A/N: Hi, guys. Okay, first, ThatFacelessDude is awesome. If you haven't read those fics, go read them now. This AU is from their fic "Lindsay's Development". Basic part of the storyline takes place somewhere between Chapter 7 and Chapter 8 with...basically a self-insert of how I was in high school – awkward, friendless and shy.
Basic storyline of the original story – Lindsay comes home after the summer, with her breasts having grown several cup sizes, and while she's still the sweet bubbly girl she was before, her life is changed as the girl everyone lusts after. At this point, Courtney has recruited Lindsay as her sex slave, and the blonde is happy to help Courtney find others for the little harem she's starting. She's managed to recruit Zoey, Justin and Brick (and has plans for others soon). In this story, Courtney thinks of awkward, vulnerable Angelique, and this will be a threeshot describing Angelique's experiences.
Disclaimer: Don't own these characters, don't own the situation, do own Angelique.
Lindsay had written on her arm that she had to meet Courtney for lunch, so she remembered to look for the brunette the minute she got to the cafeteria, although she joined the lunch line. Just as she got out, Courtney came up to her.
"Lindsay, there you are. Come on!" The blonde let Courtney drag her to the back of the cafeteria.
"Okay, so I know you had some other ideas for people to expand my harem, but I had another thought. See that girl over there?" Courtney pointed to a petite girl who was sitting in a corner on her own. She had brown hair loose and past her shoulders, with a few aqua streaks. Her grey eyes were flickering around, not really landing on anyone. It looked as if she was scared of something.
Lindsay nodded. "I don't know her, though. I don't think she's in any of my classes."
"What do you think of her?" Courtney asked.
"You mean physically?" Lindsay asked. Courtney nodded patiently, and Lindsay answered "Well, she has like really nice boobs, I mean they're almost as big as mine. I can see she's small, but I can't, like, tell what her butt is like because of those loose jeans. But she has a really cute face and pretty eyes."
Courtney smiled. "Okay. That's what I wanted to know. Now, the only thing is how to get to her. Usually, I'd just have you come on to her after volleyball practice or at a party, but she never goes to parties and she goes straight home after school."
"Why don't we just approach her now?" Lindsay suggested.
Courtney gave a sigh. "Because I know her, and I know she'd totally freak if we did that in front of everyone. No, we need to find a way for you to talk to her. She knows who you are, and I saw her staring at you once." She paused thoughtfully, and then her eyes lit up. "I know! She always leaves the cafeteria earlier than anyone else, and usually, she goes to the girls' bathroom at least once this break. Once she's gone in, wait in one of the cubicles until she's done. Then, you know what to do."
"Yes, Mistress." Lindsay said obediently. "Wait...I don't know her name!"
"Oh, sorry." Courtney apologized. "Her name's Angelique."
The two girls sat in silence until Angelique got up and left. Then, Courtney nodded to Lindsay and the blonde got up to follow the quieter girl.
As it turned out, although Angelique did head straight for the girls' bathrooms, she wasn't in any of the cubicles. She was staring at herself in the mirror, her face critical.
"Hi, Angel." Lindsay said softly.
Angelique spun around. "Oh! Hi...Lindsay, isn't it?" she said. She was shocked. She hadn't known Lindsay even knew her name, since they didn't share any classes and they'd never spoken. But ever since Lindsay's boobs had grown, everyone knew about them, Angelique included. She'd never thought she was into girls, but one look at Lindsay and she'd felt both aroused and inadequate.
The blonde nodded. "Don't you know me?"
"Well...um...I guess." Angelique stammered. "But we've never talked before...and..." She was trying her best to look anywhere except at Lindsay.
"Hey, what's wrong?" The blonde draped her arm around the grey-eyed girl, who was blushing furiously. "By the way," she added, her voice dropping to a seductive tone, "You look gorgeous."
"Um, thanks..." Angelique murmured awkwardly. "So do you."
Lindsay's blue eyes lit up. This was it. "Really?" she said in an excited voice. "Do you really think I'm gorgeous?" Angelique blushed even more and cast her gaze to the ground. Lindsay tilted her face back up and said "Why are you so sad? I like it when people tell me I'm gorgeous. Did you, like, not mean it?" She pouted.
"No..I...I did mean it!" Angelique stuttered. "I just...I just felt weird saying it...because, you know, we're both girls, and..."
"Don't feel embarrassed about saying that to me." Lindsay said. "I said it to you. And you are gorgeous."
"No, I'm not!"
"You are." Lindsay said, her voice sincere. "If you want, I can prove it to you."
"Prove it?" Angelique's voice shook. "H-how do you..." Her voice trailed off as Lindsay gently guided her into one of the bathroom stalls and locked the door. Then, she smiled, gently leaned in, and kissed the smaller girl. At first, Angelique stiffened, but then she relaxed and kissed Lindsay back. Without noticing, her hands wandered, landing on Lindsay's giant boobs.
Lindsay broke the kiss and smiled. "You like them?"
"Hm?"
"My boobies."
Angelique looked down at her hands, and quickly took them off Lindsay, flushing again. The blonde smiled at her and took her hands again, placing them back where they were. "Go on." she encouraged. "You can touch them."
Angelique was literally trembling now, but she began to relax as she started to move and squeeze Lindsay's boobs.
"You really like touching them, don't you?" Lindsay giggled.
"They're just...you know...really amazing." Angelique admitted.
Lindsay giggled again, and then reached under Angelique's hoodie, asking her for permission with her eyes.
The grey-eyed girl gave a nod, not sure what Lindsay was asking but sure that she would want it, and the blonde went for her boobs, caressing them over Angelique's bra.
"By the way," Lindsay said as the two girls touched each other's boobs. "You know Courtney? She thinks you're gorgeous too."
"Courtney?" Angelique's was finding it hard to think. "You mean...the Hispanic girl with the brown hair? She's in my Calculus class."
"Yeah." Lindsay said. "She wanted me to come talk to you, Angel. We, like, do this stuff together, and we both think you're really hot and we want you to come join us."
At that moment, the blonde pulled her hands back and stepped a little further away from Angelique.
The grey-eyed girl looked confused. "Wait...so you and Courtney are both into girls? I thought Courtney had a boyfriend." She didn't know much about it, but everyone knew of Courtney's boyfriend.
"Yes!" Lindsay smiled. "Well, we're into boys too, but we would love it if you came and joined us."
"Um..." Angelique's mind was going a mile a minute. "I guess...I'd like to."
"Awesome!" Lindsay said. "Anyway, I better go tell her you said yes. She said to tell you to talk to her if you wanna, like, come join us and she'll tell you what to do next."
And with that, Lindsay left the bathroom, leaving Angelique's mind spinning. The school's hottest girl had just kissed her. She had just touched her tits and let Angelique touch hers. And she had liked it. She'd never felt so close to anyone.
Well, to be honest, Lindsay had delivered Angelique's first kiss, but even before that, when Lindsay had called her 'gorgeous', she had never felt anything better than the feeling of warmth that flooded through her at it. Nor could she do anything except collapse on the seat and start trying to use some toilet paper to partially dry her damp panties.
So? This story will be bumped up to an M in the third chapter, just as "Lindsay's Development" is. So please review! I hope that the characterization of Lindsay is consistent with the story – in many ways, Lindsay's skills are what she learned from Courtney.