Sofia, highschooler and best friend - Playing with reality

The game was simple. Josh would make 5 alterations to reality, and I had a week to find all of them. There were no stakes riding on this, just a good old-fashioned game between best friends.

And now it was time for me to submit my guesses. I have to admit, standing at his front door I was feeling nervous. I took my turn first, and Josh had somehow managed to figure out three of my five changes. Maybe I just chose something lame, but I thought figuring out that the sky used to be blue would be harder! Point is, I needed to get four guesses correct to win here, and I was not at all confident.

Separately, I was also still a little nervous about what he had changed at all. I trusted Josh, but he sometimes didn’t think through his decisions all the way. Like right when we found the device, the first thing he had done was change the uniform of the milk bar we were in to **** all the milk dispensers to wear shirts, with no regard for how they’d have to be constantly taking them on and off every time someone wanted a drink. Thankfully I convinced him to turn it back, so those poor girls are back in the cow-print bikini bottoms they used to wear. After that we established rules requiring both of us to agree to a reality change before we put it into effect. (Outside of games like this, where the changes are going to be temporary anyway.)

About a minute after I knocked, Josh’s mother opened the door for me. “Oh! Sofia! Josh mentioned you would be over soon. Come on in, he’s right upstairs.” She said cheerily.

Josh’s dad briefly took his hands off his wife’s breasts to slap my ass as I walked past. Yeowch, that was pretty hard actually. I lifted my skirt and craned my head back awkwardly to see if he left a mark. Thankfully, he hadn’t. He whistled as I exposed myself. I rolled my eyes. Men.

Josh was in his room, like usual, tapping away at something or another on his computer. He turned his chair around to look at me as I entered. “Well, well, well… Welcome… To MY LAIR!” He mimicked a stereotypical maniacal villain laugh. I pretended to recoil in fear for a moment, before we both started giggling like little kids. It’s nice to find someone you can just be a goofball with, you know?

“So, you got your guesses prepared?” He pulled the little handheld device out from the drawer in his desk where he had kept it the past week. Not that he’d been able to use it, of course. The safeties we’d built in ensured neither of us could use it without the other’s explicit permission. He just kept it there to ensure I didn’t try to cheat by reading its history. Not that either of us actually knew how to do that, or if it was even possible, but it was one of the things we had been trying to work out. “Oh, and show me your tits.” He added with his signature cheeky grin.

I sat down on his bed as I started unbuttoning my blouse. “I still don’t get why you just want to look at my boobs all the time. It’s not like they’re anything special.” It’s true. I was only a G-cup, well below most of the other girls in our school. I shuddered a little as the artificially cooled air touched my bare skin, although it was better than the alternative sweltering heat his room had before we agreed to use the device to make air conditioning standard in every bedroom.

He chuckled a little. “Believe me, your tits are plenty special to me.” I blushed a little. While I was a little flattered, he also worried me slightly. Was he coming on to me? Up until then our relationship had been fully platonic, and I wasn’t really looking for romance.

“Look, let’s just stay on topic. I’ve got a game to win!”

“Oh-ho-ho! Little miss cocky-pants. Let’s see what you’ve got!”

I thought back to the prior week, all the little inconsistencies I’d been picking up on, everything that Josh reacted strangely to, and I felt ok with my first guess. “Ok, guess number one: You made my applied blowjobs class longer.” It made sense. Applied Blowjobs was twice as long as any of my other classes. Even Advanced Cock Warming, which was all about extended periods of time! I could even recall my lab partner Michelle saying class felt longer than usual while we were waiting for the guy we were double BJing to get hard again.

My confident smile faltered as Josh started cackling. “Hahahaha! Oh my god! Nope! That’s wrong!” He was laughing so hard he was clutching his sides.

Alright, he can be a bit of a showboat sometimes, but usually it’s more ironic. This just felt bad. I stood up and walked over to him with my arms crossed. “Hey, man. It’s just a game. This is honestly kinda hurtful.”

He recovered from his laughing fit and sat up straight. “Oh, sorry.” He did look genuinely apologetic. “It’s just… uh…” He faltered a little as he looked up at me, his eyes centering on my tits. “You just gotta think bigger!” He squeezed my breasts with both hands to emphasize his point, apparently not realizing the irony of fondling the smallest tits in the school while saying the word bigger. “You really think I’m using one of my five changes just to mess with your schedule? Does that sound like me?”

I sighed, both in mild arousal as he kept stimulating my boobs, and in acquiescence. He was right. Josh always goes 110% all in on everything he does. If I was going to outsmart him I’d have to take that into account, and with only four guesses left I’d need a perfect score to win.

I disregarded the other ideas I had. Clearly based on that reaction it wasn’t just going to be a change to the bedsheet color in the General Fuckery classroom. I set my mind once more to finding something he might have changed.

Suddenly I had another idea. I thought back to the first thing he had done every time he’d seen me for the past week. I slapped my forehead, it was so obvious. “Oh, duh! Guess two: You made women cover their breasts with clothes.” That’s why he kept asking to see my tits! He was used to me being topless! It was the same thing he had done at the milk bar a month ago, how did I not think he’d be doing it again once he got access to the device?

A huge smile widened on his face. He laughed, but this time he was laughing with me instead of against me. “See! There’s the big ideas girl I know. You’re correct!” A rush of pride washed over me as he said that. Phew. Even if I lost now, at least I was on the board. He suddenly took his hands off of me and picked the device back up from his desk. “So, can I get permission to change the world to women being topless?”

That’s a little strange. “Uh. Sure?” I figured we’d just do them all at once at the end but that works too. Permission granted, his fingers started flying over the device and within moments I felt the world shifting.

Being aware of a reality shift as it happens is a strange experience. I could feel the memories of the reality I now knew to be fake, the one where I had worn these uncomfortable pieces of cloth over my boobs, getting foggier and foggier. At the same time the correct memories slotted back into place. I looked over at the floor near Josh’s bed where I had discarded my. Uh. What had it been called? A blooze? The thing I had walked in wearing on my top. Whatever it was, it was rapidly fading away. I could still remember a lifetime of hiding my nipples from the world, but it seemed so weird, foreign. I had really thought it was ok to **** men to wait for me to give them access to my tits for an entire week? We all did? I shuddered a little at the thought.

“That’s one point. Just two more to tie me and one more to win!” Josh remained sitting, but spread his legs and patted his lap. “Why don’t you blow me to celebrate?”

I rolled my eyes a little. That sounded more like a celebration for him than me. Regardless, I dutifully got to my knees and set about freeing his cock from his jeans. It took a moment, and I needed him to help shimmy them down a little, but eventually we managed and I took his length into my mouth. Those long Applied Blowjobs classes were paying off too, as I could taste and feel his delicious member entering my throat on the first try without even gagging.

I placed my hands on his thighs for better leverage as I bobbed up and down on his cock, passively enjoying the rich flavor as I considered my next guess. Did anything else he had done in the past week hint at something?

Before long Josh was a panting, squirming mess. “F-fuck, Soph, I’m gonna cum.” … huh. That’s strange of him to warn me.

I popped his dick out of my mouth for a second to check. “Is there somewhere specific you wanted to do it?” While my mouth was preoccupied with talking I used my hand to fondle his balls, just to keep up the stimulation. I didn’t want to touch his shaft while he was outside my mouth just in case that made him cum and he actually did want it in my mouth.

“What? No, I was just. Giving you a heads up.”

Ok, this must be part of a change. Had he done something to his cum? He was starting to go soft again so I gave the head of his penis a lick to bring him back up. I flinched a little as I got a gross salty taste of some pre along with the delicious taste of his cock. Wait a second…

“I’ve got it! Guess three: you made cum taste bad!” That’s why he had felt the need to warn me, because he thought I wouldn’t like the taste! That’s so sweet of him.

“Correct again!” He picked the device back up “can I change that one back?”

I nodded. “Permission granted.” As I moved my head back onto his crotch.

I once again got that vertigo feeling as reality returned to normal. I was excited for this one. No longer would cum be the disappointing end to an otherwise great flavor, now it’d just be 100% great all the way through. Cumswapping with Michelle is going to get so much easier!

It wasn’t long before he was cumming and I got to sample the new(well, I guess it’s actually old) flavor. It didn’t actually taste any different than it had for the past week, it was more like my tastebuds had been changed to find the salty bitterness appealing.

After swallowing Josh’s cum and licking his cock clean I leaned back. “Alright. That’s two to three. One more and I tie you. You feeling nervous?”

“Ha! Not yet I’m not. My last three changes are all pretty out there. No way you figure them out.” His shit-eating confident grin was back. I also noticed he hadn’t put his cock away yet, signaling that he was planning on using me again once he got hard.

“Pretty out there changes, huh?” I once again tried to think of anything from the past week that stood out to me. The only discrepancy I could find had been on the first day after Josh made the changes, when our classmate Peter had been too impatient for me to take my shorts off and tore a hole in them instead. I had settled on wearing skirts for the rest of the week. Is that anything?

Wait, why was I wearing shorts at all? I knew Peter liked to pound my ass first thing in homeroom. Was that the change?

“Uhh. Guess four: you made me wear shorts?”

Josh looked surprised for a moment before he steepled his fingers in thought. “Hmm. I’ll give it to you!”

“Woohoo! Tie game!” I jumped up and down in celebration, sending my tiny titties bouncing ferociously. “Wait, what did you change if it wasn’t exactly that?”

I noticed his penis start to grow hard again as he answered. “I made it so that women can wear anything other than short skirts at all.”

My mouth hung open in shock. “Wait, really? That was you??” I was surprised, but thinking about it, it made sense. Even the skirt I was wearing that only reached to my knees was inconvenient to hold up for a long period of time if someone wanted something more extensive.

By the time I recovered from my surprise Josh already had the device in his hands. “Permission to fix the world?”

“Granted.”

I felt the world spin again. The memory of Peter ripping through my favorite shorts replaced with a much more mundane memory of him simply flipping up my skirt and using me like normal.

I looked down at the thing I was now wearing, which before the change would have been more accurately described as a belt than a skirt. Of course, I knew this was a completely practical way to dress.

Josh’s eyes bulged as my pussy came into view. “Ha. Haha! It’s all tied up! Better make this last guess count.”

I was already ahead of him. Running through the halls of my mind palace searching for anything else that could let me win this game. While I focused on my thoughts Josh walked over and pushed me into a lying position.

His cock pistoning in and out of my snatch distracted me slightly from my thoughts. Wait a second…

“Josh!!” I cried.

He paused for a moment, like a deer in the headlights.

“You forgot to put a condom on!” Phew. I was glad I noticed before he came in me. I didn’t want to get pregnant, obviously.

His face contorted in confusion. “Wait, what? You still care about that?”

“Of course I care about that! I’m not trying to be a mom!” Hold on. He definitely knew this about me already. Had he just given up another change? “Um. Wait, is this part of one of your changes?”

He gave me a blank look back, which I recognized as him trying way too hard at a poker face.

“Aha! Guess five: you made it so women need to use condoms for birth control!” I figured if he was used to not using a condom, that means we must have had some other kind of birth control he had taken away.

“Correct again! Congratulations, you win!” He looked far too happy for someone who just announced his own defeat, although that might have been because he had started once again thrusting into my pussy.

My celebratory moans were cut short as I noticed that he wasn’t stopping. “H-hey! Wait! Go change things back before you cum in me! We don’t know what will happen if I’m already pregnant when you make the change!”

“Sorry, Sophes! It’s too late for that!” In horror I felt him unload deep inside of me. The physical sensation was nice but it was outweighed a thousand times over by the fear of what getting pregnant at 18 would do to my life.

“Go change it back! Quickly!”

He quickly extracted himself from my soiled pussy, and I looked down to see some of his cum start to leak out of me. I panicked, picturing how my life would come crumbling down around this child if Josh couldn’t reinstate birth control in time. I wouldn’t be able to go to college, even though I’d already been accepted at Sluts U. I wouldn’t be able to hold a job if I had to be taking care of a toddler. Dating would be a nightmare.

Suddenly, a wave of calm washed over me. Why was I so concerned with being pregnant? I pictured my stomach, stretched out and full. My breasts, milky and leaking. I shuddered with arousal. Now I get it, Josh hadn’t removed other forms of birth control, he’d made everyone think it was a big deal to get pregnant at all. I giggled a little at how silly it seemed to be worried about something like that.

Josh cautiously looked over at me from the other side of the room. “We good?”

I wiped a glob of his cum from my thigh and licked it off. Mmm! “Yeah, we good.”

He still wasn’t putting his penis away. Damn, he was insatiable today.

A thought occurred to me. “Hey, what was your last change?”

“Hmm?”

“You made five changes. I only got four of them. What was the last one?”

His eyes darted around the room. “Oh! Uh, it’s…” he pointed at the wall behind me. “The walls of my room used to be white.”

I looked at the beige walls of his bedroom. “You jerk!” I walked over and punched him in the arm playfully. “Big ideas my ass.”

He rubbed his arm a little. “Yeow. I probably deserve that.”

“Well, now that that’s over, you wanna play smash bros or something?”

His face lit up. “Sure!” As I fished around in my bag for the console he took one of my nipples in his mouth, no doubt practicing for a few months from now when my tits would be swollen with milk.

It’s so nice to have a best friend who really gets you.