Invisible [Clutch and Sigr]

Erin Masters sighed, leaning forward on her desk. She was itching for the class to be over, eagerly awaiting as the clock ticked, she would swear that it was going slower the more she looked at it. Her right hand wandered to her sports bag, fiddling with the metallic object that was stashed there. When she found that collar, she almost didn't believe what her eyes were seeing, or not seeing to be precise, as the simple golden piece of jewelry made her invisible when clasped around her neck. Sure, it didn't work with anything she was wearing but itself, so she had to be naked or it would be for nothing. The thought was utterly embarrassing at first, she wasn't happy with her plump curvy body when all boys liked were thin models, but she had been growing bolder and bolder with time, and since she was invisible... what did it matter if she was naked?

The feeling had been strongly liberating. She had a different way to carry herself when invisible, proud and upright, a confidence on her walk, instead of her usual slouch while she dragged her feet around. It had been weeks since she found the object in an old antique shop, and since then she didn't limit herself to walk around the school naked, but she had dared to go into the boys locker room as well. Ah, the views, the feeling of intruding where she shouldn't. Erin was sure that if people knew they would label her as a pervert, make her feel more of an outcast she was. It didn't matter that other girls, the popular ones, talked of what they did with their boyfriends in small circles, sharing their naughty adventures between giggles. Such matters, those lewd cravings weren't to be shared, to be acknowledged in public, or people would ostracize you.

Hypocrites, Erin thought. Everyone desired something. Everyone touched themselves when alone. And yet, no one would admit to it, no one would own their desires. The bell ringed, snapping her out of her daydreaming. As usual, she had no trouble excusing herself from PE, faking some sickness and heading to the school nursery to rest. Sometimes, Erin wondered, it was like she had been invisible all the time, and not just when wearing that trinket. The nursery was empty as usual, the responsible woman was probably in the cafeteria, chatting with the professor she liked on the teacher's room, or smoking at the roof. Another effect of her unseen walks around the school was that Erin watched a lot of things others weren't privy to, those private conversations, those hidden encounters.

She didn't feel bad about it, sure it was a bit embarrassing, and sometimes she left people to their own devices if the snooping wasn't particularly interesting, but her listening to them, watching them, it just felt a bit like justice. Sure, Erin could be fooling herself, justifying her actions, but in the end it was about witnessing those things that everyone did and yet, no one would admit. Once she made sure the nursery was empty, Erin undressed, removing her clothes with more haste than grace, piling her jeans, sweater, blouse and simple undergarments in a corner out of plain sight. She could have donned the collar beforehand, but she wanted, if it was for just a moment, to be bare there, where anyone could come in and see her. Erin wasn't happy with those huge boobs that swayed on her front above her plump belly, or that round ass that jiggled in the back of her wide hips, but showing off felt like an act of rebellion. If anything, at least her bare body was an obscene show of disconformity against the norm, at least for a moment before she hurriedly put the collar on, running out of courage.

As soon as the metallic clasp clicked in, she was gone from sight. Undressing first was easier of course, putting clothes on and off was particularly hard when you couldn't see your own body. Eager to feast her eyes in the male form, she hurried to the locker rooms, as boys would be on their way to change. She could stay there while the period lasted, maybe even daring to rummage though their things, awaiting for them to come back to shower. There was one particular boy she liked, one she wanted to see over and over. Just imaging the face he could make if he knew that a girl was watching him while both of them were naked excited her.

Kevin Harper was the prototypical wallflower. He was smart and studious, his grades near the top of his class, yet if you asked most people around school who he was, you were bound to get a vast majority of blank stares and shoulder shrugs. Social interaction never came easy and from his seats at the back of his classes, Kevin mulled over what it might be like if he could shed his skin and be like one of the popular, outgoing guys. He wondered what it would be like to be the center of attention and to have girls falling all over him.

Instead of being proactive, Kevin sat back and pined for what he couldn't have. Namely, that was Erin Masters. She was in a few of his classes and she was the kind of girl Kevin could see himself with. She wasn't as introverted as him and yet not so popular that any alarms would go off if they ended up together. She was pretty and had the kind of curvy body he always loved that most girls despised. The cookie cutter cheerleaders and athletes did nothing for him. Erin was everything he could have wanted.

After an English class that had Kevin getting lost in thought, idly doodling in his notebook as he stared at Erin, the bell rang for 4th period. Gym was never a class Kevin looked forward to. Kevin was athletic enough to get by, but never felt full inclusion in the jock circles. Not to mention the awkwardness that the gym showers brought. Kevin felt he always drew looks from some of the guys because of his body. He wasn't as muscular as some of the athletes, but what he lacked in a toned body, he more than made up for in how well endowed he was.

After a gym class that included a few sprints and a game of basketball, Kevin retired to the gym showers. He peeled off his sweaty shirt and shorts, leaving himself naked. He glanced down at his pale, nude form. The 6'1", dark brown haired, brown eyed outcast was thin, very little muscle definition made his body pretty unremarkable. His eyes darted downward to his cock, the only impressive aspect of his frame. He took a deep breath and lingered by his locker, choosing to let most of the class shower before he planned on getting in. Even if it meant missing part of lunch, he hated the looks of derision he got when he stepped foot in the showers.

He opened his locker and grabbed his towel, draping it over his shoulder. He looked at himself in the full size mirror attached the inner door of the locker and took a deep breath. He studied his body and envisioned a girl, any girl touching him, kissing him, admiring him and then snapped out of it and grasped the door tightly to keep himself upright, managing through some small miracle to manage not to get hard amidst those thoughts.

Erin fiddled with a lock of her red curly hair, a habit she had when nervous, almost like she wanted to make sure she was still there despite being invisible. She was nested on a corner of the locker room, a place were she knew that was mostly safe and wouldn't make her stumble upon any of the boys. Her blue eyes darted from naked body to naked body, resting on legs and butts, chests and shoulders, abs and arms... but most of all, even if it would be painfully embarrassing to admit, cocks. Male bodies could be found anywhere, from magazines to movies, from television to advertising. Porn had given her the chance of look at an ocean of dicks too, but there was a difference. Not only where those members of the internet beyond her reach while if she dared she could just reach and briefly grab one of those dangling in front of her, but it was mainly the context and shape. Those on the Internet were mostly pricks that were already hard or soon to be, always involved in a sexual context, being handled as if there was a hurry to it. The ones around her weren't just hanging there soft, but also their owners just went with their routine while unaware she was looking at them. Oh, how exciting it was, specially when she landed her eyes on her favorite.

It wasn't as Erin was a size queen, she didn't have the experience to consider herself picky or particularly selective, but Kevin had been in her radar even before she managed to get the collar. He was smart and hard working, in that humble way that made himself endearing, even if he didn't get much recognition for that. Most people weren't aware he existed, and he in turn probably didn't even know her name, but it was just fine, it wasn't something that could happen. Someone so smart and with his lean figure sure could get someone that wasn't her, even if he was shy. What surprised her and made a sigh escape her lips a couple of weeks ago was the size of his endowment. She had never suspected that such a meek looking guy would have something like that between his legs, but it only made it better. Such thing on an steroid ridden jock would go to waste, but on his thinner body it looked even bigger.

She was on a lucky day, as Kevin had been idling around and the locker room was just empty, leaving them alone. The thought of both of them being naked and alone in the same room sent shivers through her spine, and the extra space allowed her to move around, come closer and stare. With baited breath she ogled at him up close, trying to not sigh all over him. He seemed to be looking at himself at the mirror while Erin was crouched awfully close, her eyes piercing his lower half. For a moment his cock twitched slightly, surprising her and making Erin cover her mouth in surprise. She had almost screamed! For a moment Erin thought she was going to see it enlarge, engorge... a weird fantasy given the situation, but it was hers and only hers to imagine.

Giving Kevin some space so he wouldn't stumble upon her, Erin awaited. Possibilities of what to do raced her mind while waiting for him to get into the showers. Today they were alone, so maybe she could dare to touch herself while the water muted any noises she could make, or perhaps she could rummage through his stuff, his warm clothes while he wasn't there. Erin was sure that if visible she would be flushed as red as her hair, feeling the heat on her face. She was sure that everyone had those kind of thoughts, the only difference was that she had the power to make them true, to act them in real life.

Kevin's internal self-analysis lasted for a few moments longer, his eyes darting over his body. He wanted nothing more than to able to actually hold a conversation with a girl without feeling like his head was going to explode. He wanted to be able to maintain eye contact instead of staring at the floor while he tied his hands into knots.

As more and more of the guys from his class were leaving the shower, Kevin entered it. He along with a couple of stragglers were the only ones left inside the locker room. Mr. Hannigan, their gym teacher, had already called for them to clear out, but Kevin paid it no mind. Lunch was next and he could skip it if he wanted to. There was no hurry. By the time he'd lathered the shampoo into his short brown hair, the locker room was entirely empty. No one would miss him in the cafeteria.

He rinsed off and took a deep breath before turning off the water. He grabbed his towel and made his way through the steamy showers and back out to his locker. He dried off and could swear, possibly out of sheer paranoia, that he was being watched. He glanced over his shoulder towards Mr. Hannigan's office. Empty. There was no sound of music or of lockers opening and closing. Silence. Yet Kevin felt he was being appraised. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and in weird sort of way, he liked it.

Erin couldn't follow Kevin to the showers or the water on the floor could give her up, so she first rummaged through his clothes. It wasn't like she wanted to smell his sweaty clothes, did she? No, no. She was just... curious, it was an open door to a world she knew nothing of it, and just taking a peek where she shouldn't be was tantalizing. She tried to leave Kevin's clothes as they were, not noticing that a single curly red hair had fallen from her head and on his belongings. Kevin seemed to be taking his time, so as soon as the place was empty, Erin sat on a bench close to the showers, her legs wide open. If she removed the collar then and there, he would see all of her, without nowhere to hide, but of course that was nowhere near her plans.

Erin's blue eyes looked all over Kevin, but they were specially glued to his manhood when he was facing her and his ass when he wasn't. Her left hand carefully fondled her plump left breast, while her right hand dared to go between her legs, gently caressing her mound. It was kind of odd doing so without seeing herself, but her attention was mostly on Kevin than her own body. She didn't have the time nor the courage to go further, to really masturbate herself then and there, so all she managed was getting worked up and a embarrassed smile on her face after what she just did. Erin followed Kevin after the shower, smelling his shampoo, seeing him dry his body. When he started to dry his junk, Erin absentmindedly sighed, noticing it all too late to stifle it.

Erin slowly moved away, trying to not make any more sounds, her hands over her mouth, restraining any kind of nervous sounds she could make. A small step back at a time, dragging her bare feet as stealthily as she could, cursing her lack of self control.

Just as he was reaching for his boxers, his body dry save for his damp hair, Kevin heard it. He'd been paranoid, but that breath he heard was clear as day. There was no way his mind had conjured it up. Someone was watching him. Someone he couldn't see. He instinctively dropped his boxers and used both his hands to cover his impressive manhood from view.

"W-who's there?" He called out, his voice shaky from nerves. He looked around the corner, down another line of lockers. Nothing. There was no sign of anyone. He let out a sigh and cleared his throat, as if this nervous habit would make the intruder appear before his very eyes.

"Look, I don't know who you are or why you're here, but I know you are. I heard you," Kevin said, his voice barely above an uneasy whisper. He thought then about how ridiculous he would have looked to an outsider in that moment, holding his junk completely naked and trying to reason with a ghost.

Kevin did one more check of the locker room and after a fruitless search, he rested his towel across the bench in front of his locker and took a seat, relinquishing his grip on his cock and balls with a heavy sigh. Whatever it was didn't seem keen on revealing itself and Kevin was left sitting alone in the locker room to wonder what the hell just happened.

Oh, how could Kevin be so cute covering himself like that? Despite the views Erin was more worried about not getting caught than anything else, despite feeling a bit bad for him. One thing was spying on the boys while they didn't know, there was no harm done there or so she thought, but Kevin knowing it made him feel awkward, his intimacy breached by someone unknown, and that wasn't what Erin wanted. But what could she do? The was no chance of explaining herself, who knew how Kevin could react?

He looked around still naked, and there was a moment where, without him knowing, his eyes were looking directly to her own, making Erin have to stifle another gasp, this time making no sound. She knew Kevin couldn't see her, and yet that moment was awfully embarrassing, allowing her to understand a little bit better how he was feeling at that moment. Maybe she should stop doing this? But then, she'd have to return to being fat boring Erin all the time, with nowhere to escape...

While he was searching around, Erin got close to his locker, seeing that the warm humidity there had fogged the mirror he was looking at before. With her fingertip she wrote 'SORRY' and got away from the locker room, glancing one more time at Kevin before getting out. The nursery was still predictably empty, but Erin still dressed quickly, wanting to get some food and specially a drink after the embarrassing ordeal. She removed the collar and got clothed, feeling a bit weird, her body slightly damp by the humidity of the locker room.

Without much time left but to grab a sandwich and a drink from a vending machine, she readied for the few classes she had on the afternoon. Erin plopped on her seat, sighing again, as she well knew that she shared both classes with Kevin. She fidgeted around, trying to not look at him, and yet doing so, paranoid in case he suspected something. But what could he know? Sure, her hair was a little bit frazzled, but they had PE just before lunch and he didn't know she had skipped the class and the shower thereafter, so he had no way to know.

Kevin was about to leave after having gotten dressed. He was about to close his locker and collect his bag when his eyes met the mirror and he nearly cried out in surprise. He took a step back and shook his head. How was it even possible? Was he losing his mind? Nothing seemed real any more.

Even as he walked to his next class, his head was cloudy. It was almost as if everyone was moving in slow motion and he was just a distant spectator. When he sat down in a class where his mind would usually be focused on either the lecture or on Erin, instead Kevin just rested his head on his desk, dizzy and tired and confused. He just wanted to get the hell out of school and go home. Go somewhere he felt himself. That gym class had sucked the life out of him.

When the final bell rang, Kevin was the first out of class. He rushed to his locker, stowing the books he'd need in his book bag before turning to head for the exit. He was going to drive home, lay down and bed and try to snap himself out of whatever it was that was going on.

Erin felt a bit relieved when Kevin didn't seem to suspect her at all, and yet she felt guilty seeing how had the thing affected him. He didn't deserve that, and it was her lust the cause of it, as invisible as she could turn, there was no hiding from it. Maybe she could dare talking to him? Explaining him... No. She wouldn't dare talking to him, and there was no way that one of the smartest boys around wanted to hear anything from her. Erin spent the classes running possibilities and scenarios in her mind, how could she alleviate the confusion she had sow on him, but she came empty handed. Before she could realize, Kevin bolted out as soon as the classes finished, as if completely spook out and worried. Erin didn't want him to go like that, so she followed him out of the class, but what was she going to do? Get in the car he drove every day? She had no time to undress and no place to hide her clothes either, so it wasn't possible.

Erin just stood there in the corridor, regretfully seeing Kevin flee. Her stomach was tied in a knot, and even if her lunch a couple of hours ago was quick and light, she didn't have the appetite for anything else. She had hurt the boy she liked, even if he would never even look at her. Erin returned to the classroom, dragging her feet, picking up her things so she could go home as well. What was in Kevin's mind? Was he scared of the ghost from the rumors? Ashamed for being seen bare? Utterly confused? Angry? Erin knew she couldn't leave things just like that, so she had to do something even if it took all the courage she could muster. Tearing a page from one of her notebooks, she wrote a note. Uppercase like in the mirror, a poor attempt to hide her writing.

"I'M VERY SORRY AND I'M NOT A GHOST. I CAN EXPLAIN IT. PLEASE MEET ME BEHIND THE GYM AT LUNCH." Erin wrote. It was a place surrounded by vegetation where nobody went, out of sight. She was going to be there invisible, but if something happened she wanted it to be someplace where she wouldn't be embarrassed in public. Erin looked around, making sure nobody watched her slide the note in Kevin's locker, but as per usual nobody saw her even when visible. Leaving the note in for the next day, she went home to think about how was she going to introduce herself, what was she going to say to him.

That night after class, Kevin slept soundly through the night. He fell asleep shortly after arriving home, mentally exhausted from the day's events. When he woke the next morning, he questioned to himself whether or not the ordeal in the locker room happened or if it was just some weird mental lapse. He shrugged it off and went to class. No matter how much he dreaded confronting what happened, he was too good a student to miss school when he wasn't sick.

That morning, he headed for his locker to hang up his coat and get his books for his morning classes. He was just about to close the door when the note slipped off the shelf and fell to the floor. Bending to pick it up, Kevin's eyes fixed on the words. What was going on? Was it some sick joke? A note he could hang onto. It made it feel all the more real to him and his heart felt like it might beat out of his chest.

Shoving the note into his jeans pocket, Kevin went to all of his classes leading up to lunch. He was nervous and excited and afraid, but he gathered the nerve to meet at the rendezvous point, standing behind the gym, hands shoved in his hoodie pockets as he waited anxiously for some sign of whoever it was that had joined him in the gym.

Erin awoke that morning sweating and with the bed in disarray, signs of the restless night she had. She had enough hours of sleep, but they had been continuously interrupted with embarrassing nightmares and the culpability stinging at her. She didn't remember much of them, but she knew that at least one had her walking naked around class when the collar stopped working, everyone pointing at her and making pig-like sounds. A multitude of sighs and a renewing shower later, it all felt ridiculous and far away, but it still stung her. Maybe she had to confront Kevin face to face? He deserved a better treatment, that was for sure. Her fingers grazed the metallic choker, considering the idea of leaving it home, but in the end she got it in her bag. She didn't have to wear it, but there was no way Kevin would believe her without a show, so she left home decided to be brave and act honestly with Kevin.

When the bell rang, Erin's courage was spent, given than the talk was mere minutes ago. She grabbed her bag and quickly stepped out, thankful that the class just before lunch wasn't shared with Kevin so he wouldn't have to see her acting suspiciously. Erin headed to the nursery, but seemingly some student had injured themselves on the stairs and now it was full. With her hideout busy, she didn't have a place to disrobe, so she had to improvise. Erin went behind the gym as fast as she could, glad that Kevin's class was further away and didn't arrive yet. Between the gym and the stone wall that delimited the school grounds there were a few feet of thicket and trees, enough to hide her bag and remove her clothes without anyone seeing them. Once done so, she put the collar in, disappearing from sight, just a few seconds before Kevin reached the place.

He was looking around, understandably nervous, and Erin wanted to talk to him, but realized one thing. He would know who she was by her voice. It wasn't as they spoke or anything, but since they shared English class anyone there would recognize her voice from the read out loud parts of it. Maybe she could just whisper? Yeah, that should be enough, right? She really couldn't do some kind of Batman growl, that could be stupid, but whispering should suffice. It also meant that she had to be closer, something that could be tricky. When getting out of the bushes and trees, Erin didn't avoid making noise. She thought that the noise of branches and leaves being brushed apart for her to pass was better and less scary than a sudden whisper on his ear. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you yesterday" she whispered, the first words she said to the boy she liked, feeling safe in her invisibility.

The wait was a torturous one. Kevin's mind was in shambles. He was almost waiting for someone to jump out from behind the bushes and tell him it was all one big joke and that he was an idiot for actually believing someone would waste their time on someone as inconsequential as him. Why would anyone watch him in the locker room? The only logical conclusion to draw was that it was all a sick joke.

Then again, was someone like Kevin even a target? Sure, he wasn't popular by any stretch, but he also wasn't really the kind to get picked on. It was hard for guys to pick on the dude with the biggest dick in school. He had that going for him, at least.

The sound of the bushes rustling snapped those thoughts from his mind and he swung his body around. Instead of being greeted by the sight of the culprit, he heard a whisper and saw no one.

"What is this all about? Why were you in the locker room yesterday? Why can't I see you?" The questions all came rapid fire, Kevin's deep voice noticeably shaky. "Why me?" He added, taking a deep breath, looking around not only for the person speaking, but any sign of people spectating the crazy guy talking to himself.

Kevin's nervous questions piled on, and Erin felt even worse, seeing how shaky he was, beholding the effect her intrusion had on the boy she liked. She wanted to calm him, but first she had to relax herself, keep her voice as steady as possible and answer his questions. "Even if it's super weird, I can turn invisible" she whispered, with no explanation about the how, didn't want to muddle things with details unneeded at the time. "I was... I was c-curious" Erin added, curious being a gentle way of avoiding calling herself a pervert. "About the boys... about you" even in her hushed tone, it was clear that the voice belonged to a girl, although it wouldn't be easy to guess who was the owner.

Erin felt her face warm, knowing she would be sporting a blush if visible. She was standing there in the open, so close to Kevin and completely naked while admitting she was on the boys locker room to look at him. "I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have but..." she stopped for a moment, gathering her courage. Being unseen meant that he wouldn't judge Erin by her appearance, but also meant that the only thing he had to judge her for were her acts and acts alone, something that didn't seem positive after yesterday. "I like you" she finally managed to say. "I know that it was wrong to do it, but I'm..." she sighed. "I didn't have the confidence to tell you... but I couldn't let you think you were crazy after what happened yesterday" Erin said, feeling horrible about the incident. It was fine to prance around, feeling comfortable with herself, and she could even justify the peeping to herself if nobody knew, but hurting Kevin was too much.

"It's not just the... you know" her face was burning. "Size" she managed to say. "You are cute and seem gentle and knowing I scared you was awful..." it was Erin's time to stumble upon her own words, one after another. "I'm sorry" she apologized from the umpteenth time, not knowing what else to add. "I'd offer myself to steal an exam to try to compensate, but you are so smart that you don't need that" she added, trying to sound friendlier, even in a whisper.

Kevin's hands gripped the inside of his hoodie pockets as the girl started to speak to him. What she was saying caught him so off guard, he had no idea how to handle it. He'd pounded it into his head that it had all been a joke, probably orchestrated by another guy from his class. Knowing it was a girl and being able to tell she was genuine just by the tone of her voice, it actually calmed him.

He wanted to be mad at the fact that she'd been watching him that way, but in reality, he was more flattered than anything else. She liked him, she'd sought him out and she'd seen him naked and hadn't run for the hills. It wasn't fair that she was able to pour her heart out and he couldn't even see her while his face was turning a deep shade of red as he listened to her pour on the compliments.

"I-I thought someone was just pulling a prank on me," Kevin finally said to break the sillence. "I thought it was just someone trying to get a rise out of me, but I appreciate you explaining everything to me. Umm, I don't want you to have to show yourself and I have no idea how you manage to stay invisible, but I promise I won't tell anyone," he said, looking straight ahead as if he could see her standing right in front of him.

"Sorry. This just isn't something that happens everyday," he added, thinking about being in the locker room naked and that sound he heard come from her. He wondered what she was doing while she watched him. Was it all as innocent as she was making it out to be? And who the hell was she? There were still a lot of unanswered questions.

As Kevin explained how he feared that it was all some kind of cruel joke, Erin felt awful for making him think that. With his relief at knowing it wasn't that the case, Erin felt some relief of her own, as he promised silence about her, said that she didn't have to reveal herself. For Erin it was amazing, seeing how understanding Kevin was, better even that the distant idea she had of her not so secret crush anymore. "No, don't apologize... It's normal to be weirded out..." she hushed, shifting her posture so she was directly in front of him, since even if he couldn't see her it made things less awkward.

Erin saw that Kevin just fell silent, seemingly thinking about something. She realized that unless she spoke, Kevin had no way of knowing if she was still there or where she was. "Ah, wait a moment..." she whispered, leaning to pick a small round stone from the ground and holding it in front of her. The stone looked like it was floating of its own volition, until it was just there in the middle of thin air. "That way at least you have a reference point to speak to" she explained. Just the fact that the stone was there in midair also confirmed that it wasn't some elaborate prank with hidden speakers or anything alike.

Erin still felt that Kevin's uncomfortable stance wasn't just about processing what he just learned, he seemed to be mulling over something as well. "I'll answer your questions... if I can" she tried to offer, even if Erin herself didn't know how far could she answer whatever Kevin would want to ask her. She was sure that her identity was off limits, at least for the moment being, as she was nowhere near as confident as to just show her disappointing body, even if dressed.

Unsettled as he should have been given the situation, Kevin felt himself feeling more at ease with whoever it was he was communicating with. It was as surreal as it had been the day before, but he felt comforted by her words and the fact that she didn't want to weird him out.

When he saw the rock floating in midair, he shook his head and laughed to himself. It was so crazy, but there he was watching it happen. No smoke and mirrors. This girl really was invisible. He had no idea how it happened or how it was even possible. "This is incredible," Kevin said, wide-eyed.

"How? I mean, how can you do this?" he asked, running a hand through his hair. "And why me? Or was it just that you wanted to watch guys in the locker room? Did you do anything in there or were you just curious?" Kevin wanted her to say she liked him and wanted him. He couldn't even see her, but he found a connection. Maybe he was crazy, but he wanted to be close to her. Wanted this mystery invisible girl to fill the void in his life.

He must have been losing his mind.

"I know, right?" Erin had trouble keeping her voice to a whisper, since Kevin was starting to react a little bit better and she was way more at ease. "Sometimes can get tricky, because I can't see myself either" she confessed, so her hand eye coordination was way off if she wanted to reach for anything. Kevin was asking how she could do that, brushing that pretty hair of his, and Erin thought that there was no harm on telling him. "I found a collar, magical I guess, and when I put it around my neck turns itself and me invisible" she doubted if she should continue, given how embarrassing it could be, but she owed him that. "It doesn't turn clothes invisible, so... yeah" she ended up leaving it unsaid, but she made it quite clear.

Kevin's questions didn't stop there though, and demanded more of her to answer those. "It started out of curiosity, you know?" she tried to explain. "I guess that most of us have thought sometimes what would we do if we could turn invisible, I... well, carried on with the most obvious answer" Erin really thought that anyone would do the same if given the chance, that it was just part of the human nature, hidden by the shame of what others would think. "I told you that I l-like you. It was no joke" she continued, but his final question required her to confess something even more embarrassing or lie to him, and she didn't know what to do.

"Y-you are going to think I'm a pervert but..." the stone slowly rotated in the air, as Erin fidgeted with it. "I touched myself. Just a bit" there it was, the thing that no girl would admit openly, even less to a guy, escaping her lips so she could avoid lying to Kevin.

The revelation that her invisibility was the source of some magical collar made the whole thing seem even more strange, but who was he to question what was going on? She was there right in front of him, invisible. He couldn't debate that. And there was no reason for him not to trust what she was telling him, anyway. Her mention of the collar not turning clothes invisible gave him pause before he grinned. "If only I could see what you're hiding," he muttered, clearly joking.

Kevin nodded along with her as the girl talked about her curiosity getting the better of her. He couldn't fault her. He could only imagine the kinds of trouble he'd get himself into if he had a power like that. He would undoubtedly be in the girls locker room checking out girls like Erin, her curves the kind that would make him hard if he saw them. Plus, there was something even hotter knowing that she would be totally oblivious to the fact that he was watching her. Suddenly, the invisible girl's actions didn't seem too strange. He couldn't fault her for anything she'd done.

"Honestly, I didn't think anyone paid enough attention to me to actually like me," he admitted to her when she told him she liked him. He tried his hardest to figure out who the hell it could be, but it seemed far-fetched it would be anyone he knew. He never saw girls looking at him that way.

"I don't think you're a pervert," he clarified quickly, feeling his cock stiffen inside of his jeans. He tugged his hoodie down a little lower to try to hide the sight, but the thought of this girl touching herself while she watched him in the locker room really turned him on. "Does it make me a pervert for liking it? Liking that you touched yourself while you watched me?" he asked, finding some courage within himself. Maybe it was the fact that he couldn't see her that it made it easier to let her know how he felt.

Erin stifled a small giggle when Kevin joked about being able to see what was she hiding, the idea of feeling wanted was nice, even if it was based unto nothing, since he had no information whatsoever about her. If he saw what she was hiding, he'd probably don't want to see it anymore. "You are smart and nice, of course some will look to you. Maybe not the stupid cheerleaders though..." Erin said, her whispering voice showing a clear bias against that bunch of vapid bimbos, the ones that everybody wanted and yet only the most jock of all those bros in the football team could have. Bah, they suited each other in their stupid cravings.

She sighed of relief when Kevin said she wasn't a pervert, not as much for the lack of categorization of what had she been doing, but mostly because how accepting it sounded. Almost welcoming. He was clearly not comfortable discussing it, or so she thought since he was fidgeting with his hood, but that was only natural, as he was at a disadvantage. "Y-You... you liked it?" Erin was surprised, not just about the confession itself, that was significant, but also for the courage such a thing required. "I really don't care about the labels, or at least I don't want to care, to give them power" she said. "If that makes you a pervert I don't care and I'm a pervert too and... I don't know where I'm going with this" being nervous and embarrassed almost made her abandon her whispering voice, but she kept it, even if unsteady.

"I'm glad that it ended being something good" Erin said once she managed to control herself, still embarrassed by the whole ordeal. "I..." she mumbled. "Here, hold it for a moment" she said, and Kevin could see the floating stone getting closer and closer. When he leaned in to grab it, he could feel her fingers around it, but also the sudden pressure of Erin's lips in his own. Plump. Warm. But also brief. "Thank you for accepting what I did" she said. "I... I don't want this to end" Erin admitted, not only to Kevin, but also to herself. "But I don't know if I'm ready for you to see me either" she sighed, hoping that something like that wouldn't scare Kevin away. Her fingers trembled under Kevin's, both of them still holding the stone.

It became clear that the girl wasn't one of the cheerleaders. Not that he assumed it would be one from having spoken to her. Plus, cheerleaders were so brazen, they'd probably watch the guys in the shower without turning themselves invisible. They were insufferable and knowing that she wasn't one of them was as much a relief as anything.

When the girl questioned him liking it, Kevin nodded and smiled. "I mean, it's flattering. I feel like no one ever pays me much attention. Yeah, the guys in gym give me a second glance when they see me naked, but that's about it. The girls in class don't pay much attention to me. I fly under the radar. Not that I mind it. I've never been the most social, yet here I am pouring my heart out to an invisible girl," he added with a laugh.

As the stone got closer and closer, Kevin inhaled sharply, bringing his hand out to feel her own hand. It was warm and delicate and before he could even think about how good it felt to touch her, he felt her lips against his own. He closed his eyes and kissed her back for the brief moment it lasted, savoring the feeling of those invisible lips, warm and plump and inviting.

Collecting himself, although his face was brighter shade of crimson, Kevin took a step back. "I know what you mean. I don't want this to end, either. I have gym class tomorrow," he said quickly, knowing that was probably the most ideal place for them to meet. It was warmer, so she wouldn't have to prance around outside in the nude and it was empty once everyone left for lunch.

"Why don't you meet me there? Like last time. Wait until everyone leaves and let me know you're around. You've already seen me naked. I don't have to cover up again," he said with a smile. "You don't have to let me know who you are just yet. The mystery makes it even more exciting...as weird as that sounds." Kevin gave her hand a squeeze against the rock.

"Sound good?"

Even if he couldn't see it, Kevin understanding what she meant, saying that he didn't it to end, brought a wide smile to Erin's face. For a moment she was afraid she was going to tear, but she wasn't the kind of girl that cried easily. Not that there was anything wrong with it, but it just didn't come naturally to her. Her joy turned into embarrassment, then into excitement, anticipation. Kevin wanted to meet her in the locker room, and said that he didn't have a reason to hide himself. Well, from a strictly logical point of view it made sense, she wasn't denying that, but one thing was spying on him, and him showing off another completely different.

Showing off for her.

"Ah-" she trembled, Kevin's hands tightening the grip on her own hand, helping Erin steady herself. He wanted her to see him naked, and even if it was unfair for him, he respected the secrecy of her identity. He called her a mystery. An exciting mystery. Even with her self confidence issues, Erin felt herself swoon. She noticed that he was eager, awaiting her answer. "Yes. Yes. I'll be there" she nodded a couple times before realizing that he couldn't see her.

"Now I've to..." Erin mumbled, she couldn't really go until he let her hands free. Kevin didn't know that her clothes were just a few feet away, but he had to go away first for her to change. "I mean... I left my clothes between the bushes, and I can't... until you go" even in a whisper it was clear that her voice was brighter and happier than the first time she talked, minutes ago. "No peeking, even if it sounds unfair coming from me" she giggled. Kevin had said perfectly clear that he respected her secret, so she didn't have to be afraid of that.

"Oh, of course," Kevin said with a smile, taking a step back after having let go of her hand. It was such a bizarre set of circumstances that brought them together, but even though Kevin couldn't see her, the connection was impossible to ignore. "I'll leave you to it. See you tomorrow. Well, you'll see me tomorrow," he added with a laugh before giving a wave and walking away.

Kevin was on cloud nine as he made his way back into the school, having to do everything in his power to hide how excited she'd made him from the kiss and what she told him. She actually liked him. It seemed hard to believe, but he'd heard her voice and felt her hand and her lips. She was real, even if he couldn't see her.

The following day, Kevin thought of nothing but that gym class. His other classes seemed to drag leading up to it and he had to do everything in his power to focus on the lectures without letting his mind wander. When the bell rang, he practically shot out of his seat and headed down to the gym. After changing, Kevin took it easy, playing basketball by himself on one side of the gym while the jocks played a game on the other end.

After hardly breaking a sweat, class was over and as he usually did, Kevin waited until the rest of the class was out of the shower before he undressed. He made his way to the shower completely nude, carrying his towel with him. He draped it over the wall of the showers and stepped inside, looking around and listening intently for any sound of his new friend. "Are you here?" he called out, the gym empty aside from himself, so there was no worry about looking as if he were talking to himself.

He lathered up his body, rinsing it off as thoughts wandered to the invisible girl. He could almost feel her hands on his body, her lips against his own. Lost in his own thoughts, he let his eyes fall closed, letting the jets of the shower hit his cock, feeling himself grow hard without shame. He felt like giving her a show. He wanted her to be impressed by how hard he was for her and how well hung he was. She may have wanted to hide from him, but Kevin had never felt more secure about himself knowing she liked him.

After waiting a minute or so, Erin went back into the bushes, dressing herself and removing the collar off her neck. She didn't immediately go back though, as she sat there on the grass, thinking of Kevin. He liked her! He wanted her to see him! The nagging voice of the back of her head, the one that told her how fat she was, how nobody would want her was barely audible over the excitement. She couldn't help but be hopeful, enjoy each step of the way while it lasted, wanting for it to be something true, even if Kevin didn't know her yet. The ringing of the bell awoke her into class, with the rest of the day and the morning after happening in a blur, only paused by a night filled with lewd dreams.

When the time was on, the nursery was her changing spot of choice once more, thankfully empty as usual. Erin went into the locker room as it was emptying, wandering up close to Kevin, wanting to be stealthy. She looked at him undress, drinking every gesture, every nuance. Now that they were alone in there, Erin could easily see a difference in Kevin's way of disrobing himself, in his confidence. He was showing off, Erin had no doubt about it. It wasn't anything to blatant, as Kevin wasn't a stripper, but he had a different way of conducting himself. With only his shower going on she could more or less move unnoticed, and look at his whole naked body without reservation.

"I am" Erin whispered over the sound of the water, her voice wavering as she ogled his excitation, that shameless hardness of his, that throbbing mast of such a size and girth impressed and surprised her more than expected. "It's huge..." she stuttered a bit. "I... I want to touch it" Erin dared to say, still keeping a bit of respectful space between them.

The sound of her voice was exactly what he wanted to hear. He was glad to find that she hadn't gotten cold feet after their conversation the day before. He took a deep breath and smiled as he heard her speak. She was praising his cock and the thought of a girl actually taking the time to study his body made him even more excited. The water didn't have to be on to warm him; her words were doing that on their own.

She wanted to touch it? He'd never been touched that way by a girl. He'd kissed the one girlfriend he had a year ago, but that was really the extent of his experience. He was pretty sure the invisible girl was the only one that had seen him naked and judging by what she said, she was impressed by what she saw. It put his mind at ease to know she enjoyed his body and he couldn't wait to feel her hand wrapped around his girth.

"Go ahead. I want you to," he said, licking his lips. He didn't know exactly where she was in the shower, but he was ready for her touch. He'd longed for it ever since he'd found out that she existed.

Kevin's permission to touch him send shivers though her spine, feeling so excited that she was almost afraid for a split second. She had never done that, hell, she had never done as much as kissing a boy until she decided to do it with Kevin the day before. It was so big, so obscene, so enticing. Erin started to come closer, causing a small formless disruption on the water that fell from the shower. She still kept a bit of distance, but looking down both of them could see how an invisible bridge forced the water to displace, as her arm approached that throbbing dick.

Erin's hand trembled in the air, her fingers surrounding it's girth and yet not daring to touch it yet. She pulled her hand away for a moment, finally deciding to briefly touch the tip with her index finger, an exploratory poke of sorts. It was so hot, it seemed to irradiate some kind of luscious warmth, an odd even if pleasurable notion. Her mind raced, how would be having something like that... inside? No, it wouldn't be possible, there was no way such a thing would fit, and yet she knew it would, it was precisely what it was made for.

Returning from the daydreams to reality, Erin grew bolder, as her whole hand got hold of a part of his length, her fingers unable to completely circle around his girth. "This close, this hard... it's even bigger" she whispered in admiration, giving it a tentative shake. "You can't go out like this..." she hushed, even if she wasn't even considering it. She softly and slowly tugged Kevin's cock, pumping it up and down. "Do you want me to..." she softly suggested, all her courage spent into the act, falling short of completing the sentence. The idea of masturbating the huge cock of the boy she liked felt dizzying, and couldn't think past the throbbing meat she had in front of her face.