"...that he fucked Cindy Crawford behind the bleachers this morning."

Andrea jumped in her seat as Laura stated this. Not because the information itself was that startling (though it wasn't exactly what she expected to hear), but because for some reason time had momentarily stopped just after Laura said "Well I heard...", as if someone had paused a movie or video game to grab a snack or give themselves time to decide on something. Andrea wasn't sure if this was the first time this happened to her or not, as it was so brief that she wouldn't have caught it if she wasn't paying attention, but she resolved to try and look out for it in the future.

"What? Seriously? Queen Bitch Cindy?" Hailey asked in disbelief, "No fucking way."

"Yeah, I didn't believe it either at first," Laura said, "But apparently he send his friend Henry some pics of her topless, and he's been showing them around. I haven't seen them myself, but some of the guys in my science class were apparently looking at them on their phones."

"No way..." Vanessa said, "Cindy's the head cheerleader, isn't she? She wouldn't be caught dead with someone like Tim."

She would if this were an online erotic story, Andrea thought. She was convinced that this was the truth of the situation, but she had no idea how she could convince her friends of it just yet. They acted resistant to any attempt to see that something was wrong with their reality to an absurd degree. Her only hope would be to get her hands on some hard evidence, but even if she had any idea what that would even be, she wasn't confident that they wouldn't just blatantly ignore it like they did when she pressed too hard about the movie they saw on Saturday.

"Wanna bet?" Laura asked, looking over Andrea's shoulder, "Cause here they come now."

Andrea turned her head to look towards the entrance to the cafeteria. She couldn't help but notice she had a hard time focusing her eyes on anyone in the crowded cafeteria save for two clearly defined individuals that drew her gaze like a magnet. The first of them was Tim Collins, the dark haired pudgy nerd with wire-frame glasses and a light spatter of acne on his face. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that had the title of what she presumed was some anime printed on it, though she didn't recognize the name since it was in Japanese probably. The other defined figure was head cheerleader Cindy Crawford, who was hanging onto Tim's arm like a lovesick puppy.

Tall, blonde, buxom, and slightly tanned, Cindy was sex on heels... or in this case, in trainers, given that she was still wearing her silver and blue cheerleading uniform. The school's uniform was tight enough against her body to show off her curves, with a top short enough to show off the barest hint of a midriff, but not enough to actually break any school guidelines. Her pleated skirt, which came down to the middle of her thigh, swished in the air as she walked, and it was with a bit of disgust that Andrea noticed that Tim's hand was suspiciously low on Cindy's waist. As they turned to find a table near the back wall of the cafeteria, Andrea was able to confirm that Tim's hand was placed firmly on Cindy's juicy bubble butt, though thankfully still over the skirt rather than under it.

Andrea glanced over at Hailey, and noticed something odd. Despite the two of them not being related, Hailey looked an awful lot like Cindy to her. They both were blonde, had big breasts... Cindy was tanner somewhat, and maybe taller than Hailey if they were standing next to each other, but other than that the two were hard for Andrea to tell apart. Were their eyes different colors? Looking at Hailey, Andrea could see that hers were bright blue, but she couldn't remember what Cindy's were. Maybe that wasn't a big deal, but given that currently Andrea was aware of exactly two blonde women at this school it was one more thing that could be different about...

...wait, seriously? Only two blonde girls in the entire school? Andrea tried to think of another, and while she swore she passed a blonde in the hall or talked to one before, she couldn't remember any of their names or faces at the moment.

Dammit, I'm doing it again! Andrea thought to herself, I need to stop obsessing over appearances and focus on what I can do to not get sucked into this pervert's story!

Like before, her friends appeared to be in some sort of holding pattern while she was thinking about all this, and the moment she turned her focus back to what was going on at her table, Hailey came out of it to say, "Hot damn, I dunno what that perv did to get her to fawn over him like that... you think maybe he has a giant cock?"

Andrea, who had wanted to parch her throat with a sip of water, nearly choked on it as Hailey said this. After coughing briefly she sputtered, "Wh-What? Wh-Why would you even think about something like that?"

"I dunno," Hailey said with a shrug that caused her boobs to jiggle enticingly in her sweater, "She just seems like the kind of girl who'd be a size queen to me."

Andrea blinked, drawing her eyes back up from her friend's cleavage. Why the hell did she suddenly find them enticing? And was Hailey even wearing a sweater before this moment? She knew whatever it was had to have enough of a v-neck to show off her cleavage, but beyond that...

Fuck, no, I'm not falling into this trap again. I won't perv on my friends for your entertainment... whoever you are.

"I dunno," Vanessa murmured, "Size isn't everything, you know... I don't think that'd be enough, especially if he doesn't have much else going for him."

"Maybe he won the lottery?" Laura said with a shrug of her own, which caused the strap of her sling bikini to slip off her shoulder and accidentally expose one of the brown nipples on her apple-sized breasts to the whole table.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?" Andrea screeched, standing up from her seat.

"What?" Laura said in shock. Following Andrea's eyes downward, she saw her exposed breast and gasped, "Oh shit, sorry! I didn't notice..."

"Why are you wearing that?!?" Andrea shouted, "You... why are you wearing a sling bikini to school?!?"

"Hey, calm down," Laura said, slipping the strap back over her shoulder to hide her nipple once more, "The last thing I want is you to draw attention to my nip slip..."

"No, fuck that," Andrea said, "Tell me why you're wearing a goddamn bikini to school right now."

"Jesus Andrea, don't you remember? I lost my bet with Hailey yesterday."

Andrea suddenly did remember. Yesterday she, Hailey, and Laura were hanging out at the pool in Andrea's backyard, and Laura bet Hailey that she could hold her breath longer. Hailey took the challenge to heart, and they agreed that the loser would wear their bikini to school the next day. Andrea was the appointed judge, and on her mark the two girls plunged their heads underwater. Laura lasted 45 seconds before she had to come up, but Hailey stayed down for a full minute. Thus, Laura lost and had to wear her bikini to school.

What the fuck kind of explanation is that?

"You... how did you get into school wearing... that?" Andrea stammered.

"Uh, by walking in?" Laura said, "Campus security was weird about it at first, but after I explained the situation they let me off with a warning..."

"...and they didn't **** you to change?" Andrea asked, "How... why...?"

"Cause we have a cool principal, duh!" Hailey said, "I had to talk with her this morning, and she thought that letting Laura go through with her bet would teach her not to do it in the future..."

"Why are you acting like you only just noticed this?" Vanessa asked, "She was wearing it all day."

"N-No..." Andrea started, but then she thought back to her school day. She remembered seeing Laura walk into school... wearing nothing but that sling bikini. She passed Laura in the hall between classes, even chatted with her by their lockers as Laura tugged the bottom of her bikini to stop it from digging into her crotch... how could Andrea not have noticed what she was wearing until now?

Her first instinct was to believe that the writer of this story was screwing with her. She only noticed the sling bikini after she said she wasn't going to perv on her friends, so the writer might have made Laura wear it just to screw with her.

On the other hand... erotic stories where the school pervert is the star a lot of times had a fantastical element to them. Mind control, reality bending, magic artifacts... could this be Tim's fault, and not the author's?

Well, the author is writing this story, so either way it was their fault. But was this actually supposed to be part of the story? Did he use some past retconning ability to put Laura in a bikini just now? Andrea looked over at Tim, but didn't notice him doing anything fishy at the moment, other than openly groping Cindy's chest...

"No what?" Vanessa asked.

Andrea was surprised that her thoughts were interrupted like that. She had already gotten used to everything just going on standby while she was thinking to herself, so seeing things move on before she was finished actually jarred her a bit. Trying to collect herself, she said, "N-No, I didn't notice. Please, you guys have to listen to me, Laura shouldn't be wearing a bikini to school. We need to get out of here and get her changed into something normal right now."

"What?" Laura asked, "Why? I just told you the school was okay with it..."

"They shouldn't be!" Andrea snapped, "Can't you see that? I know you won't believe me, but-"

"Andrea, enough!" Hailey said, standing up, "You've been acting really weird, and honestly it's starting to scare me..."

"Good!" Andrea said, "Maybe now you'll listen! We're part of an erotic story online, and whatever sick twisted fantasy the writer of it has is about to suck us into it. We need to get out of here before we get involved in the plot and get fucked by Tim!"

Laura, Vanessa, and Hailey all looked at Andrea like she was crazy... which maybe she was. Andrea couldn't rule that out, admittedly, but at this point she was willing to risk being labeled the crazy girl for the rest of her life if it meant getting her friends out of this mess.

"Okay, Andrea..." Hailey said, keeping her voice calm as she slowly approached Andrea, "Let's get you to the nurse... she'll know what to do, okay? I'll come with you."

The nurse. Yes, that's it! That'll get them out of the cafeteria! She'd need to convince Laura and Vanessa to come too, but if they could get away from Tim, even briefly, that might buy them the time they need to come up with a solution.

She was about to start begging her other friends to come with her when she had a terrifying thought: what if Tim already got to the nurse too? There was a large chunk of time between when he had sex with Cindy and now. Maybe he stopped by the nurse's office and did something to her too. Or what if the writer made the nurse into a sexy nymphomaniac right out of a porno? Andrea couldn't remember whether their school's nurse was sexy enough for that or not, but with a name like Holly she wouldn't put it past him (or her, but let's be real, it's probably a him) to do it...

...Oh fuck, the nurse got a name already, without anyone having to say it out loud first. That wasn't a good sign.

Andrea felt trapped between a rock and a hard place. And at the exact moment she had that feeling, time paused again.