Bubble Butts, Boobs, and Bewildering Narrator

Marissa gasped, dramatically clutching her chest as if she had just been personally attacked. "What do you mean it's not real?! Then make it real! I refuse to go unacknowledged!!"

["Apart from that, you don't have a bush."]

Yeah, I do; it's just… trimmed. There's still some hair there. I keep it real neat down there!! Hey! Why are you looking there, anyway?! Pervert! Only Chadwick gets to look there!"

["What about all the viewers who'll see it when it becomes an anime?"]

"You said before that the cameras would only show me from behind," she said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Which, honestly, I don't mind at all, because, well, I've got quite the bubble butt to show off." With that, she spun around, giving Chadwick a big smile and shaking her nude butt a little, causing it to sway and jiggle.

[Chadwick wondered how long she'd been practicing this twerking in front of the mirror each night to perfect it.]

"Is that what I'm wondering?" Chadwick wondered as he watched her butt shake.

Marissa huffed and stopped shaking DAT ass and said, "Jezabelle got her award for presenting on stage in front of adoring fans, yet I get nothing when I'm fully nude. What's the deal? Are my boobs not as good as hers?"

Jezabelle responded, "They're fine; it's just that your hair colour doesn't complement your boobs and complexion as well."

Marissa raised an eyebrow. "What about my pubes?"

Jezabelle shrugged. "They're just brown!"

["You're not the first to go fully naked, though. Aiden Finn, for example, always strips down completely when he heads to the toilet. It's honestly quite the spectacle, with him sweating and grunting as if it's some sort of monumental task for him."]

Marissa scowled. "That disgusting, fat thing! Who the hell cares if he gets naked?"

Chad asked, "Wait, did this event even happen in this novel?"

["It doesn't need to be written down for it to have happened."]

"So you… just made it up?" Chad asked, perplexed.

["Yeah, because thinking about Aiden Finn stripping naked, heaving, and sweating while taking a big shit is my perfect Friday night activity."]

Chad shook his head. (not thing on the end of his wick)"I'm going to ask him to make sure you aren't lying."

["Sounds like a great conversation you two are going to be having. Nice icebreaker."]

Marissa sighed, crossing her arms. "Just admit it. You like Jezabelle's boobs more than mine."

["Ummm… no… actually. I like my own boobs the best."]

"What! How do you have boobs?" Chad asked.

["How do I have boobs, you ask? Well, prepare yourself! I am the ancient and wise oracle of the forgotten realms, the unrivalled sorceress with the power to move mountains, the mystical enchantress whose very presence bends reality, the incomprehensible being that exists beyond time and space, the unstoppable force of nature, the majestic queen of all that is beautiful and good... and also, I am a woman."]

Woah, seriously?! Chad, Jezabelle, and Marissa all gasped together, stunned.

Chad shook his head in disbelief.

"Wait...so you're telling me you're just not a creepy old man spying on everyone?"

Jezabelle scoffed, her eyebrow arched in utter disbelief. "A woman, Mister narrator? No way. I don't buy that for a second!"

["Add my Snapchat, and I'll prove it."]

"Sure, what's your addy? Oh, and send me a vid of you hitting the V-sign... tongue out," Jezabelle requested.

["Sure thing. I can do that… for you... What's your address so I can addy you?"]

"Mine is 'TeaseMePlz5555,'" Jezbelle said.

["My is ***** Removed…. Name removed by THE editor]

["Please stop flirting with characters in your story. This is your first warning."]

In the background, shouting erupted as the narrator was scolded for derailing the story.]

* After a brief, awkward stretch of time... *

["Ummmm... I need to wrap things up before the other narrator takes over," she chuckled, shaking her head. "My editor is being a prick again. Guess I'm going to leave a big mess for the next narrator to deal with… time to make it spicy up in here"]

"Spicy how?! I am still waiting for you to add me to Snapchat, Jezabelle said."

[The notification tone buzzed on Chad's phone with several playful voice samples of Alixia, his waifu, each one sounding sweet and teasing: "It's me, your favourite person~ teehee," "Hey, are you coming home soon? I'm waiting for you~," "I've been thinking about you all day; hurry back!" "Ding ding! You're not planning on staying out too long, are you?" "Boop boop! I'm here, waiting for you... smiles," "You know you'll be in trouble if you're late, right?"

"You have a waifu?!" Jezabelle and Marissa exclaimed, their eyes wide in surprise

[It quickly clicked for both of them—his waifu was Alixia from the hit show The Seraphim Protocol. A character they have been practicing the voice of for years and perfected it to a tee.]

Chad said, "You can do the voice of my waifu?! Sometimes the narrator reading out your thoughts can be a nuisance, but sometimes it can be great for learning information like this!"

"We sure can!! We know every line she's ever spoken, and we can literally say anything in her voice," Jezabelle beamed with a playful sparkle in her eyes.

"Literally anything..." Marissa chimed in, her smile never fading as she glanced at Jezabelle, their smiles growing even wider.

[Chad felt wet and sticky in his tight, unbearably moist boxer briefs, the lingering heat of his earlier encounters with other academy girls keeping him on edge. After spending all day surrounded by hotties and now hearing voice clips from his waifu, the tension was becoming unbearable. His body screamed for release, but he held back—he didn't want to waste it. No, he was saving it for his waifu.]

"Hey, hey!! Narrator, seriously?! You didn't have to spill all that!!" Chad blurted out, his face turning red as he waved his hands frantically. "Some things are meant to stay private, you know!!"

"Sooo, you're getting a bit tense down there, Chaddy-wick~?" Jezabelle cooed in a playful, sing-song voice, tilting her head with an impish giggle. She perfectly matched the voice of his waifu, Alixia—to a tee, mimicking every inflection and nuance flawlessly.

As she walked closer to Chad, her exposed breasts, still visible in her backwards swimwear, pressed against his arm. Her nipples felt like the noses of two small poodles, soft and eager, brushing against his skin in a way that made his body tense. Her movements were deliberate, the closeness charged with a palpable heat, and Chad could feel the undeniable pressure of her body against his.

Marissa flashed a big smile, her eyes twinkling with teasing excitement. "Sooo, you get all hot and bothered down there when we speak in your waifu's voice~?" she asked, her tone dripping with playful mockery.

She mimicked Alixia's voice flawlessly, every inflection and nuance so perfectly executed, it was as if Alixia herself were speaking—just like Jezabelle had done before her. Chad, still holding the wet swimsuit that had previously landed on his head, felt his nerves get the best of him. In his fumbling, he accidentally sniffed it, and the mixed scent of sweat, chlorine, and her lingering fluids hit his nose. She gets closer to Chad, fully bare, with her bush and breasts on display for him to soak in.

[Chad's dick twitched involuntarily each time they spoke in his waifu's voice, the sound of it slithering through the air, so perfectly mimicking her soft, sultry tones. They didn't need to say her name; it was the way their voice dipped into the sweet, intimate cadence he'd always imagined her using, the one that had his pulse quickening. The sensation of it wrapped around him like a spell, the electric jolt starting at the base of his spine and racing to the tips of his fingers. His body tensed, his breath caught, and he fought the urge to shift uncomfortably, though the arousal was undeniable. His brow furrowed slightly as his chest tightened, the mix of protectiveness and desire making it difficult to focus. They didn't know how deeply that voice affected him, how every word—soft and inviting—triggered something primal inside him, making him want to pull her closer. Despite the tension, he couldn't shake the feeling that they were toying with him, using the very sound of her voice to push him toward something he couldn't yet name.]

"Aww, Chaddy-wick~! You're such a big cutie, getting all riled up!" Her voice was sweet and high-pitched, just like Alixia's, full of that same flirtatious energy.

Marissa smirked, nudging Jezabelle aside to take her turn again. "Mmm, Chaddy~ you know we can make you feel soooo good, don't you?" She said in Alixia's voice, making it sound smooth and sultry.

Jezabelle jumped back in, her voice taking on a more innocent, teasing tone. "Chaddy-wick, you're so easy to read~! I bet you want us to keep going, huh?" She teased, making it sound like an adorable demand.

Both girls alternated, each time their voices slipping effortlessly into Alixia's.

Jezabelle glanced at Marissa, nodding in silent agreement, as if they both shared an unspoken understanding of what was about to happen. Marissa, her voice dripping with the same seductive tone as his waifu's, whispered, "It's time to finish what the other girls at the Academy started." Her words hung in the air, charged with anticipation, as they began to unbuckle his trousers. The topless girl, her bare skin glistening, and the naked girl, unashamed and emboldened, seemed to grow more excited with each passing second. They were oblivious to anyone watching, their sole focus on making Chadwick feel more pleasure than he could possibly imagine. It wasn't just about them; they wanted the entire Academy to witness how completely they could make him lose control.