Book 2: Chapter 11 (1/2)

“Stop fiddling with them, you look fine!” Aiko teasingly slapped my hand away from my boobs.

“A-are you sure they’re straight? I feel like they’re uneven.”

“You know, some girls have uneven boobs naturally. You can cope without every other guy looking at you.”

“Aiko…” I gave Aiko a look and she snickered while looking at me sheepishly.

We had finished cleaning up and reapplying our makeup and were walking through the Academy now. It was starting to grow dark. We headed to one of the female trolleys. I looked around uncomfortably, but Aiko held my hand and gave me a reassuring look. The trolley was crowded, it was a weekend night after all. However, no one seemed to pay Aiko and me any mind. I finally took a chance to relax a bit. Here, I was just another person. It felt nice for once not to earn weird looks all the time.

“Boys rented out the whole club. All of it.” Aiko said casually as we found out spots on the trolly wedged in the middle of a seat.

A worried expression formed on my face. “All of it? That includes… the em… VIP rooms?”

Aiko nodded, and I swallowed some saliva. I rocked my head, trying to avoid thinking about it too deeply. I knew these boys were up to no good. Part of me just wanted to accept this was a normal party. However, this was a different world. Since the guys invited the girls, they would expect to get something. My fist tightened as I thought about Madison being led into that room by that bastard Beethoven or whatever his name was. I absolutely wouldn’t let that happen. I felt my hand being squeezed and I looked down to see Aiko watching me with a gentle smile.

“It’s okay. I’ll help.” As Aiko tried to comfort me, I gave her a reassuring nod, but the frown still didn’t leave my lips.

“Did you hear about the party at the Precipice?” a late-arriving girl standing in front of us whispered to another nearby, immediately piquing my interest.

“I heard the sophomore boys were putting it on, but once the Seniors heard about it, they took over.” the other girl responded.

“There are supposed to be nearly twenty boys there. It’s the largest gathering of men in nearly a year. Getting pregnant would probably be really easy.”

“Yeah, but the party is really exclusive. I heard only like fifty girls have been invited.”

“Fifty? Those lucky girls will get pregnant for sure.” she pouted.

“I heard they invited all the queens though. I think they’re trying to pop all of the stragglers.” The girl chuckled. “I wish I was rich enough to be choosy.”

“Well, say goodbye to the queens.”

Smack! My hand hit the wall, causing the two girls to glance over at me. My teeth were grinding, my eyes closed as I tried to get my breathing under control. The girls only saw another girl acting weird, so they moved farther away out of my earshot. I heard the words “what’s with this slut?” from one of them as they put distance between us. Aiko was hesitantly patting my arm like she was trying to soothe a wild beast. The more I heard about this welcoming party, the more I was starting to hate it.

I had no clue when I got into it what the party was about. I was just here for Madison. Initially, despite my mistrust of other men, I had genuinely thought this was just a simple party. Then after going to the club with Rigor and renting out a VIP room, I was already starting to doubt that this party was so simple. The girl’s conversation just now was all the confirmation I needed. These boys weren’t having a welcoming party. They were having a cherry popping party. Twenty guys, and fifty uptight women. They wanted to get them drunk and fuck as many as they could.

The story Tinya had once told me a long time ago came flashing in my head. Would they take turns? Each man using Madison until they finally dumped her out on the curb, full of cum. Red, hot rage seemed to shoot through me at the thought. I never found myself an angry man. Even when I caught my wife cheating on me, I had avoided aggravated assault. However, this, this made me truly angry. I had just started to grow a bit comfortable in this world having met a few people I could call friends, and now I was back to hating this world again.

“Aiko…” I grabbed Aiko’s arm, my serious look causing her to watch me questioningly. “Be careful in there. Don’t touch anything the boy’s hand you.”

“What? What boys hand me would be dangerous?” Aiko asked.

“… I don’t know.” I shook my head. “Just a bad feeling.”

“Ah, We’re here…” Aiko glanced away, looking around as the trolley came to the stop, avoiding addressing my concerns.

I didn’t push the point. I had too much on my mind right now. As soon as the trolley ended, I pushed my way through the crowd dragging Aiko with me. My only choice now was to push forward until I was able to save the ones I loved. It may be selfish of me, but I wouldn’t allow Madison to make a mistake like this. Even if, in the end, I wasn’t the one she was interested in, it definitely wouldn’t be that asshole.

“It’s about time you showed up!” An older woman with curly grey hair in an apron barked as we walked into the back door. “Is this the new girl you brought?”

“Yes, I’m Cl-“

“Don’t care.” The woman turned, walking forward. “Just do what Aiko does. You two, bring these plates out now. A week ago they told me this was a gathering for ten people. Ten! Suddenly, there are almost a hundred guests! Men have no respect!”

“Yes, ma’am!” I bowed, before running to grab one of the plates behind me.

The woman chuckled. “Well, at least you know proper respect. Maybe you’ll grow on Aiko.”

Aiko rolled her eyes, grabbing the other tray with one hand. As soon as she reached the door, she turned back, pulled down an eye and stuck out her tongue.

“See what I mean?” The woman growled without looking back. “That stunt just got you toilet duty.”

Aiko’s face flushed from being caught, only for her expression to turn sour. She cursed in her native tongue as the pair of us left the kitchen. We ended up walking into the club, much like I remembered it when I had come the previous week. The bar was set up and running. At the moment, there was a table full of refreshments as well, including a punch bowl and various snack foods.

The pair of use separated after a single look. I headed towards the right of the room while she took the left. While I moved to hand out some kind of rolled-up quiche, my eyes scanned the room, looking desperate for Madison. If I had been too late and she was already up in a VIP room, I’d have no way of knowing. If that actually happened, I didn’t know what I’d do.

“You’re cute.”

“Eh!” I made a noise as a woman was suddenly standing in front of me, causing me to stop short.

There were actually five women standing there. Every single girl there was attractive, but there seemed to be something off about them. One had a unibrow. Another was somewhat pudgy. In my old world, they looked a bit like normal women. In this world, however, they were closer to a B class in appearance. For Academy girls, they’d definitely be on the ugly side, even if they would have been fairly normal in my old world. The woman in front of me was the one exception, a beautiful woman with hawk-like eyes, a dark complexion, and full pink lips.

The beautiful dark woman moved close enough to me that her chest almost touched my arm. Meanwhile, the pudgy girl went to my other side and started grabbing quiches, eating two at a time. I gave her a smile, trying to put her at ease and keep my cover.

“T-thank you…” I said, shyly, trying to keep my voice feminine sounding.

“I saw you looking around the room.” The girl said, her smile turning mischievous. “Most common women would be ogling the boys, but you seemed to be looking at the ladies. Is there a particular woman who has your attention?”

“Ah!” I froze, for a second thinking I was found out until my brain thought about it more.

She thought I was a woman who was into other women. I was playing at being a lesbian woman, right? So, the fact that she thought I was into women was fine. If anything, it left me a perfect cover, so I decided to roll with it.

“L-l-lyra…” I let the words come out stiffly while I lowered my head, hoping it came across as shy.

As to why I used Lyra’s name, I didn’t want to give too much away. If I said no one, the girls would only press me. Lyra just happened to be the other person at the party I knew. The fact she was pretty and had a reputation didn’t hurt either.

“Oh, ho… Lyra, is it?” The woman smirked devilishly. “I’ve been trying to recruit her forever. Such a beautiful woman, and hates men too. I wonder why she’s rejected my offers.”

“Your offers?” I asked, swallowing tightly as the girl moved up on me like a predator.

“Ah, I’m the president of Wrath, my name is Rebecca. You’ve heard of it? We’re the Women’s Rights Against the Hierarchy. We fight to topple the Patriarchy.”

“Ah… aren’t we technically in a Matriarchy right now.” I said, looking for an escape, but seeing it quickly closed by the other ladies surrounding me.

“Women may be in charge, but it’s a male society! Men are given all of these unfair benefits just because they can produce seed. Well, men should understand their proper place as cum dispensers!” As Rebecca’s eyes turned fervent, several of the other girls voiced approval. “So, how about it? Come to one of our meetings. I’m sure you’ll find many beautiful women who are more interested in… our type.”

“Uh…”

She took a step closer, her bosom now pressed against my arm. “A pretty girl like you should never be ruined by the likes of a man. You’re far too pure and tasty to be soiled by them. Perhaps you and I could-“

Just as I was feeling desperate, a strong arm wrapped around my body. “Becky! You trying to scare more women away from us lesbians.”

My eyes widened as a familiar voice came from behind me. However, it was not a voice I was expecting to see here at all. I expected Madison to be here. Lyra. The other three queens. I supposed banging Rebecca the lipstick president of Wrath would certainly give someone a lot of credit, but even drunk the chances of getting through the posy she brought with her could be considered zilch.  However, the girl with her chest pressed against me and touching me in such a familiar way was the last woman I’d expected to find.

“S-seriously…” I muttered under my breath. “Do you party every night?”

“Brooke,” Rebecca’s mouth dropped into a frown. “Why did an old slut like you get invited to this thing?”

Brooke shrugged, wrapping an arm across my chest like she was shielding me from them. I would have thought Brooke recognized me and intervened, but the Brooke I knew would never touch a guy so familiarly. No, she thought I was a girl just like the rest of them.

“It must be my award winning personality.” Brooke smirked, sparks clearly flying between the two women.

Of course, I could already guess why she was invited. It must have gotten out that she was a 22-year-old virgin. Just like the Home-cumming Queen, a virgin teacher, Brooke must have also gotten the attention of the male upperclassmen. Perhaps flagrant lesbians were popular prey for men, who just wanted the credentials of popping them. These were the ways men seemed to entertain themselves in this world.

“Don’t listen to a word of this slut here,” Rebecca said indignantly. “She works for a man! Plus, she comes here every night and brings home a different woman. She’s just like a man herself. Putting another notch on her belt.”

“I don’t deny you’re a cute little thing that caught my eye,” Brooke laughed, looking down at me with hungry eyes. “But if you’re afraid of being eaten up by a wolf, Becky here’s the true sadist. At least, when I take your virginity, I take no joy in making it hurt.”

“You bitch…” Rebecca snarled.

“So, how about it sweetie? How about we find a corner and snuggle.”

Since I knew Brooke for some time, naturally, I had thought of us having a relationship. I wondered how far we could get before she realized I was Clyburn. Well, that question wasn’t important. Because I would probably die shortly after finding out the answer. It was just less of a headache continuing to imagine Brooke as simply a friend. Whereas I pushed things farther with Aiko in a sudden moment of lost, I didn’t want to make things weird between Brooke and me. Wait, that’s right, Aiko!

“B-brooke!” I looked over at her. “You probably should go. Aiko is working tonight.”

“Aiko?” Brooke looked like she had been goosed, but only a moment later intense suspicion grew on her face.

She spun me around until I was facing her, staring at my face closely. A moment later, complete shock spread across as she realized the truth. Although I looked a lot different, it was probably the familiarity from which I spoke that gave away who I was.

“Cl-cly…”

“My name is Clarice,” I said, with a smile. “Hello, Brooke.”

“You!” Rather than smiling, Brooke’s expression turned angry, grabbing my shirt roughly. “What are you doing here?”

“Brooke, you brute!” Rebecca snapped. “Let her go!”

The five Wrath girl’s looked like they were about to do something, but Brooke suddenly shot them all a feral look that caused them to step back. She then grabbed my hand and immediately started dragging me away without another word. I shot Rebecca a wave and a reassuring nod as the five women watched us go with a dumbfounded look. They would never guess in a million years what the heck just happened.