MMG Third Monday

It’s okay to break the law for the sake of teasing.

“Seriously? You two aren’t dating yet?” Lee asks his best-friend-and-neighbor in class while pretending to take notes.

“Shut up,” Logan replies while staring out the window.

“You expecting her to come in late or something?”

“N-no. She said she was sick and wouldn’t be coming in today.”

“Ah! So you’re worried about her! That’s so cute, bro.”

“Don’t call me cute and bro in the same sentence. That’s weird—”

Their teacher throws an eraser with incredible speed between the two chatting boys. “Do I have to separate you two again?!” she shouts at them.

Both boys hush up and focus on begrudgingly taking notes. Of course, even after being scolded, it doesn’t stop Logan from looking outside the window every now and then in hopes of seeing his love and childhood friend from rushing in through the school’s front gates.

It just doesn’t feel right without her.

Maybe he should make her some soup and take it to her after school? Or better yet, he could fake being sick himself to get sent home and then take her some soup. No, she would be mad at him if he skipped class to do that even if it’s for her own sake. Of course, it wouldn’t be purely for her own sake. He really wants to see her, too.

“You look so worried,” Lee whispers. “That expression on your face is adorable.”

“Stop calling me cute and adorable, you dick. It’s weird,” Logan whispers back. “She already calls me that enough. I don’t need to be harassed by you on top of that.”

“Who’s harassing you?” a feminine voice asks from Lee’s direction.

Logan looks over. Where Lee was sitting is now none other than the girl who is supposed to be sick at home.

With messy, white hair that reaches down to her waist over top of her school uniform, bangs that hang down between her violet eyes, and pale skin almost as white as her hair is, the girl sitting in Lee’s seat is Logan’s childhood friend and the girl that he has been in love with for years.

Her name is Koppi, and she is a doppelganger.

“Are you that worried about Lee? I’m going to start thinking you’re more than just wannabe boyfriends if you look like a concerned wife over him,” Koppi teases with her chin resting on her joined hands.

Logan pulls out his phone and looks at his texts. They previously said that Koppi sent them, but they now show the truth: Lee sent them, and he sent them in a group chat to both Logan and Koppi.

While magic itself may no longer be possible, there are still beings with special powers such as doppelgangers.

“You know that impersonating others and messing with minds is illegal, right?” Logan scolds her, but he looks and sounds more embarrassed than anything else.

“And doodling a certain childhood friend in your notebook instead of taking notes is sexual harassment!” Koppi says with a giggle.

“Wh-what? How is that – that’s not—” Logan wants to refute her words, but when he looks at her again, he sees her brightly smiling and trying her best to hold back even more giggles.

Another eraser flies between them.

…

Logan huffs, stomps into his bedroom, and slams the door behind him!

“She’s always teasing me! There has to be something I can do to get back at her,” he says while pacing back and forth in his room. Sure, he may have tons of homework to do, but none of that is important right now. The most important thing right now is trying to figure out a way to get back at his sadistic, teasing, law-breaking, childhood friend known as Koppi.

His phone vibrates on his desk.

When he checks the text message, it ends up being a picture from Koppi where she is taking on the form of his favorite girl from the MOBA game that he plays. Not only is Koppi making herself look like somebody much more mature, womanly, and incredibly more curvy, but she is striking a suggestive pose on her bed where he can only see her from the tops of her now-massive breasts and above. It doesn’t look like she is wearing anything, either.

Right now, next door in the bedroom that he can see from his window, is his favorite character naked.

Logan feels his heart pounding against his chest.

He wants nothing more than to see the rest of that picture. He would even appreciate being teased more right now! Well, as long as the teasing is more like what she just sent him.

What if…

Logan walks over to his window, opens the blinds, and looks across the yard into the window of Koppi’s bedroom.

He sees her standing in front of the window rolling her massive breasts within her hands. Well, they might not look like her breasts and her hands, but they’re still hers underneath the transformation.

So, why is Logan looking as if he’s just seen a ghost despite seeing his first and only love playing with herself?

Because she is currently transformed into a very obese sumo wrestler he.

She may be playing with boobs, but they are man boobs.

Koppi turns into a fully clothed—if not clothed more so than usual—version of his favorite character so that she can point and laugh at Logan’s expression.

Not only did he just get blueballed and bait-and-switched, but now he’s being mocked by his favorite character.

Logan closes the blinds, walks over to his bed, and falls face-first onto it with his face burying itself within his pillow.

Muffling his shouts of frustration with his pillow isn’t enough to prevent his mother from coming upstairs and asking him what’s wrong.

…

It’s pool day in gym class. Pool day is a glorious day because, while the girls may have to wear one-piece swimming suits that are meant to hide their bodies so that they are not sexualized, the horny teenage boys find a certain eroticism in their swimsuits.

Logan is one such boy. There are plenty of girls with amazing bodies in his class, but there is one girl in particular that he wants to see more than any of them.

He looks at Koppi.

There are many cliché phrases that Logan can think of to describe just how flat she is, but none of them would do her justice.

He has no idea how somebody as petite as her can turn herself into grossly obese sumo wrestler men. Where does all the weight and size in general come from? At least in some of the comics that he reads, superheroes can turn their fat into things which results in having very large reservoirs of fat that just so happen to be visually appealing to horny teenage boys such as himself, but Koppi has no such thing.

Even so, when Koppi flashes him a smile and strikes a teasing pose, he finds his heart racing and his hands shooting down over his crotch to hide the effect that she has on him.

“As – as if I’d ever get excited from somebody so flat!” Logan shouts, the sound of everybody splashing in the water fortunately being loud enough to drown out his voice from them hearing.

Rather than tease him about how she never brought up him getting excited, Koppi shifts her body so that she just looks a few years older and much bustier. Her breasts and rear are practically spilling out from her suit at this point with very little left to the imagination, prompting Logan to jump into the water as quickly as he can!

When the teacher looks over to see what that was about, he just sees Koppi with her usual body walking over toward the water.

The real teasing starts within the pool.

Koppi turns several strands of her underwater hair into long tentacles that slither through the water and wrap around Logan’s ankles. She’s then able to reel him in despite his desperate struggling to break free from her hair-tentacles’ grasps, but he isn’t strong enough in either strength nor spirit to obtain freedom.

Instead, he gets pulled in right against her so that her chest is pressing against his back with her head right next to his.

“You’re so cute when you’re,” Koppi pauses to gently blow into his ear, “flustered.”

Now he has the determination to break free.

Logan escapes her and swims to the far end of the pool before anybody else reaches it! When he turns around and looks at her, he sees her smug smile holding back laughter at his face that is as red as a ripe tomato.

…

“I told you! I don’t have any left!” Logan shouts at the three boys in front of him, his back pressed against the wall with no escape routes open.

This isn’t the first time that this has happened, and he doubts that it will be the last.

They come for him once a week to shake him down for any money that he has before lunch. He already gave them all of his cash, and now he is left with nothing.

“Hey, what about his phone? I bet we could like, sell that or something,” one of the boys says.

“Yeah, good idea! Hey, freak lover, hand over your phone,” another one of the boys says.

“Freak lover?” Logan asks. He’s never heard them call him that before.

“Duh. You’re all lovey-dovey with that freak in your class, aren’t you? The one who just copies what everybody else loo—”

Logan’s fist flies into the bully’s face, knocking out two of his teeth, but retaliation is swift.

He finds himself on the ground with his knees to his chest and his arms over his head to try and protect himself against the three boys kicking and punching him.

And then they stop.

Logan looks around and sees them on the ground with bloodied faces.

What happened?

He looks up.

Standing before him is the school’s most notorious thug of a student. Only, as soon as the three bullies run away after vowing to never touch Logan again, his savior reveals herself to be Koppi.

Logan goes from looking appreciative to looking ashamed.

“I didn’t need your help. I had them,” Logan says, wiping blood off from his face.

“Sure looked like it,” Koppi says.

“Shut it.”

“What started the fight?” Koppi asks, stepping closer, but stopping when she sees him back away.

“I said shut it! It’s none of your business and I didn’t need your help.”

“You’re always getting into fights,” Koppi says with a sigh before pulling out a small cloth to wipe some blood away from Logan’s nose and lips. “You need to learn when to just play along or run away.”

“I do know when to do that,” Logan says with flushed cheeks as she cleans his face up. Despite just saying that he doesn’t need her help, being helped by her always feels wonderful.

“Sure looks like it.”

“This wasn’t one of the times to do that.”

“How come?”

Logan looks away. “Don’t worry about it.”

Koppi tilts her head as she looks at him. It takes her a couple of moments to piece the information together, but she realizes what happened. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time that this has happened.

He’s been standing up for her ever since they were kids. Whenever anybody would bully her or make fun of her behind her back, Logan was the first one to swing his fists and punish whoever spoke negatively about her. Though, in recent years, their roles have been reversed as Koppi has been using her powers to protect him.

“You’re so stubborn, but that’s part of why I love you,” Koppi says. “Is it really so bad that I want to help you?”

“Guys are supposed to protect girls! It’s not supposed to be the other way around,” Logan explains while trying to calm his heart from what she just said. It isn't the first time she's announced her love, but that doesn't make it any easier on his heart.

Koppi sticks out her tongue and crouches down in front of him. “We’ll protect each other, kay?”

Logan looks into her eyes and realizes that there is hardly any space between their faces. His eyes are torn between staring into her alluring eyes or gazing at her soft, delicate lips that are just in front of his own.

Of course, before he can regain his composure to respond or act, she licks his nose before hopping up and back with a giggle and grin.

“Wh-what was that for?!” Logan shouts at her with burning cheeks.

“How could I resist when your reactions are so cute?” Koppi asks.

…

On a Friday night, rather than get some extra sleep or stay up late playing video games, Logan finds himself lying in bed waiting for a text back from Koppi. Most of their weekend nights are like this.

As much as Logan may get embarrassed and frustrated by her relentless teasing, he loves every single moment spent with her. Whether it is in person or through text messages, he just can’t get enough of her.

He’ll never let her know that, of course.

>Koppi: owo whats this

>Logan: really? I send you that giant text about the latest Revengers movie and you reply with a dumb meme?

>Koppi: tldr bro

>Koppi: + we both kno u have bad taste in movies so your opinion doesn’t matter o3o

>Logan: I’m so sorry for not wanting to watch a reskin of the same movie that came out last year, and the year before that, and the year before that, and the year before that.

>Koppi: ur getting tldr again, b careful

>Logan: THAT WAS BARELY LONG

>Koppi: thats wut she said, ayyyyyyyyy (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞

>Logan: I’m going to bed, night

>Koppi: no ur not

>Logan: Yes I am!

>Koppi: nah

Logan waits a few minutes before replying.

>Logan: I am!

>Koppi: then y arent u sleeping yet

>Logan: Because

>Koppi: Need me to cum over and help tire you out?

>Logan: GOODNIGHT

He tosses his phone across his room to try and ignore her teasing texts. Sure, he loves spending time with her and texting her, but his virgin heart can only handle so much of her behavior.

Yet, as soon as he hears his phone vibrate, he gets out of bed and picks up his phone.

It’s a picture message of Koppi wearing a cute, girly nightgown while winking and blowing a kiss with a cat filter on it giving her feline ears and whiskers.

He doesn’t know how much more of this his heart will be able to handle before he has a heart attack.

While Logan clutches his shirt over his heart, staring at the picture she sent him, Koppi is next door happily kicking her feet in bed and rolling from side to side wishing that she could see his reaction to her picture.

When their conversation eventually ends with Logan falling asleep, Koppi starts putting together a mental list of all the ways to tease and torture him next week.

She’ll have to get his mom’s permission to sneak into his room again to look through his browser history for more girls to turn herself into.