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Color - SORRY! (not sorry) 03
🕑 Added 2020-10-07 02:42:33 +0000 UTCThe boy’s first day at class had not gone particularly well. He was late to his first class because, as usual, he had a run in with his cousin before leaving, and his second class was canceled due to organizational issues. With nothing else to do, he decided to spend his time wandering the campus to get to know it better.
Uptown Port Solei and the campus in particular was a sight to behold. He couldn’t help but wonder at how diverse the people were here. Almost everyone was a mutant, and he had the sneaking suspicion that even those who looked normal were hiding a mutation here or there. There was such a blending of cultures too! Mutants from all over the world immigrated to Port Solei. It was like the mutant United Nations. The only familiar sight he saw was his cousin in the college cafeteria, but she didn’t see him… or maybe she just ignore him.
Before he knew it he had to be on his way home. Strangely, his aunt’s car wasn’t there. She must have had a long day at work. The lights were on though, which meant his cousin probably arrived before him.
He entered the house and made his way to his room, stopping to notice his cousin’s slightly cracked door. He peeked inside to see her wearing a baggy sweat shirt and wrinkled sweatpants. She looked like a wreck, like she just woke up, but nonetheless she was still gorgeous. As his cousin started to turn around, the boy quickly grabbed the door and tugged it shut. “Shit!” he exclaimed. “She almost saw me.”
He left his backpack in his room and went downstairs to prepare a sandwich, where he found a note taped to the refrigerator.
Kids. I will be coming home a bit late today. There is a birthday party at my office and we are staying late to celebrate. Feel free to help yourself to anything in the fridge for dinner. Don’t wait up, and don’t get into any mischief ok?
“Mischief, right. I’d die if I got into any more trouble. If she only wasn’t so-“
“What are you talking about?” came the familiar voice of his cousin behind him. His heart immediately sank. He had the feeling he would end up grounded somehow, even with his Aunt away for the night.
He was treated with a bit of a surprise as he turned around. His cousin looked totally different! She was wearing a new topo that highlighted her breasts and a tartan miniskirt that showed off her thighs. She also wore some black ankle boots, also obviously new, and had even put on some makeup.
“Wait, what, who, how, when did you change?” the boy said, flabbergasted.
“Change? What the heck are you talking about? I wore this outfit to school today and I’ve been wearing it ever since.”
She was lying, and the boy knew she was lying. Not only did he spot her at school, and she was NOT wearing that outfit, but mere minutes ago she was lounging in bedwear!
“So, how was your first day?” asked the girl with a sly smile.
“Not great. Didn’t get to go to any classes,” he said finishing up his sandwich. “I was late, and everything else was just kind of in chaos. I hope the rest of the year goes better.”
“Sucks…” his cousin said “better luck next time.”
“What about you?” he said before taking a bite of his makeshift dinner.
“Was fine. Ran into a few friends from AHS.”
“AHS?”
“Access High School, it’s the big mutant high in the center of town. Anyway, we caught up. The classes were pretty easy. We did some basic syllabus stuff and then left early for the day.”
“Easy? Heh, I’m overwhelmed just keeping my schedule together.”
“Well it just so happens that my intelligence matches my beauty, hehe.”
“I guess everything must come easy to you then.” Both kids laughed in a small moment of awkward romantic tension before the girl broke the silence by taking the sandwich right out of her cousin’s hands.”
“Hey! That’s mine!” said the boy, his stomach speaking louder than his brain.
“I’m doing you a service. You can stand to lose a few pounds. Besides, sharing will make you feel better about your crummy day.” She took a bite of the sandwich and a large glop of mayonnaise fell out and onto her breasts, drippling down her cleavage. “YUCK! Are you serious? Who the heck puts this much mayo on a sandwich. Ugh, and its warm too.”
“I uh… I just… I really like… mayo…” the boy said, watching it drip down her chest and getting a million impure thoughts along the way.
“STOP STARING YOU PERVERT!” she said, hucking the sandwich at his shirt, splattering the mayo everywhere.
“Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!” the boy said, frustrated that he did it again. He watched his cousin stomp away angrily, heels clicking on the floor, as he tried to brush the mayo off himself. “I can’t keep doing this…” he thought “Ewww… I’m so sticky… maybe I do use too much mayo.”
“Hey idiot!” His cousin yelled. He looked up only to receive her mayonnaise stained top right to the face. She was now standing there, in front of him, at the foot of the stairs, topless, with the mayo still dripping down her chest, only her arms covering her indecency. “Go wash it while I shower.”
His cousin swayed her hips as she walked to the bathroom. Now he had to do laundry, clean up his sandwich, clean himself up, and struggle with all the thoughts that were racing through his head. When on Earth was he going to find time to study.
