Moving too Quickly

Kevin and Linda stood frozen in the dimly lit bathroom, their hearts pounding in unison. The girl's footsteps echoed louder and closer. Kevin could feel Linda's grip on his arm tighten, her breath shallow and unsteady.

The door creaked open, and Kevin held his breath. The girl stood at the entrance, peering around suspiciously. 'What's going on?' she thought, taking a step inside, her eyes scanning the empty bathroom.

For a moment, it felt like time had stopped. Kevin could almost hear Linda's pulse racing next to him as they pressed themselves into the shadows of the cubicle. His mind raced, wondering if they were about to be caught.

The girl's curiosity seemed to wane after a long, tense moment. With a quiet sigh, she muttered something under her breath and left the bathroom, the door slowly creaking shut behind her.

Kevin and Linda didn't move right away, listening carefully to make sure she had gone. After what felt like forever, Kevin gently nudged Linda, and they both quietly slipped out of the cubicle, tiptoeing toward the door. Their eyes met briefly—relief mixed with the lingering intensity of their earlier moment.

They exited the bathroom silently, making their way back to class. Kevin could still feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, but as they returned to their seats, the atmosphere shifted back to normal. Linda shot him a quick glance, her face still flushed, but she quickly turned her attention to the teacher.

Kevin, trying to focus on the lesson, felt a slight vibration in his pocket. He discreetly glanced at his phone, and a familiar blue screen popped up.

**[You have done well, and the system has decided to reward you.]**

**[All stats +7]**

Kevin's eyes widened. "All stats +7?" he thought, trying not to react outwardly. That was a huge boost, much more than he had received before. He felt a strange surge of energy wash over him—his mind seemed clearer, his body more aware of everything around him.

But that wasn't all. The system wasn't done.

**[You're going to need it.]**

Kevin's heart skipped a beat. What was that supposed to mean?

Before he could dwell on it, another message popped up:

**[New Quest: Visit the strip club close to the main plaza at Colard Street.]**

Kevin's eyes narrowed. A strip club? Why on earth was the system sending him there? He glanced around the classroom, making sure no one had noticed his distraction. The last thing he needed was to draw attention to himself.

The system's quests were getting stranger, and Kevin couldn't help but wonder what was going on. He shifted in his seat, feeling the weight of the new quest hanging over him. Something told him this wasn't going to be a simple task.

'Just what is going on?' Kevin thought, his mind racing. The system was pushing him toward something bigger—something he wasn't sure he was ready for.

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Kevin walked into his house, the door clicking shut behind him. The familiar quiet of home greeted him as he stepped into the hallway. His mom, a stay-at-home mother, was still in the living room, lounging comfortably. She didn't need to work; his dad's success had ensured that their family was well-off enough to not worry about financial issues. Even his lazy stepmother had it easy, living comfortably without lifting a finger.Without saying a word, Kevin headed straight to his room. Dropping his school bag onto the floor, he ran a hand through his hair, feeling the weight of the day still hanging on him. The system's new quest echoed in his mind, stirring up thoughts about what lay ahead.After a few minutes of trying to clear his head, he decided to head down to the kitchen for a bite to eat. As he made his way down the stairs, the aroma of a late lunch lingered in the air. His mom noticed him coming into the kitchen and gave him a soft smile."Hey, honey," she said casually, her eyes following him as he moved to the fridge. "How was school?"Kevin shrugged, grabbing a snack and biting into it. "Same as usual," he mumbled, trying to keep his tone casual.But something tugged at him—a task unfinished. He couldn't just leave without saying anything."By the way," he began, his voice a little more serious now, "I'm not going to be home for a while tonight."His mom's smile faltered as she turned to face him fully. Her brow furrowed in concern. "What do you mean? Where are you going?" Her questions started coming quickly, one after the other, like a rapid-fire interrogation. "Why are you going out so late? What time are you coming back? Who's going with you? Are you meeting someone?"Kevin sighed, trying to stay patient as she continued. "I'll be out by 9 and probably won't be back until really late," he explained, keeping his tone as neutral as possible.His mom's worry grew more obvious, and it wasn't just because of a sudden sense of parental concern. There was something else—something deeper that had been developing ever since Kevin had started changing, ever since her strange, newfound attraction to him had crept into her thoughts. She wasn't sure why she was so drawn to him lately, but the feeling was undeniable.Her eyes lingered on him for a second longer than usual before she spoke again. "But why so late? I don't like the idea of you being out so late, Kevin." There was a hint of something in her voice that wasn't just worry—it was something more protective, more possessive.Kevin, sensing the shift in her tone, tried to brush it off. "It's nothing. Just something I've got to take care of," he said, turning his back to grab a drink from the fridge, avoiding her gaze.His mom stepped closer, her worry growing by the second. "Kevin, where are you going?" she pressed. "You've been acting strange lately… I just—" She stopped herself, biting her lip. "I just don't want you getting into trouble."Kevin could feel the weight of her concern pressing down on him. He turned around to face her, his expression softer now. "I'll be fine, Mom. Don't worry," he said, trying to reassure her. But her eyes told him she wasn't convinced.There was a tension in the air that neither of them could quite explain. His mom's attraction to him, though unspoken, was gnawing at the edges of their conversation. She didn't want him to leave, not because she feared for his safety, but because she felt uneasy about him slipping further away from her.Kevin gave her a small smile, trying to lighten the mood. "I promise, I won't be out too long."His mother nodded, though her expression remained clouded with worry. She didn't know why, but the thought of Kevin being away for the night unsettled her in a way she hadn't expected.

Kevin was just about to leave the kitchen when he heard heavy footsteps behind him, distinct and deliberate. Before he could turn around and say anything, he felt something—soft, warm, and familiar—pressing against his back. He froze, recognizing immediately what it was.A pair of soft, squishy breasts pushed firmly against him, and he knew before even turning his head that it was Samantha, his dad's lazy, but ever-present, wife.Kevin's breath caught for a moment, but he quickly composed himself, about to step away. Before he could, Samantha's voice cut through the air, soft and with a strange undertone of uncertainty. "I won't let you leave so easily," she whispered, almost like she was trying to convince herself of her boldness rather than him.