh's balls. And "the boys?" They seemed to give him more attention down there than the others, with Colin even going so far as to rub the underside of Josh's head with his forefinger, as if he was trying to give him additional pleasure. Despite all of this action, no one but Josh seemed to see it as overtly sexual or intrusive. It was just how things were done.

Of course, Josh had to try his best to reciprocate their attentions, since, he assumed, everyone else would be expecting him to. As if this was always how the world worked. And so, he had to feel up dicks, asses, and tits along the way to his destination. He silently cursed the warm weather, which meant everyone was wearing just one layer of clothes. If we were all dressed in winter gear, this would be a lot less awkward, he thought.

Josh made a lame excuse to leave his trio of friends and sat down on the edge of the fountain, with Jessica not in sight yet. He wondered why the former group had gotten more...personal...with their supposedly normal groping. Perhaps in this reality, being more intimate is reserved for close associates? He filed away that thought as he saw Jessica approach.

The fellow senior was wearing a red sweater with black leggings, her wavy brunette hair reaching down to her shoulders. She waved at Josh before being interrupted by another girl, presumably a friend Josh didn't know. They smiled, waved, and exchanged feels of each other's pussy through their pants, before Jessica broke away to sit down next to Josh.

"Hey Josh! I heard you've got more phone problems," she said, while reaching over with her right hand to cup his balls and fondle them lightly. "I'll do my best."

Josh, having been broken in a bit by the walk here to what's required in this world, decided to be bold. After Jessica retreated her hand, he reached over with his own to rub his friend's snatch through her leggings. That sensation caused his member to rise again, but Jessica didn't seem to notice or care, thankfully.

Pulling out his phone and navigating to the Reality App, Josh then handed it over. "This app randomly appeared on my phone yesterday and I can't delete it. It just stays on the main page."

"That's weird..." Jessica replied, and twice tried just like Josh had to delete the Reality App, only for it to reappear. "You may have to take this into an actual tech store or something. What's it even do?"

"Uh...well...I think it somehow, some way, has the power to change the world. Check out the main page in it. See? That popped up there last night and now everyone is doing it."

Jessica looked at Josh, confused. "What are you talking about? Saying hi that way isn't new. It's, like, what we always do. Did you just write it out like this to try and prank me into thinking this app is all-powerful or something? 'Cause it isn't funny."

"No, I swear," Josh pleaded. "Look at the rules. And there's that timer. I guarantee you that if you put something in there, it'll become true. Try it. But do something small, just in case."

"Okayyy..." Jessica replied skeptically. "If you say so." Tapping the text box, she typed out: "Mr. Donaldson does not give out homework." Then she hit Submit.