I’ll Stop the World and Fuck with You (Chapter: 1) [FM] [timestop][ENF][huml]

# Chapter 1: Not a Typical Morning

I woke up to the sound of my alarm… again… Having already snoozed it twice this morning. Wait any longer and I’ll have people yelling at me to get up, so I’d best get on with things.

I get out of bed and start to pull out some clothes for the day. My room is rather small; a bed, a dresser, a desk and chair, a small closet, and hardly enough floor space for much of anything else. With 3 sisters, I naturally wound up with the smallest bedroom being the only boy. My older sister, Anne, got her choice of rooms being the oldest, and my two younger sisters, Chris and Amy, got the next largest because they shared it, that is until my older sister graduated and gave her room to Amy, opting to move into the basement for the times she comes back home.

If you asked just about anyone at school to describe me, they’d probably say “average”. Can’t say that’s so far off though. I was an average student, good grades but not head of the class. I was average physically, a little under 6 foot, not unathletic but not a sports star either. I have short black hair and have features that are attractive, but not enough so to have girls hanging all over me. All this is to say that my *life* is average. Uneventful and at times a bit boring. I used to wish for something amazing to come along and change my life into something altogether different and exciting, but I’m too old for childish fantasies like that now.

I get myself cleaned up and dressed, grab a quick breakfast, and hurry my younger sisters along into the back seat of my family’s old car they’ve allowed me to drive, and take the three of us off to school. Amy, my youngest sister, sweet but really spoiled, only occasionally lets herself be heard to talk about herself or to ask if we’re there yet. Amy might be the youngest, but it’s already easy to say she’s going to be the sexiest of the three sisters. Firm, evenly shaped C-cup boobs, standing just a bit taller than her older sister at around 5’ and a round butt (admittedly Chris might have her beat in that department), with her brown wavy hair and eager smile, she’s a real peach. She’s also generally nice to be around, enthusiastic and spontaneous, though she is also a bit spoiled. I Guess it comes with being the youngest, most likable of the siblings; parents favor her at home, teachers favor her in class, and it sometimes has nasty ways of showing up. Chris, my next youngest sister, has fully entered her rebellious phase. This means streaks of red dye through her jet black hair and tight leather clothes, occasionally pressing together her developing B breasts for a bit of cleavage, even though she vehemently insists she doesn’t care. Already outgrown by Amy, a year younger than her, she’s the smallest of the household, which has given her a few insecurities about being grown up, but there’s something alluring about her shorter legs and smaller stature; namely it makes her look quite fit. Her butt is quite wide and full too, maybe nicer than most butts. It’s hard to get a word out of her, and if you do, it’s often short and venomous. It makes for… trying mornings sometimes.

We drive past an intersection where I have the right of way when I suddenly hear a loud car horn. I look to my left, to the source, and see a 2005 Ford Focus hurtling at us at unimaginable speed. Amy manages to shriek as I can do nothing but close my eyes, out of instinct, in terror. My life flashes before my eyes and… nothing. No impact. When I finally dare to open my eyes, the car has come to a complete stop. How… I sit for a moment, frozen and confused.

“Are… Are you girls ok?” I say over my shoulder. “Are we dead?…” I turn around to see both of my younger sister’s faces frozen, unblinking in panic “Am I talking to myself?”

I slowly start to recognize that the world around me is quiet. Not only quiet, but *silent*, I no longer even hear the hum of my car’s engine, or the traffic around me. And more than silent, it’s… stopped?

“Yep. Totally dead. That’s just great… I didn’t expect death to be quite so boring though”.

I check myself over and don’t notice any injuries. I pinch myself to make sure I can still feel. Pinching harder I scratch myself slightly a draw a bit of blood. “Well that doesn’t seem right for a dead guy” I mutter to myself. I consider the other possibilities. “Well, I guess the world could be frozen? That would be pretty awesome… But also not so great since my sisters and I are stuck in a car that’s stalled moments from a painful death.”

I try the gas pedal to see if I can get us away from the oncoming danger, but nothing seems to happen. Cars don’t seem to work in this frozen world. “Damn, what the hell’s going on?” I try the door and it gives easily, allowing me to step outside and take a look around. I look at the car and have an idea; pushing our car could take all day, but luckily that’s exactly what I’ve got now. I get behind the car and get ready to push, but then look over at the car that was about to crush us. I figure it might be disorienting for the girls if our car suddenly shifts out of the way, so instead I head over to the other car and give it a shove to see if I can force it to swerve into a nearby pole instead of hitting us.

I lean into the car and am shocked by how easily I’m able to shift the vehicle; it’s almost effortless. Pushing the other car into a swerve also gives me a good look at the driver: a woman in her mid-thirties, coffee in one hand and phone clenched in her shoulder. “Wonder how this accident could have happened…”To her credit her face is at least contorted in a scream, so she’s not completely clueless.

I check the car door and find it unlocked. I grab the woman’s arm and move it to turn her car’s wheel into the swerve. “There, that should make the sudden turn less confusing for her.”
I shut the door and start to walk away, but then think again, heading back to the woman’s car and opening the door.

“You nearly hit three kids lady. You deserve this” I say as I tilt her coffee to ensure it pours out directly onto her lap when time restarts. As I lean across the woman to reach the hand holding her coffee, I realize my head is leaning in rather close to the woman’s cleavage. “… Ah, fuck it” I say just before I take a moment to motorboat the woman’s ample cleavage. “You deserved that too.”

I shut her car door and head back to my own car. Sitting down in the driver’s seat I look over to make sure we’re out of the path of danger… Then realize I don’t know how time stopped in the first place or how to restart it… “Well this will probably look stupid, but at least nobody in this frozen world can see me.” I tense up my whole body and focus on the idea of starting time.

CRASH! The car hits the pole and comes to a stand still, the woman inside is apparently alright, though she does jump out of the vehicle and rips off her skirt screaming about hot coffee, giving the whole street a good look at her skimpy black panties.

“Holy shit, did we live?” Chris asks. “Thanks for the vote of confidence Chris, yes, we survived, because I’m a good driver… And clearly she’s not. And *that’s* why you don’t use your cell phone while driving, remember that when you get your permit.”

The rest of the drive is uneventful, I drop off Amy and get Chris and I to school on time, but the whole time I can’t stop thinking about the time I spent with the world frozen. I wonder to myself if I was actually the one who stopped time since it seemed like I restarted it at will, but I decide that *if* I have time stopping powers, driving around in traffic is not the time to test them.

At school Chris doesn’t thank me or even say goodbye as she runs off towards her friends, as usual, and I join the throng of students heading to their classes, still lost in thought thinking about our earlier almost-accident.

(Ending the chapter here for now, but there’s much more fun to come!)

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