Life Hacks/Beth-preg/Custom package1/Run over there now, as you are, naked from the waist down

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“That was mom, it’s an emergency. Sorry, but I gotta go!” You give Beth a quick pat on the shoulder, and just like that, like the worst cad out there, you jump up and run out on the girl you just had sex with and then got worried about the fact that you just impregnated her, still leaking your fresh semen onto the back of her skirt.


You don’t like the way your mom seemed to be shaken up, so you don’t even bother putting your pants on as you run out the door. Well, you have that “exposure pass” cheat anyway, so it really shouldn’t matter. You almost shove your entire fist through the "close" icon on the menu window as you close it in a hurry, and then you burst straight out your door and begin descending the stairs in a manner that could be better described as a controlled fall as your feet seem to almost be sliding down the edges of the stairs more like a pair of skis. It is some kind of marvel of some skill you don't even care to know the name of that you are actually able to control your descent at this speed that gets you from the top to the bottom of the stairs in just barely over 1 second.


As you reach the foot of the stairs, you notice Brittany coming around the corner with a towel in hand. Come to think of it, there were no towels in the bathroom. Laundry day was yesterday and the towels hadn’t been brought back up. “Xander! What!?” She asks as you slip past her and are heading toward the front door.


“Mom just called,” you say, stopping for just a second. “I gotta go help Charity.” With that very quick explanation, you close the door behind you. Along with no pants or underwear, you don’t have your shoes either. However, with your maxed out physical “toughness” stat your bare feet against the ground feel like you might as well be wearing shoes other than your maxed out sense of touch being able to feel all kinds of interesting, and somewhat uncomfortable, details about the pathment beneath your feet (including the ability to estimate exactly what kinds of materials make up the dust clinging to your feet with every step.) In any event, so long as you don’t imagine too much, the fact that you feel no pain or discomfort from your bare feet hitting the ground leaves you able to go full speed without concern.


On the subject of your full speed, you find that with your increased strength and endurance, you are able to reach insane speeds. With your first step out the door, you manage to pull off a huge 25 foot long-jump from your front porch, clearing the lawn, and landing on the side-walk in front of your house. Due to your maxed out balance and coordination, along with the artificially maxed skills in par-kor, you instantly roll with the momentum created by this as though it’s nothing and you don’t even feel the hard impact of your feet hitting the ground. In fact, you are able to seemlessly transfer all of the momentum generated by that first step into continuing to propel you forward across the street and you then kick off the opposite curb in order to quickly change the direction of your momentum, even running on the curb at a 45 degree angle for a brief moment.


Once you get going, you quickly reach speeds that could get you pulled over in this residential neighborhood if you were in a car, and that coupled with the fact that being on foot allows you to use short-cuts like the walking trail and your par-kor skills even allow you to jump some fences and make your way through some people’s back yards has you making incredible time and within 30 seconds of you having received that call you are already at the park.


You entered the park through a walking trail that brought you in what could be considered “the back” of the park if you count the parking lot as the front. Since it was the closest entrance to your house, that was the one you used, although you strongly suspect the police officer with Charity will be either at the baseball diamonds or the parking lot. The parking lot is the less favorable case in this situation, so you cut straight across the field to go straight to that destination while only sparing a glance over to the baseball diamonds.


“You can tell your bitch mother that if she keeps having you bother me with that, I’m gonna throw you in here too and make you clean my cock after I show your whore of a sister how to know what her place is!”


Your ears pick up this rather disturbing line from the direction of the parking lot, and when you look over you see a rather un-hinged looking police officer sporting a mark on his eye that looks like it will become a black-eye given an hour or so for the bruise to develop shouting down at a small red-haired girl in white cloths that you quickly identify as Roni. On a look into his police car, you can already see the died pink hair of your twin sister in the back of the vehicle.


Your guts go into a twist when you take this in, and in that instant you see red as it hits you full force why your mother was so distressed and wanting you to get here so quickly.

What will you do?

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