Chapter 155 - #155 /the den/

As it turns out that place was a jazzy little cybercafé called Paris.exe which Olive had some manner of connection to. Paige had said Olive owned it but I assumed that meant her family did. It was an odd mix of sleepy bar and supped up nerd shack. With multiple outlets situated next to classy leather furniture and the best internet connection money could buy. I was a little surprised I hadn't heard of it but it seemed a little lacking in the customer department. Barring us there was only a handful of other people. Which was admittedly just how I liked it. It meant there was a lack of crowds but perhaps more importantly a presence of space which meant I could navigate without my blubber knocking off someone. We settled on a broad couch and table in one of the corners with a small chair adjacent. Between the three of us there was only one person who could fit on the chair which inevitably meant Paige and I took the couch. Or rather swallowed the couch beneath our collective butts, we were practically on top of each other given our widths. One would think they'd be more accommodating given that nerds are usually on the bigger end of things. But even as I thought that I acknowledged my concept of relative weights had long since been crushed.

As Olive and I settled in, Paige waddled off to grab our orders. It was a touch awkward. To my knowledge it was the first time we had ever been properly alone in a social context and her beauty had me sweating bullets. She was the sort of hot that something as small as the fact she was sitting with one leg crossed on top of the other was terribly distracting. I normally liked my thighs closer to tree trunks than twigs when it came to other girls but something about Olive just rocked skinny fit. “Hey DD you alright?” she asked me with a flash of concern that made my heart flutter. “Yeah, sorry just breathing it in is all” I lied through my teeth though. “Oh really, this place is kind of boring if you ask me…I find you much more interesting” she said with a smile that causes me to fidget a little. My tiny motions causing the occasional creak from the couch's springs. I wasn't sure how to respond to that one. “I'm not all that interesting” I protested. That was somewhat untrue on a factual level. But that was hard to explain without bringing up the reality altering app. “How does that expression go” she murmured for a few moments her accent flaring up. “Ah yes,“I call bull” ” she said with a wide beaming grin that contrasted adorably with the slight crudeness of her statement.

Before I could muster a response, I was interrupted by three sturdy but slightly low-quality laptops being dumped on the table in front of us. “Sorry to interrupt As much as I'd love to watch this summers hottest rom com, J cups and standing for long periods of time are a much less romantic coupling” Paige apologized with a wry grin as she let her bulky rear fall onto her side of the couch. I let out a yelp given she half landed on me. “I’d apologize for that but you got the best view in the house out of it, so I'd consider it an even trade” she added and flashed me a grin. I'd have been lying if I said the sight of her massive breasts bouncing up hadn’t replaced all pain with joy at the moment of impact. “You realize those things can't solve everything right” Olive said with a sigh rubbing the bridge of her nose with a dainty finger. “Maybe ones as small as yours can't” Paige fired back sticking her tongue out prompting Olive to do the same.

“As much as I’d love to watch more of next summer's spiciest comedy, I'm a little confused” I slid into the conversation eying the laptops with a certain amount of confusion. “Oh god you didn’t think we were going to just sit around and talk like normies did you?” Paige asked flustering me a little bit. “This is a safe space” Olive said overly seriously before falling into a chuckling fit. “I'm not going to question your cred or anything but….” I said eying the popular confident and extroverted red head with a certain amount of suspicion. “I once spent a summer programing software to predict which of my classmates would have big boobs when we got back” Olive said smiling with a hint of nostalgia. That earned her an eyebrow raise of curiosity. “Did it work?” I questioned bemusedly. “It got all the results right…. except for one” she said chuckling and straightening her back for emphasis. “Alright in that case you definitely don't have your normie card anymore" I told her as the three of us began to get the laptops setup.

There was a slight battle for table space, each of us had a coffee a rack of relatively prodigious size and a laptop. Which meant we had to figure out how to fit the tit flesh the beverages and the computers onto the regular sized table. We had it mostly figured out after some embarrassing and slightly arousing jostling of chests that ended with Paige bubba tea cup situated in her seemingly miraculous cleavage. I wasn't sure what I was going to be doing. Even if she was a fellow nerd it wasn't like I was going to be able to browse the sort of things I usually browsed. Though admittedly since Paige was the only one who could actually see it, I might've gotten away with it. I figured I'd just browse some social media pages, or maybe check out the latest viral video. I could always play Solitaire albeit poorly. “That's interesting…” Paige muttered with an unusual tone in her voice. I blinked wondering what she was talking about before actually paying attention to my screen. It seemed L.B.L Ups advanced edition had downloaded and automatically opened. In public. On a community laptop. In plain view of Paige.

“Is this.... the thing?” Paige asked me with obvious interest in her voice. I reached across and slammed the screen down with surprising pace given my figure. Olive let out a little yelp at the suddenness of my movements. “Yeah the last person to use it....” I started to say before trailing off. “It’s fine...no need to explain” Olive said with a confident shrug. Paige shooting me a concerning mischievous glance. “It looked bigger than I remembered” the goth questioned. I doubt she had that good a view of the situation. Given there was a literal sea of blubber between her and the phone screen. “It’s different on the PC version” I answered honestly as I eased up the laptop screen again. Sure, enough the app hadn’t gone anywhere and was still fully booted on the files tab. The long list of its targets, ranging from my friends, to my recently defeated enemy. “I don’t suppose I could play the.... I was traumatized so you totally have to show me how it works card could I” Paige whispered, flashing me puppy dog eyes. “You don’t seem all that traumatized to me” I said poking a finger onto her table filling tits. “But think of my back...” she murmured in a sobby voice. I squinted at her suspiciously. “Okay my back is fine...but come on it’ll be fun” she objected raising her voice and causing Olive to shoot us a raised eyebrow.

“If you two are going to look at porn in public...as embarrassing as that is...at least invite me” Olive said with a slight pout on her face. Paige and I letting out a batch of giggling at her assumption. From one perspective she wasn’t all wrong. Given the shared predilections between Paige and I. When she put it that way it oddly made me want to show Paige even more. Somehow, I figured it might be nice to hear the thoughts of a fellow pervert other than Eliza. “We’re watching the smuttiest smut imaginable...so hot your virgin eyes couldn’t handle it” Paige teased, and Olive rolled her eyes. “Fine...just don’t enjoy yourself too much...we’re already risking being thrown out for property damage” Olive teased giving one of Paige's oversized thighs a kick beneath the table. I knew it probably wasn’t a good idea to show off my reality altering fetish app. But at the same time, I was more than a little passionate about its contents. There was just one thing.

“Okay okay, fine, I’ll show you, but Olive can’t see it” I whispered into the goth girls' ear. Which got me a laugh. A long fit of giggling that took a while to calm down. “I solemnly swear” she said. “I’d put my hand over my heart but...there’s a lot in the way and limited space” she explained with a facial expression of faux innocence. Despite her sarcastic nature she did seem to be taking it relatively seriously. With that in mind I felt a bit of pride as I straightened up the screen to give us both the full view. “This is the files section, it’s got all sorts of juicy information on anyone I’ve used the app on” I whispered and earned a little gasp from the goth. “You’ve used it on this many people?” she interrogated. “Well some of them are just crossfire from grinding” I explained quickly. Earning me a nod. Based on her immediate understanding it seemed she had played an RPG or two in her day. A fellow woman of culture.

As I glanced back at the list though I was struck by a revelation of sorts. That with my enemy defeated that I should probably reassess the figures of my friends. Especially since it would allow me to confirm that they hadn’t fallen victim to anything during the second incident. Sure, they had seemed normal during our after-school meetup but there were no guarantees. I wasn’t all that sure though till I noticed Paige giving me a look, glancing between me and the screen. Knowing her slightly more self-interested fetish indulgences she was likely interested in checking out her own file. But there was a clear curiosity there towards the other ones as well. “Come on...you got to...which one are we going to start with” she whispered excitedly. I glanced at the screen and sighed knowing that Paige’s enthusiasm had already won. Considering recent events and my own awareness of my enormity there was only one proper place to start. I sighed loud enough for even Olive to notice and clicked on the file near the top, my file.