“... So Danika ended up spilling chemicals everywhere and now my textbook smells like sulphuric acid,” Jez rambled as she and Milton walked along the sidewalk towards Jez’s House. He couldn’t help but stare at her firm buttocks that swayed back and forth as she walked. Jez knee he was doing it but didn’t seem to care in the slightest. Instead she just continued to talk about a day that had been completely different less than an hour ago. Danika had worked with Zoe during chemistry class and spilled acid on her book but now not only was in Jez who had worked with her but she had also finished the lab instead of getting flustered and quitting.
Jez was now this incredibly smart, incredibly athletic, and incredibly hot girl with a talkative demeaner and cool attitude. Milton wasn’t even sure if he had originally been attracted to this kind of girl or not but now that she was here he couldn’t get enough of her clever voice. They walked and talked for what seemed like forever until suddenly she stopped outside a house that Milton hadn’t ever seen in his life.
It was a three story building that had been crammed into the street where an empty lot had existed since Milton was a child. The dead tree with the tire swing was now alive and capped with a tree fort made of shambled material. A little girl watched them approach from the fort through a telescope and Milton recognized her from multiple sports games. It was one of Zoe’s sisters except she now had tanner skin and brunette hair.
The lawn was stern with abandoned soccer balls, frisbees, and bicycles that were both familiar and alien at the same time. Chipped paint peeled off the house and they had to step over a garden hose to get to the front door. Jez treated this like it was just normal. There was nothing wrong with it and she had probably grown up in the same environment. The front door was opened and Milton found himself in a crammed living room with dozens of shoes stern about. Couches of mismatched colour and state of quality clumped together in the living room and a girl who reminded Milton of Zoe’s older sister lay on one of them while talking on the phone. She glanced at the two entering and Milton was caught off guard by her green eyes. He could explidly recall Veronica having brown eyes. She was the same girl but now had tan skin like Jez.
Upstairs was a series of photos but in the center was a solitary picture of the family. Zoe’s four sisters and Jess’s brother all stood around two adults who looked like a combination of the parents. The mother looked like Jess’s except she now appeared mixed race, like one of her parents had been black. The father was a hodgepodge of elements and had a stocky build and moustache. They were once again alien but familiar at the same time.
But finally they entered Jezelle’s room and it didn’t quite fit with either Zoe or Jess. Due to her new status as the smartest kid in the grade and the most athletic Jez had a neat and organized room. Everything was in order and clean. It was orderly, organized, and gave Milton a clue of her schedule. She had a calander marked with events on it that ranged from tests to practices. Important to him was a series of dates marked down for literal date nights. He grinned and quickly made a mental note about that Thursday. Jez has, in the meantime, slipped her bag off and was unloading it and placing things in the right spots with a smile on her face. Milton watched her butt as she bent down and after she stood up he glanced to his right to see one of Jez’s Little sisters watching him and giggling. He immediately shut the door earning them a little privacy.
“I’m going to read the next chem chapter for Tuesday. You can join me if you want to,” Jez announces but Milton felt like doing literally anything but that. He slumped on the bed while Jez studiously opened her textbook that still smelt of sulphur and got to reading. He watched her head work and began looking around at all the accomplishments this girl had. Awards on her walls, trophies on display, and everything was so poised and proper that he couldn’t help but feel a little sense of pride. He had created this girl and she could give a blowjob of the same quality as her grades. He wanted to find out what fucking her felt like but the stomping of feet above him alerted him to the fact that any sexual act between the two of them in this house would result in one of Jez’s many siblings hearing or seeing something.
Boredom began to grip him and with a slow glance at Jez he reached into his own gym bag and withdrew the chronivac certain it could do something to allieviate his boredom until Jez was finished.