Chapter 53: Chapter 53
The woman frowned, already looking annoyed. Ray didn’t give her time to complain. He put his hand on her ass and started squeezing with the same steady rhythm, holding it for about eighteen seconds. The alter worked instantly. She stiffened, then relaxed completely.
"Oh my god... your apology actually feels real," she said, surprised. "I thought you were just messing around."
Ray let go. "Haha... sorry about that, ma’am."
And just like before, his ass got squeezed again — this time by the warm, motherly MILF. She grabbed his butt and gave it a firm squeeze while saying, "Yeah, I forgive you too. I really thought you were just out here pranking people for fun."
Ray stood there awkwardly as she kept talking on her phone and walked off.
He exhaled, half-laughing. "This global alter is working a little too well..."
He kept walking, already thinking about where to find the third target. The night was still young, and this new apology rule was making things way more interesting than he expected.
Ray kept walking down the quiet street. There were a few people around, but he was being picky as hell. He didn’t want just any ass — he wanted something solid, round, and worth squeezing properly. Most of the girls he passed were either too small, too flat, or just not hitting the vibe.
He was about to keep going when he spotted a 24-hour convenience store up ahead. The bright lights looked kinda inviting.
"Fuck it," he muttered. "Might as well check inside. Maybe the cashier’s hot."
He pushed the door open and stepped in. The AC hit him immediately. He glanced at the counter — and damn, the cashier was actually cute. Slim face, nice lips, hair tied up messy. Not bad at all.
Ray was still checking her out when someone suddenly bumped into him from the side. Not a light bump either — it was solid.
He turned around and froze for a second.
Standing there was a tall girl, taller than him, with a big athletic build. Broad shoulders, thick thighs, and a body that looked strong but still stupidly hot. She had short messy hair, sharp eyes, and this calm, slightly intimidating aura — like a goddamn Valkyrie who just walked out of a gym.
Even though she was built, her face was pretty as hell.
The tall girl looked down a little, almost bowing her head, and spoke in a low voice.
"Sorry... I wasn’t looking."
Before Ray could even react, her big hand reached behind him and gave his ass a firm, rhythmic squeeze — just like the alter demanded. She held it for a good ten seconds, serious and sincere.
Ray swallowed hard.
’Holy shit...’
He couldn’t even lie to himself. This girl was fucking perfect. Tall, strong, thick in all the right places, and still looked like she could model if she wanted to. His brain short-circuited for a second.
The Valkyrie girl finally let go of his ass and stood straight again, waiting like she was ready to accept whatever came next.
Ray felt his heart beating faster. His dick twitched in his jeans.
Without thinking too much, he stepped closer, looked up at her, and reached behind to grab her ass in return. It was big, firm, and heavy in his hands — exactly the kind of ass he’d been looking for.
He started squeezing it with the same steady rhythm, maybe a little longer than he should’ve.
"I’m sorry too," he said, voice a bit lower than usual. "Didn’t see you coming either."
His fingers kept working her ass, feeling how solid and thick it was.
The girl’s expression didn’t change much, but her ears turned slightly red. She didn’t pull away. She just stood there and took it like she understood this was how adults apologized now.
Ray was still mid-squeeze when the door opened again.
A whole group of tall girls walked in — five of them, all wearing matching basketball club jerseys. They were loud, laughing and talking shit to each other. Every single one of them was tall, athletic, and built like they actually played. Some had long ponytails, some had braids, but all of them had that same strong, confident vibe.
The girl with the high ponytail stepped a little closer, still grinning like she’d just walked in on the best gossip of the week.
"Yo Claire, what’s going on over there?"
Claire — the tall Valkyrie who’d bumped into him — turned her head just enough to glance at her teammates. Her voice stayed low and calm, the same tone she’d used when she first apologized.
"Nothing. I just accidentally bumped into him."
Ray was still mid-squeeze on her ass when she said it. The second the words left her mouth, he let go like the ass had suddenly turned into a hot stove. His hand dropped, he took half a step back, and he gave her the smallest, most awkward smile he could manage.
"Ah... sorry about that. Excuse me, I’m just gonna... grab some stuff first."
He turned on his heel and speed-walked into the nearest aisle like a criminal fleeing the scene. His ears were burning. Every single one of these girls was taller than him — Claire by a solid head, and the basketball team that just walked in looked like they could dunk on him without jumping. He felt ridiculously short standing among them, like a middle-schooler who’d accidentally wandered into the women’s locker room.
He grabbed a random bottle of water off the shelf and pretended to read the label, heart still hammering. He glanced down at his fingers, still tingling from having just grabbed the ass of the enchanting tall woman who was the spitting image of a Valkyrie.
He was halfway through convincing himself to just pay and leave when he heard soft footsteps and low giggles coming up behind him.
Three of the tall girls had broken off from the group and were now standing right there in the narrow aisle with him.
