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Chapter 2: Change
"Quagmire...Quagmire!"
"...Huh? Oh sorry, what?"
"Listen Quagmire, you've been acting really strange lately...no sex jokes, no hitting on girls, no going home with said girls.", Joe observed.
"Yeah, Joe's right, lately you been actin' like a completely different person, Quagmire.", Peter added.
"What? That's crazy! Trust me guys, I'm still the same lovable Quagmire!", Quagmire denied wholeheartedly.
"Yeah, yeah, sure", Joe sighed and rolled across the floors of The Drunken Clam to go shoot darts.
"Whatever you say, pal", Peter shook his head and went to join Joe.
Quagmire laid his head down on the table and sighed. No matter what he said, he knew that his friends were right. It had already been two days and he still couldn't put the memory of Meg out of his head and for Quagmire, that was well...huge!
While he was wallowing in pity, an idea suddenly occurred to him. "HA! That's it! I'll just go out and get laid tonight!", Quagmire yelled, startling the other patrons of the bar as the sudden revelation overcame him.
He jumped out of his seat and downed his whole mug of beer. As he finished it up, he turned and started to march towards the door.
"Hey Quagmire, you still bein' lame? hehehehehe!", Peter laughed at his own question.
"Just havin' a little slump Peter, but not anymore.", Quagmire replied with a determined glint in his eyes, not even aware of the quizzical stares other people were giving him. On his way to the door, he suddenly stopped and turned towards a very drunk blonde sitting at the bar.
He gave her a quick once over, noting the skimpy red dress she wore and the way she jutted her breasts out when she laughed. Quagmire walked right over to her and kissed her furiously.
"Wanna have sex, Beautiful?"
"Hmm... sure!"
"Alright!", "looks like I'm back boys! See ya later!", Quagmire declared as he and his 'date' left the bar. By the time they got to his house it was pouring down rain and they started to stumble up the driveway while trying not to get too wet. Suddenly Quagmire stopped and turned his head.
"Wha...what is it?", the drunk girl asked.
"Nothin' baby... just thought I heard somethin'... that's all", Quagmire retorted and started to walk when he suddenly stopped again. "What the... is somebody crying?", he wondered to himself.
"What's wrong now?", she pouted.
"Nothin', nothin'... just hold on a minute", he responded as he looked for the source of the crying. He rounded the corner and stopped suddenly, "...Meg?"...
"...Mr. Quagmire?", Meg looked up at Quagmire's worried face.
"What are doing out here in the rain... why are you crying?", Quagmire questioned her.
"... I just... needed a little air, ya' know? ...And I'm not crying, it's just the rain", she lied.
"Then why didn't you just open a window or somethin'?"
"Look, Quagmire! I just wanted to be out here! O.k?"
Quagmire looked at her in stunned silence for a moment. Meg hardly ever raised her voice around him and if she did, it was usually raised towards one of her family members. After a few seconds, he walked over and sat down beside her. "...O.k."
"Wha...What are you...doing?", Meg glanced sideways at him.
"Same thing as you... What's it look like?"
"Well... why? You're getting soaked."
"I already am and I'm not moving until you tell me the truth."...
"...Fine, then just stay here."
"O.k, I will."
A few more seconds passed by until Meg couldn't take it anymoreand she sighed, "Ugh, fine I'll tell you... I got locked out of the house, o.k?"
"What? who locked you out?"
"Everybody, It's what they do. Happens all the time."
"That's awful! They didn't even let you back in when it started raining?"
"They kicked me out while it was raining."
As soon as those words left Meg's mouth, Quagmire stood up and spoke to her, "come on."
"...Huh, where?"
"To my house, I'm not gonna let you stay out here in the rain!" When there was no response from her, he crouched down in front of her, "look, would you rather stay out here all night?"
"... Are you sure it's o.k, Mr. Quagmire?"
"Yeah, so come on."...
"...O.k."
Quagmire grabbed Meg and led her around to his house. As they made it to the door Quagmire stopped midstep, "oh crap, I completely forgot."
They stood in front of the drunk girl asleep on the doorstep.
"Umm, let me call her a cab real quick."
"Are you serious? I should just leave, you're obviously busy so..."
"No!... I mean it's o.k, she was just...visiting...and now she's done so... I'm just gonna call that cab now, o.k?"...
"O.k... I guess."
"Great!", Quagmire practically shouted, waking the sleeping girl up in the process. As he was on the phone, Meg was left alone with the girl, now struggling to sit up. Suddenly the girl caught sight of Meg, who looked around nervously, while she sized her up.
"You wanna have a threesome with HER?", she exclaimed.
"THREESOME?", Quagmire spluttered. "NO!", he screamed at the girl. "What? No, not you either! Just hurry and get over here to give this girl a ride home!", he retorted to the cab driver, who had thought he was talking to him.
As soon as he closed his cellphone he hurried over to where Meg was. "Sorry about that, the cab should be here soon."
"Come on, let's go inside". He said as he walked to the door, fumbling for his keys. He pushed it open and turned on the light. "Come on in", he gestured towards the door as he picked up the girl and carried her to the couch where he laid her down on it.
The drunk girl leaned over the side of the couch and started to vomit. "Oh man, are you kidding me," Quagmire grabbed a wastebasket and held it under her mouth until she was done throwing up. She quickly passed out and Meg watched silently, as he cleaned the mess up.
He went into the kitchen to get more rags and when he came back he saw Meg wiping the girl's face off with one washcloth and using another damp washcloth for her forehead. He watched silently for a moment as he took in the whole picture.
Meg's wet hair clung to the sides of her face and he found himself completely mesmerized by her. The gentleness of her hands, the way her clothes clung to her body. "Mr. Quagmire, are you o.k?"
..."Huh? ...Oh yeah."... "You uh, don't have to do that you know", he said as he kneeled on the floor to finish cleaning.
"It's no problem, I used to have to do this for dad whenever mom wasn't at home"
"Oh, that explains it", he murmured to himself.
"Explains what?"
"Huh? Oh... uh, nothing"
Before Meg could reply, they heard the taxi horn honk. Quagmire jumped up and grabbed the sleeping girl, carrying her outside. He laid her in the cab and handed the driver some money to take her wherever she needed to go. He shut the door and the driver sped off down the street. He walked back into the house and looked over at Meg who was standing by the door awkwardly.
"Oh right, you should take a shower, I'll get some clothes for you to wear too."
"Wait!... I uhh... I mean... I'm not sure... that's such a good idea... ya' know... it's just..."
"Oh right... relax Meg, I'm not gonna take advantage of you or anything", Quagmire chuckled at a very red faced Meg. With that said, he led her to the bathroom in his bedroom and picked out some clothes for her to wear, then he showed her where everything was and quickly shoved her inside and shut the door so she wouldn't realize just what he was thinking.
"I'll come check on you in about thirty minutes!", he stammered as he quickly grabbed a change of clothes for himself and exited his bedroom while trying to think of other things; Like cleaning himself off and sleeping arrangements, which shouldn't be much of a problem given the numerous beds scattered around the house.
As Meg stepped out of the shower, she reached for a towel when she suddenly stopped and gasped, dropping her glasses on the floor. The whole entire bathroom was decorated with naked women and other sexual things that Meg had never even heard of or seen before. Meg quickly grabbed a towel to wrap around herself and Quagmire's clothes, and ran out of the bathroom. Maybe this was a bad idea... It seemed to be like walking into a lion's den.
She closed the door and leaned against it, sighing a deep, relieved breath... that is until she opened her eyes again. Standing there in front of her was... A very wide-eyed Quagmire!
"AHHH! Mr. Quagmire, what the hell are you doing in here?", she screamed at him as a huge blush spread out across her face. She wrapped the towel tightly around her and all Quagmire could do was stand there with his mouth hanging open.
"QUAGMIRE!"
That scream seemed to snap him out of his daze and he quickly apologized, "Meg, I'm so sorry! I was just coming to check on you and get your wet clothes but then you...startled me a little bit...", he trailed off as he tried to keep his eyes from roaming.
"Try not to stare, Quagmire.", she sarcastically retorted.
"Sorry", he apologized, sheepishly.
"Can you please just get out of here so I can change?"
"Yeah, sure... umm... let me just get your wet clothes... Sorry, I'm gonna squeeze by you real quick", Quagmire said as he slid past her and into the bathroom...
"O.k." As soon as he picked up her clothes, he handed her glasses to her and hurried back to the bedroom. As he headed to the door he stopped and turned around slightly.
"I... uhh... I'm sorry Meg", he apologized again.
"It's o.k... just a little embarrassing is all", Meg laughed it off, albeit a bit awkwardly. With that, Quagmire left the room. After a few minutes Meg still hadn't come out so Quagmire decided to go check on her.
He made his way through the hall and poked his head through the door cautiously, "...Meg?... are you o.k in here?"...
"... Uh yeah, Mr. Quagmire", Meg suddenly appeared in front of the door looking a little flustered.
"What's wrong?"...
"...Are you sure this is o.k?"
"Huh? What are you talkin' about?"
"...This.", she muttered as she shifted uncomfortably and showed him what she was wearing.
Quagmire looked up and down at the boxers and button up shirt she had on, "Whoa, she looks so...", "Cute..."
"What?", Meg asked as if she had just heard the strangest thing ever.
"Oh crap, I can't believe I just said that out loud!"..."...Oh well I guess, since I already said it..." "Sorry Meg, but you just look cute like that.", he said with a little laugh.
"...How do you do that, Mr. Quagmire?"
"Huh, do what?"
"You know, speak so... bluntly, like it's no big deal"...
"...Well, I don't know, I guess I never really thought about it much before."
"Wow, that's really... brave."
"N...not really", he stammered, trying not to blush, "anyway, it's getting pretty late so maybe we should try to get some sleep."...
"Uh, yeah."
"Great! I'm gonna sleep in the living room so you can sleep in here, o.k?"
"Um, really? I mean, I don't want to kick you out of your bedroom or anything..."
"No, no! Don't worry about it, It's just better if I sleep in there, ya know?", Quagmire quickly replied. He pictured Meg sleeping in the living room on one of the beds and accidentally pressing one of the 'secret buttons'.
"Mr. Quagmire... Mr. Quagmire!", Meg shouted again to get his attention.
"H...huh?"
"I said, Are you sure?"...
"Oh, yeah. O..of course.", he spoke sheepishly as he tried to clear the previous thoughts from his head. "Well I guess I'll let you get some sleep. Let me know if you need anything o.k?"
"Um, alright... Oh, Mr. Quagmire?" Quagmire stopped at the door and turned back towards Meg. "Thank you for... well, everything.", she smiled gratefully.
"Oh, It's nothing really. I'm just glad that I could help."
"Yeah... well goodnight Mr. Quagmire."
"Goodnight Meg.", he said softly as he closed the door and sighed. Tonight was going to be a very long night.
That night, Quagmire tossed and turned in the bed. It was hard to sleep when he had a girl sleeping in his house, let alone in his bed and the fact that it was Meg seemed to put him even more on edge. When he finally did manage to fall asleep, his dreams were filled with images of the very person he couldn't stop thinking about when he was awake.
'Hey Meg, I've been looking everywhere for you!', Quagmire smiled, running up to meet her.
'Oh hey Mr. Quagmire! Did you need something?', she questioned, her voice full of interest.
'Actually I have a present for you, for your birthday!', he exclaimed, handing her a small box.
'Oh wow! What is it?'
'Open it.'
Meg shook the wrapped box gently before opening it, '...Pills?'
'Well, it's sort of a... supplement.'...
'...Oh... like vitamins?'
'Uh yeah, sure... here, they'll make you feel better and uh... perky. Yeah, that's it! Nice and perky!', he rambled quickly.
'Huh? Weird present... but uh, thanks a lot', she smiled before popping two of the pills into her mouth. All of a sudden her breasts started to grow very large, causing her to panic. 'What the... Quagmire, what's going on? What kind of pills did you give me?', she screamed at him, in full panic mode.
'Wait Meg... look, before you get mad just let me explain.', he begged her.
'… O.k, go on.', she hesitantly said after a few moments.
'Well, you're always so sad because everyone walks all over you and treats you, well... like crap. I mean, I really wanted you to be happy! And I wanted to make you smile... I guess what I'm trying to say is, I wanted to be the one to make you smile and I thought this would make you happy. That's all I really want, ya' know.', he finished and looked at her expectantly.
'...Wow...', She looked at him in shock. '...That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me... and I guess they are pretty nice... and perky... and... and... Oh Quagmire, I really love them now!', she squealed and threw her arms around him, hugging him furiously. Quagmire slipped his arms around her and hugged her back. As seemingly innocent as this was, he was also very aware of her breasts pressing firmly against his chest at that moment. He leaned down towards her waiting lips as she looked at him expectantly.
At last, their lips connected, 'Oh Quagmire...', she moaned against his lips, "Quagmire".
"Mr. Quagmire!"...
"Ahh!", Quagmire bolted up in the bed. He looked up to see Meg standing there, biting her lip. "Wh...what's goin' on?", he asked her groggily, trying to forget his dream for the moment. There would be plenty of time to contemplate that later.
"Sorry, I couldn't sleep so I was going to get a glass of water and I heard you moaning and talking in your sleep. I came to check on you and saw you tossing and turning. You looked really uncomfortable so I woke you up. I'm sorry, I should've just let you sleep..."
"No, no. I'm... glad you woke me up, really. I just fell asleep about an hour ago anyway... I guess it's a restless night for both of us."
"Yeah... hey, do you wanna hang out or something for a little while until we get sleepy?", she looked at him uncertainly.
"...Sure, sit down and we can talk.", he gestured to the other side of the bed. "This'll be fun, like a coed sleepover!" Meg chuckled nervously and sat down on the bed beside Quagmire and settled in. At first the conversation was awkward and strained, neither one of them knowing exactly what to talk about, but soon they were talking about everything. They talked for hours and as they started to get sleepy, they decided to get cozier. They turned on the t.v to watch a movie and got under the covers.
As their eyes started to droop a little, Quagmire suddenly asked, "Meg, your birthday's in two days, right?"...
"...Yeah.", she murmured after a few seconds.
"Did your family remember yet?"
"No", she whispered.
'How could they do that to her?' "Do you... want to hang out with me for your birthday?"
"...Really?"
"Yeah... I mean It's better than staying at home doing nothing, isn't it?"
"... Good point. That'd be... really nice..." "I think I'd rather be with you anyway.", she whispered before drifting off to sleep.
Quagmire looked over at the girl sleeping next to him. "Me too", he spoke softly. It was strange that he felt anything other than the usual lust for this girl, but at the moment Quagmire didn't really care. Maybe it was because he was so sleepy, but things had never seemed so right to him in his life. He smiled as he held Meg closer and fell asleep.
Thank you so much loessar , for the breast enlargement idea! I blushed so much while writing it though! Lol