The Weird girl at school

based on a true story, a 4chan post and a fictional imagination comes the story of a normal boy and how a weird girl changed him.

every high school has at least one weird kid. like the weird weird one. for my high school it’s Abby. She wears cat ears every day, carries around a harry potter wand, and has a different horse backpack for each day of the month. I’m not a psychologist but I think everybody in a mile radius knew Abby was autistic.

Now I’m not top of the pecking order here at Williamsburg High either but I have a group of friends and we hang out, mostly playing video games and the like. As far as anyone can tell Abby has nobody. She’s bullied pretty ruthlessly too. to some extent she brings it on herself between the random outbursts in class, cringey jokes or mem references, and the constant moaning it’s a wonder her parents haven’t pulled her out of public schools yet. She doesn’t eat in the cafeteria anymore, instead choosing whichever teacher has the most pity in their face on any given day to eat in their classroom.

I guess all the bullying didn’t get to her. She always seemed so happy. It sounds weird but I don’t think I ever saw her without a smile on her face. she was always bumping her head to some tune nobody else could hear or something like that. She was like a retarded puppy that had been kicked all its life but still loved people for some reason.

Of course I wasn’t one of her bullies, I was sympathetic to her. I guess autists can smell the lack of ill will on people because it wasn’t halfway through the year when she started saying hi to me in the halls. I said back to be polite more than anything. we didn’t share any classes so I wasn’t subject to any more bullying than anyone else. but still whenever she saw me her face would light up and she’d greet me like we were best friends. it hurt my heart a little that she didn’t have any actual friends to act like this around. so i humored her to a few conversations that were me nodding along and muttering affirming messages while she rambled.

Most of the time I was looking for an escape route, and the other half of the time I was checking her out. Now you may judge me but when I say that Abby was adorable I mean it. She dyed her long, blonde hair a mix of crazy colors so it looked like she’d walked out of a real life splatoon match whenever you saw her. her outfits were outrageous too. teachers and admin had long stopped enforcing the dress code against her so she wore things like a leather jacket and some denim jeans. no bra or anything. or a tank top with arm holes so big you could see her sports bra from any angle. I remember once she wore an orange shirt with a bright pink jacket and bright Carolina blue leggings. It was so loud I couldn’t help but stare but I couldn’t decide what to stare at.

One day in late fall she approached me out of nowhere, after lighting up like she usually did and standing way too close. She was wearing a yellow v-neck that was three sizes too big so whenever the wind hit the right angle I could see down her shirt. She was talking a mile a minute but I didn’t hear a word she said. out of nowhere the bell rang and she thrust something in my hand and turned around and walked away as cheerful as ever.

Abby was so baffling to me. I looked down, it was a small business card with a picture of Abby in what was an uncharacteristically cute and modest yellow sundress. out of season but still lovely. she was holding two thumbs up and grinning real big. it had her name in gaudy red comic sands and on the other side it said “”hewwo! if uwu weceived thiws cawd its because i wawnt tuwu be fwiends with uwu! hewe’s my bwand new numbew own my new phone!””

I got the jist. Despite the fact we were already in high school it seemed she’d never had a phone before. I didn’t know what to do. My friend came up and saw what I had, before I could hide it he snatched it away and teased me about it. I did my best to ignore him.

back at home i was pondering what i should do. I held the card in one hand and my phone in the other.

my phone rang, it was a text reading:

‘hey! iwt’s abby. fwom schoow. wiwwiamsbuwg? i’m the owne with the cat eaws who says hi tuwu uwu aww the time. whawt awe uwu doing wight now?’

‘I was just about to text you’ I lied to her.

We settled into an odd routine. after school she would text me, i would do homework or game or something while sending her the occasional

‘wow’

‘haha, lol’

‘never heard that before’

etc etc. and she would send me paragraphs of nonsense prose, all written in that ridiculous cutesy style.

that went on for a while. one day at school while me and my friends were talking about a party between us guys Abby ambushed us. She was wearing a red wrestling outfit, one that clung to her underdeveloped breasts and might as well have given her a camel toe.

“why don’t you guys come over to my place this friday night!?!” she asked “i love pizza, and videogames”

my friends looked towards me. I was distracted and so I said my typical “oh ok sounds good” while not looking at her face. she screamed

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS” so loud that the entire bustling hallway fell silent and looked towards us. i looked around, confused. then the bell rang and echoed against the halls and feet began shuffling and conversation rose again.

I was roasted in the group chat all week while Abby was planning and replanning every minute of that week night’s party. Friday night came and my friends were not going to Abby’s house. I wanted to ditch Abby too. Billy’s older brother was going to get us alcohol, but for whatever reason my conscience led me to walking down the street away from Billy and towards Abby.

And so I showed up at Abby’s house. I was sweating despite the cool afternoon. I rang her doorbell and immediately she flung open the door and beamed up at me. I winced at her enthusiasm. and then i noticed her outfit, or rather lack of one.

“oh!” I said and instinctively covered my eyes.

it was too late, i had seen Abby’s bare chest, her pale skin reflecting the afternoon hues. The only thing separating her skin from the outside world was little white panties. And the image having seared itself into my mind my penis was immediately aroused.

Abby was already talking a lightyear a minute and she pulled me into her home shutting the door behind me. my will power faltered and I lowered my hand gawking at the naked freshman. After I started believing my eyes they got distracted again. Her entire house was like her outfits, random, whacky and eye-catching. we came upon a standalone wardrobe. It looked like a recreation of the one from that fantasy movie. “you can just take your stuff off and put it here” she said and then continued talking

“Wait what take what off?”

Abby nodded as if my confusion were only natural. “Well you need to wear clothes in public but we’re not in public, we’re at home. I know it isn’t your home but it’s my home, not public so you don’t have to wear clothes.”

“d-do you not wear clothes at home?” in this house that seemed dangerous.

“Of course not, why would i?” she asked, baffled.

I stood there looking at her unsure of what to do. she looked at me unsure.

my dick twitched. I shrugged and figured the worst thing that could happen was her parents would throw me out and I could spend the night with my boys. best case scenario i lose my virginity.

I tugged my shirt off, steeling my nerves but still shaky. Abby’s eyes followed it falling to the ground and I could almost feel her eyes on my bare flesh as I stepped out of my pants, kicking off my shoes. she just showed me where to store my things. my head was empty and Abby’s babble rolled off my ears even more than usual. my dick was hard and it seemed like she hadn’t noticed. i followed her along to her living room

like the rest of the house it was… interesting. all of the couches were made by this weird soft synthetic fur or something, the colouration changed creating an eye-catching pattern that you couldn’t quite make out. It was so complex. i took a seat. I had a game controller thrust in my hands with some incomprehensible sounds that ended in a question.

I shrugged my shoulders. she beamed and swapped to… mario kart? I guess we’re playing Mario kart?

I wasn’t too good at the game. or rather i was very distracted. my erection hadn’t gone away. After our first four races or something we took a short break. a man walked into the room.

Abby babbled, I caught the words “dad” and assumed that’s who the man was. I looked up at him and to my dismay he was also naked. He had a typical dad bod. He was obviously very muscled and his dick was… huge. easily quadruple my size and the biggest i’d ever seen. even in porn. it looked thicker than my arm and almost as long.

I was intimidated but he seemed to notice my presence. He nodded along, the occasional “good” coming from his lips. He was engrossed in his phone. Once Abby stopped long enough to take a breath he nodded his head towards me. “I’ve heard so much about you,” he said.

“i can imagine” i said without thinking

he grunted, mumbled something about work and retreated deeper into the house.

I looked back over Abby and my raging hardon twitched. Abby turned her attention to me. i caught the words “masturbate” and “want”

I shrugged and decided to ask the big question. “so you wanna fuck?”

Abby blushed and flustered, the first time I had seen anything like that from her. she began babbling even more than she did. I walked over to her and touched her shoulder. she immediately closed her mouth.

I was shaking but my dick demanded attention. without any warning she jumped up from her seat and wrapped her hands around my neck. her thighs were firm around my waist and my penis was sandwiched between her body and mine. She was light, likely owing to her slender frame and lack of development. We were both freshmen in high school but some mistook me for a sophomore. I imagine many would mistake her for a middle schooler.

it seemed she wasn’t unprepared because before i knew it her arms tightened and she began nibbling my neck.

Despite her earlier cuteness she seemed almost feral, her nails digging into my back and her teeth digging into my neck, the line between pain and pleasure a thin one. Without a word I turned around and sat back down. she continued to straddle me and bit and clawed at me.

i was growing desperate, my poor virgin cock was yearning for some pussy, but was being crushed between the two of us. I considered abandoning our spot for the nearby bedroom but her leg had hooked around mine and all my attention was drawn to the bottom of the baby sandwich, which is her pert butt. it was clothed in the fabric of her dorky looking cotton panties.

I decided I couldn’t wait anymore and began to paw desperately at the obstacle between myself and my objective. I decided her cotton panties weren’t worth the effort and tore them apart myself. At the moment I couldn’t care less whether this was a smart move or not. the fabric didn’t give too. it seemed a weird texture, kinda spongy. I ignored the strange texture though.

Once I finally had uncovered my prize the air was cold, and grew hot. she must have been as wet as i was hard because i couldn’t find much resistance. it occurred to me that maybe she wasn’t a virgin but at the moment i didn’t care.

It didn’t take long for the pressure to build up inside of me. it felt like i would burst. I barely cared for Abby at this moment. she had kept nibbling and biting at my neck and shoulders but i didn’t care. after only a moment of fucking abby began panting , a lewd moaning and whimpering accompanying my aggressive thrusts. it sounded like she was trying to imitate hentai or something. which was hotter than I care to admit. I was gripping onto the skin on her thin hips, her lack of body fat or anything else causing a deep finger impression every time I squeezed, making a thudding slapping noise with every thrust. her nails were digging into me even more ferociously than when we had started.

“i-im c-c-coming!!” I yelled without any inhibition and let loose the sexual buildup that had been accruing deep in the pit of my stomach. The pressure eased as I spurted repeatedly into her tight passage. I moved to get her off of me but she didn’t cooperate. she continued bouncing on me as if nothing had happened. there was a moment of discomfort as my dick deflated before becoming hard again. I looked down and our crotches were covered in a white frothy liquid. the combination of all our bodily liquids and my sweat causing it to run down and pool under my balls.

I had a moment of clarity and looked at Abby’s face. it bore a childish smile and an adult expression of orgasmic pleasure. It was a strange but arousing combination.

She leaned down again and bit on my shoulder. It hurt so I decided to do the same to her. clasping her bony ass and sinking my teeth into her chest, just above her breast.

she tasted like sweat, an overwhelming saltiness but with a hint of iron. her arms immediately tried to pull my head closer and her body squirmed. the awkwardness was suddenly replaced with a feral instinctual carnal lust.

Abby began shaking, her entire body shivering. she screamed loudly and then screamed again into my chest. The couch beneath us was soaked, as well as my legs and her. It felt a bit icky. We sat in our mess for another minute before it went down to an uncomfortable level and I thought it would be prudent to try and leave. I shifted my weight and Abby shifted hers to counteract it. she looked up at me and grinned, shaking her head ‘no’.

“When’s everyone else gonna come?” she asked

“oh- they’re uhh not?” I awkwardly said breaking the news that they bailed.

she frowned. “We ordered like five pizzas,” she said.

as if it had been summoned. by the conversation the doorbell rang. Abby excitedly jumped up and ran to the door. I ran after her trying to remind her she was naked, but she was quicker. she threw open the door and a guy in his early 20s was standing there holding five pizzas…

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