The world is going to end in five minutes…
Clap!… Clap!!… Clap!!!
"ARRGHHHH~ ARGHH~"
The stimulating wet sounds of thighs clapping against butt cheeks reverberated through the hallways from the female bathroom, followed by the loud screams and moans of the female on the receiving end.
Riverdale High was sent into chaos as students poured out of their classrooms, pushing their way through to join the crowd already gathered before the female bathroom where the sounds were coming from. Yet, no one dared to open the bathroom door, only standing outside, ceremoniously cheering and jeering.
The entire staff of the school was at a meeting in another building, leaving only the students to do their thing.
According to eyewitnesses, the suspected female in the bathroom was Evangeline Rose Sterling, the class belle and most popular female at Riverdale High. She was popularly dating Jake Connor, the over-the-top popular football team captain. This should naturally make Jake Connor the suspected male, right? But no. Because according to the same eye witnesses, the suspected male was Jack Miller.
'My name is Jack.'
Clap!… Clap!!… Clap!!!
"Arghhh~ W—what are you doing? I think they can hear us—Urghhh~" Evangeline said through her moans.
Jack stood butt naked behind Evangeline, who was kneeling on the closed toilet seat with her back arched and her elbows resting on the water system for support. The students outside could indeed hear Evangeline's loud moans, and Jack knew it. Still, he drilled harder into her each time she tried to come back to her senses, pumping the entire shaft of his world's ender dick into the dead end of her vagina. This made her lose every ounce of reasoning, as pleasure and pain clouded her five senses.
This was the purpose. This was the plan—except it had turned out even better. Jack had planned on recording it and sending it to her boyfriend, Jake Connor. But wasn't this better, when the whole school could hear?
Jack quickly pulled out just as he felt he would ejaculate and pulled Evangeline down from the toilet seat to face him.
"We've been caught. But you know what's worse than that? Not finishing before we're caught," Jack told Evangeline.
Bang!
At that moment, a fist heavily pounded on the bathroom door, and a familiar voice came through from the other side. "Evangeline?! What's going on? Angeline?!" Jake Connor called out as his fist pounded against the bathroom door. His other hand forcefully twisted the locked doorknob.
"God damnit, Jake! We aren't finished yet!" Jack yelled back at the door and turned back to Evangeline with a wide grin.
'The world is going to end in five minutes…'
"Are you okay?" Evangeline asked with genuine concern. This wasn't the Jack she'd come to know. This wasn't the same timid Jack she'd confronted a few minutes ago about sending her his dick picture last night and ignoring the text messages she sent after that.
She couldn't tell if he might be high on something, or was it the 'Evangeline effect' that gave him the sudden boost of confidence the moment her tongue touched the tip of his dick. It was at that moment that Jack seemed to have changed from the timid, bullied, pitiful kid everyone knew, to the one now bench pressing her in the bathroom.
"Yeah," Jack replied with a smirk and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Their bare bodies tightly pressed against each other as they made out.
Evangeline couldn't seem to get enough of Jake as he kissed her. She wanted more. She pressed her chest and above-average breasts tightly into his flat chest as if she wanted to merge with him, to melt into him.
If anyone had told her a few days ago that Jack would be the one to take her virginity, she would've ordered a hit on that person out of anger. That would've been a next-level insult to her.
But now, in the most unconventional place, she wanted Jack to touch her inappropriately and bend her in every possible and impossible angle as he fucked her with that dick she couldn't get off her mind. It had been on the day Jake Connor had drenched Jack with a bucket of water. She had been laughing like the rest of the group, only for her to choke at the sight of the heavy bulge in his pants.
Even more so after he'd sent her a picture of his dick last night, only for him to quickly delete it just as she viewed it. With a "Sorry, wrong number," he went on to ignore her storm of texts after that.
She'd called him into the female bathroom—where she was sure no one would eavesdrop—to confront him, secretly fantasizing about something like this happening. But what she never expected was Jack shamelessly claiming he'd caught her staring at his dick that day. Before she could refute him, he dropped his pants and told her she could touch and play with it if she wanted. That it was all hers now.
Thinking of it now, Evangeline realized she'd been thirst-trapped. It was all too good to be a coincidence, and Jack had probably planned it all from the moment he caught her staring at his dick. Or heck, maybe he'd even planned ahead of that to be drenched, so she would see his lower member, then intentionally sent her the dick picture only to delete it as soon as she saw it—rock hard—and ignore her texts after that. He knew she would call him out the next day to an isolated area without telling her friends about it.
But she didn't care now. She didn't care if she had been thirst-trapped or if it was just a coincidence, because she was loving it. He was loving it.
And though they'd been caught, seeing Jack behave so nonchalantly about it oddly made her feel safe and at ease. They were both in this together. And if anyone should be more scared between the two, it should be Jack. But it was the same Jack that had fucked her like it was the world's end, even after she'd pleaded with him to go slower, and made her moan so loud for everyone to hear. The same Jack that had planned this all from the start should have planned how to get away with it. She didn't know what his plan was but wanted to trust him wholeheartedly to see it to the end.
Jack suddenly grabbed her thighs to lift her up, and Evangeline took the cue to wrap her legs around his waist. Then he freed one of his hands to blindly insert his dick into her watering vagina once more from below. When he thought he'd found the hole with the tip of his dick, he tried to drive it in, only for Evangeline to yelp in pain and try to jump off him.
Oops. Wrong hole.
Jack swiftly corrected his trajectory and inserted it into the right hole. Then he pushed Evangeline against a wall and began whining his waist, pumping his dick into her once more.
Evangeline's mind was clouded with intense pleasure, and she began moaning loudly once more, caressing Jack's hair and face as he sucked at one of her tits with the other dangling at his face. Her legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, with her toes wriggling in pleasure.
If you had asked Evangeline before what her dreams were, she would've said it was to graduate high school with a high score and enroll in a prestigious university after that. But if you asked her now, it was to give birth to five children for Jack right there and then. She could even see from her blurred vision their little kids running around and playing in the bathroom, calling her mommy.
But what she didn't realize was the banging on the door had stopped. And though the noise on the other side hadn't died down, it had changed to one of fear and pure terror as the students ran over each other in a desperate attempt to escape from the terminally sick-looking students with bloodstains all over their shirts and bloodshot eyes, chasing after them, and sinking their teeth into the flesh of those unlucky enough to be caught up, and whipping their heads back with a bloody chunk of their flesh.
This wasn't only happening in Riverdale High. Beyond the walls and school premises, and on highways were massive traffic jams, buildings on fire, and rioters looting malls and stores as people ran for their lives. All this caused by a zombie outbreak—or so they thought. Because it was more than that.
The world was about to end.
And just when they thought it couldn't get any worse, light beams began reaching up to the sky. Otherworldly light beams of different colors shooting up from, some residential buildings, malls, subway stations. And just as it seemed like the alien beams were done selecting the buildings at the random, Riverdale Highs suddenly lit up in a blue beam that shot up to the clouds.
'And I'm a regressor.'