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Chapter 5 by triangletoast triangletoast

Who does she sit with?

The boy alone in the back

Lilian thought about going to sit near Riley and Ryan but there weren't any open spots near them. As she walked down the bus she noticed that everyone was staring at her and then whispering to each other. While she assumed it was because she was new face, an outsider, the reality was that it had nothing to do with her face and everything to do with her chest. Her undersized top pressed tight against her bare chest, stretching just enough to be faintly see-through up close.

She continued making her way down the bus but couldn't build up the courage to sit next to anyone, fearing they would shun her for not being one of them. When she reached the end of the bus there were plenty of free seats but Lilian was determined to at least attempt to make a new friend before school started. Going back to the front would be too awkward now, leaving her with only one option.

He was sitting alone on the seats just in front of the back row, his bag occupying the space next to him and his head down watching something on his phone. He had short brown greasy hair that likely hadn't been brush in a long time and was a bit on the larger side compared to everyone else she had seen so far. He was wearing a set of headphones with odd triangles on top of them, so Lilian leaned in close in an attempt to get his attention.

"Helllloooo" She cooed while trying to maintain her balance as the bus shook.

The boy slid his headphones off and then looked up at her with wide eyes, because he was so close to the screen Lilian assumed.

After a moment of getting no response Lilian smiled nervously and continued her introduction.

"I'm new here and was maybe wondering if i could sit next to you?" Lilian internally cheered at her flawless delivery, something made doubly difficult thanks to how distracting her tits were being on the shaky bus ride without a bra.

"No thanks" The boy replied almost reflexively and the smile immediately dropped from Lilian's face. How could she be so stupid, he was clearly busy watching something and wouldn't want to be interrupted. Not to mention that his bag being on the seat was probably because something delicate was inside, he wouldn't want to have to move it somewhere unsafe. Then an idea flashed across her mind.

"What if I sit in your lap so you don't have to move your bag? I wouldn't mind if you still wanted to watch your show as well!" Lilian worried too much of her desperation seeped into her voice, but the boy didn't seem to notice.

"Really? You would be willing to do that just to sit with me?" He replied with a slight confusion that, in turn confused Lilian. She had been sitting on her brother and daddy's lap for her entire life, was is to odd to do that with a stranger?

"Yeah of course!" She didn't know if she had stumbled onto some faux pas but she hoped projecting confidence would sway him.

"Alright then, but if your serious you'll have to sit facing me." He said before adding "For safety, of course"

Lilian wasn't sure how that would make the position safer, but she had been on very few bus trips in her life and so deferred to his judgment. She moved past his bag and climbed on top of his lap, thankful she was wearing a skirt today to she could bend her legs enough to reach around his lap. Once she was on top of his lap she still felt a bit unstable so she grabbed onto his arms, her tits resting just below his face now.

"Thanks for letting me sit with you" She said as she adjusted her position on his lap. "I'm Lilian and its a pleasure to meet you!"

"Oh umm, likewise. You can... you can call me John." He stammered out, taken aback by how willing this strange girl had been to climb on his lap.

"So ah, tell me about yourself. What were you watching on your phone before I got on?" She said as she continued to adjust her position on his crotch. His phone must have been poking her from his pocket and her attempts to change its position with her lower half seemed to be futile.

"It's not important, do you need me to give you a hand staying on top of me?" He asked, reason rushing from his head and blood rushed elsewhere.

"Thanks, that's so sweeeEEt!" She hadn't even finished her sentience before he grabbed her butt, digging his fingers into it.

His grip was a little painful, but she knew he just wanted to be helpful and was probably just making sure she couldn't slip off. His phone was still digging into her and she couldn't move much while his hands held her so tight so she moved her hand to act as a barrier between them.

"Sorry your phone is brushing against me, can I just push it down?" She said as she began feeling the bulge underneath her.

"Hnngh Yes god yes, If you keep stroking it up and down It'll go away really soon!" He replied with a tenseness to his voice, his breathing quickening.

"He's having such a hard time supporting my weight" She thought as she began idly brushing up and down the phone in his pants. "And yet he hasn't asked me to get off because he knows i wanted to sit with him! I hope everyone at this school is even half as nice as the people I've met so far!"

She felt a little awkward, sitting on his lap silently while attempting to move his phone with light caressing, but judging by the look on his face he was in too much strain to make conversation. Just as she was going to ask if she should get up the bus came to a sudden stop, the shock and motion of which caused her to tighten her grip and jerk forward. Even with John's tight grip on her butt she still shunted forward enough that her tits ended up smothering his face. John gave a low, guttural grunt, muffled by the bosom he found himself in and finally decided in this moment of bliss that he had, in fact died and some universal admin error sent him to heaven.

Lilian apologised profusely and left the poor boy before she could do him anymore harm. She hadn't made the best impression, but she'd tried and now she was off the bus, in front of the gates to a real school! With buildings, statues and students everywhere for her to meet and befriend!

Thankfully she'd memorised her classes but without her bag she lacked any books or stationary. As the excitement and fear of the reality of her situation set in, she decided whether she would ask to borrow supplies from class or look in the lost and found for spare equipment?

Go to class or check for spare supplies

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