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As usual, this is a story containing graphic sexual content. If you are not legally allowed to view such a story, don't download it, read it, touch it, lick it, eat it, burn it, use it for toilet paper, or even stand near it. If you do read it, send any comments to: [email protected] I should warn you, ladycyrrh labeled another of my stories "a fuckfest, but more literate than most." That is, of course, exactly what I was aiming for: a fuckfest. Literary worth belongs in literature. What you're reading now is smut. Be forewarned. ================================== The Ring By Ed Miller ================================== I found it in my sister's room. I know that has to be the all-time weirdest place to find a magic ring, but hey, it's the truth. I don't know where she got it, but I heard her mutter something about a weird store in the mall once. She refused to tell me any more. Anyway, I was just rummaging around in her room one day and found it in the bottom of her underwear drawer, underneath a stack of panties. What was I doing going through my sister's underwear? Well, I could say that that's where she keeps stuff she doesn't want me to find, and it would be the truth, but that's not the whole reason. The other part of the truth is that Amanda just hot. I know it's sick and all for a guy to lust after his sister, but if you had a girl with an ass like hers living in your house, you wouldn't care too much about family relations either. And her ass isn't all she's got going for her. She's fucking beautiful from head to toe. Maybe her breasts aren't too big yet, but Hell, she's only fourteen, and they're still nice little handfuls with hard little nipples. How do I know? How do you think? Our bedrooms are connected by a bathroom, and you wouldn't believe how many hours I've spent squatting by my door, watching her undress for the shower through the keyhole. Even better is when she plays with herself in her room, and I can squat in the bathroom, watching her play with herself and beating off at the same time. So that's why, after skipping school, I was ransacking her room looking for money or something interesting and I went first to her underwear drawer. Lately she had been buying skimpier and skimpier underwear, and in the last few months I had even been seeing some thongs in with her laundry. And at the bottom of the drawer, under the panties and bras, I found the ring. It didn't look like much, but it definitely wasn't hers. It would have rattled around even on her thumb, and anyway it was obviously a man's ring, a single thick band with some intricate designs around it that almost looked like some kind of writing. I slipped it on the ring finger of my right hand, and it fit perfectly. About that time I heard the front door open, and faded back into the connecting bathroom, re-locking the door behind me. Amanda and I aren't exactly on the best terms, and both of us usually keep the doors to our rooms locked, but I didn't think she knew how easy the locks were to pick. I heard her fumbling with the lock on the main door to her room, which was a deadbolt and much harder, and then he door opened and she came in. I could see her through the keyhole as she walked across the room, kicking off her sandals on the way. Her long, tanned legs showed under her short sundress. Our school isn't air conditioned, which was why I had skipped; the day was a scorcher. Now that she was home, I know Amanda wanted to put on some clean clothes. But apparently that's not all she wanted. She pulled the sundress up over her head, leaving herself in panties and bra. As she turned around, I saw that her panties were thong-style, leaving her firm young ass uncovered. She removed her bra, and then bent over to pull off her panties, giving me a great view of her tight little ass. I thought she'd put new underwear on then, but instead she lay down on the bed with her legs spread. Something must have gotten her all worked up at school. Maybe it's the luck of the Irish or something, but she was lined up so that I could see her tits, with the little nipples hard from the chill of air- conditioning, and her pussy between her spread legs, nearly hairless but with a sparse little patch of hair at the top of her slit. I had watched her in the tub while she shaved her pubes into that pattern. She reached down between her legs to brush a finger up and down along her wet slit, just teasing her clit, and a low moan escaped her lips. Now, my dick was already semi-erect from rummaging through her underwear, and after she began this display it was sticking up out of the waistband of my sweatpants. Pushing the sweats down around my ankles, I started to stroke it slowly. The cool metal of the ring felt weird against my dick, and I tried to take it off, but it was stuck firmly on my finger. With a shrug, I kept on jerking off anyway. As my hand was speeding up in my crotch, Amanda's was as well. While I had been worried about myself, she had started to slide her finger in and out of her wet pussy, instead of just brushing it against her clit. She was still working her clit with her thumb, and her other hand was moving at her chest, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Her hips had started to thrust back and forth. My own hand was speeding up on my cock. As I sat with my eye glued to the keyhole, I could see Amanda's hips start to buck harder and faster, and my own hand jerked me off faster in turn. It got me off so much to see her doing herself. Finally, she tensed, pushing her finger all the way into herself and thrusting her hips against her hand as she tugged on her little titties. My orgasm hit at the same time, my groans covered by her squeals. I got up and faded back into my own room as soon as I was certain of being able to walk, knowing that Amanda was sure to come into the bathroom to wash up. I lay down on my bed, still absently stroking my cock. What happened next is the unbelievable part. My dick wasn't small, but it wasn't particularly large either. About 6 inches, erect. I was sitting there, absently stroking it, and thinking about what it would be like if it were larger. What guy doesn't? The difference, of course, is that suddenly it grew. I stopped, dumbstruck. Did I imagine that? Was it just getting hard again? As I watched, wondering, it grew once more. Now nearly fully erect again, my cock was standing out nearly a foot from my crotch. Needless to say, I was shocked. I stood up and crossed the room to look at myself in the mirror on the back of the bathroom door. There I was, naked with a gigantic cock. I was a normal looking guy; Amanda certainly got the looks in the family. I wasn't tall, short, fat, or thin, but somewhere in between of all of them. As I watched, though, and imagined, I changed in front of my own eyes, growing taller. My body grew muscles where it had never had them before, and my face changed, until I looked like a handsome body builder, 6 and a half feet tall. My cock was still erect, and I grasped it, intending to find out what it felt like to jerk off a foot long cock, when my sister burst into my room yelling "Dave!" with a pissed off look on her face. I knew she shouldn't recognize me, and should be surprised to find some strange body builder in my room, but she wasn't. She seemed completely unsurprised, and very angry, standing there. She still wasn't dressed, but she was more covered than she had been before, in bra and skimpy panties. "You stole it!" she screamed. "You went in my room and took it!" "What!?!" I yelled back. I was confused, and had honestly forgotten the ring. "That!" she yelled back, pointing at my hand. "The ring! MY ring!" "Oh, that!" I exclaimed. "You can have it back. Here, just a sec..." I tried to pull it off my finger, but even with the bodybuilder muscles it wouldn't budge. "It won't come off!" she yelled again. "It's stuck on your finger!" By this time, I was getting more than tired of being screamed at by my younger sister, so I just screamed back "Get out!" and started pushing her backwards into the bathroom. In my new body, it was even less trouble than it would have been in my old, and I locked the door behind her, mentally yelling at myself for not doing it before. "Fine," I heard her say from inside the bathroom. She was completely calm now, which worried me more than the screaming earlier. "Keep it then. You can deal with the side effects." I chanced a peek through the keyhole and saw her thong-clad ass swaying as she walked back into her room and shut the door firmly. "Ah, well, she's pissed off again," I thought, and realizing that she must peeked at me through the keyhole as well to see what was going on, I hung my shirt on the doorknob to defeat any further attempts. Next, I went back to my bed and laid down to contemplate the fact that I had found a magic ring that let me transform myself in my sister's underwear drawer. How was it possible? How had Amanda gotten it? I wondered about these things for a while, but then the insistent feeling of my cock, still hard and jutting a foot from my crotch, claimed all my attention. ================================ Of course, I skipped school the next day. With a new toy like this, do you really think I would have gone? I laid in my bed most of the morning, masturbating a cock that had grown to 18 inches long. There was no use in a dick like that; no girl could actually take it in, but seeing it jutting up from my crotch got me off. That wasn't the only reason I had stayed home, though. I had found a magic ring in my sister's room. What else might I find? I hadn't really poked around in there since we were little kids, but I certainly planned to today. So, at about noon, I did. I was in her room, still naked, and starting to poke through her stuff when I heard a knock at the door. "Amanda, honey," my mother called through the door. "What are you doing home?" My mother! What was she doing home from work? And she had heard me in my sister's room. I was panicked. What could I do? Suddenly, it hit me. I looked down at the ring and grinned to myself. Suddenly, I was Amanda's twin. "Nothing, Mom," I said in Amanda's voice. "I just spilled something on myself in Biology and came home at lunch to change clothes." "Fine, honey. Will you let me in, though?" "Just a second! I'm not through changing!" I said. But what I was thinking was: Shit! Got to get dressed in my sister's clothes. I opened her underwear drawer and pulled on one of her thongs, then found a pair of jean shorts and pulled those on over them. I thought about a bra, but didn't think I could manage the straps in time. Oh, well, Amanda's small enough up top that she sometimes goes without. I found a T-shirt and pulled it on, although it was tight and only covered me to above my belly button. Then I opened the door to talk to my mother. "Honey, after what you told me last night I thought you might have been David poking around in your room again," she said to me. "No, Mom," I replied. "He went to school today." "Ok, hon," she said. "I just stopped home to get some papers, and I heard you on my way out. I just wanted to make sure it wasn't David. I'll have a talk with him for you about respecting other people's property. Gotta run though. Make sure you get back to school on time!" And with that she left. Leaving me in my sister's room, my sister's clothes, and my sister's body. It dawned on me suddenly then. I was a girl! I hadn't really thought about it while I was convincing my mother that I was actually Amanda, but as soon as she was gone I realized the implications. I hadn't even considered the fact that a ring which could change my shape could turn me into a girl. I got up and went into the bathroom, standing in front of the full- length mirror and examining myself in it. It was amazing! I looked just like Amanda! And dammit but she looked good in shorts and a tight T- shirt. Wait a second- it was me that looked good! But come to think of it, Amanda looked even better naked. I stripped off my clothes, revealing my little 14-year-old body, and stood before the mirror. This was good. As much as I'd peeked at my sister through the keyhole, I'd never had a chance to just stare at her naked body like this. It was really turning me on! I felt like I had a hardon, but when I reached down into my crotch, all I found was some sparse pubic hair and a wet slit. I sat down on the toilet, my legs spread and facing the mirror, to masturbate myself. I'd never seen something like this before. I'd watched my sister play with herself many times, but this was more like she was putting on a show for my benefit. Since it was actually myself I was watching in the mirror, I could do what I wanted to see. I slid my hand up to my chest to yank on my nipples. I loved it when Amanda did that to herself! To my surprise, I didn't mind too much when I did it to myself, either. My little nipples felt great and got even harder as I started to heat up. My other hand was working in my crotch full speed now, and my pussy was wet and slippery. I could feel my orgasm approaching, and all the time I was looking in the mirror as if it was Amanda that I was watching. My finger slipped in and out of my pussy, while my thumb worked on my clit. I had quickly stopped doing what I liked to see Amanda do, and started doing what she seemed to enjoy most. The feeling I was getting from finger-fucking my own pussy was fantastic! I started to buck my hips against my hand as I neared orgasm. My orgasm finally hit, and I was blown away. I felt it coursing through my entire body. I actually fell off the toilet and lay on the floor, pumping my finger up into my pussy and bucking my hips as my orgasm subsided. It took a full minute after I finished cumming for me to be able to pick myself up off the floor. I had never felt an orgasm like that! When I could finally stand, I went back into my room and lay down on my bed to contemplate that I had just had the most satisfying orgasm of my life while masturbating in my sister's body. I didn't contemplate for long, though. Before I'd been lying there 5 minutes I felt my hand creep down to my pussy, which was wet again, and my other hand begin to tug at my little nipples once more. They were so hard. It felt so weird that I didn't have a dick, but my nipples got hard. I didn't worry about the weird feeling of it though, because it felt so good. My finger worked back into my cunt with no problem, and I could feel it sliding in and out of me. That felt so strange as well. I was enveloped in strange, erotic sensations. My mind couldn't comprehend all the things I was feeling, but it didn't matter. My body was screaming out for more. I was shoving two fingers in and out of myself now, straining to get more penetration. I was loving it. My pussy was soaking wet, and my nipples were rock hard as I fingered myself. I couldn't get enough. I just kept sliding my fingers in and out of myself as my hips bucked uncontrollably into my hand. I could feel the palm of my hand rubbing against my slippery clit with each thrust of my hips, bringing me closer to orgasm. I couldn't believe how good it felt. It almost hurt now, as I fingered myself harder and harder. I needed to cum. I couldn't focus on anything else; I just needed to cum and masturbating my pussy felt better than anything else I had ever felt. All at once, I could feel my pussy walls tensing up as I erupted into my second female orgasm. It was every bit as good as the first. After that bout of sex, I had a little while to think about matters again. I was amazed to realize that the whole situation didn't bother me. I was a girl right now, but I had the magic ring and could change back any time. I wasn't worried about being a transsexual or something; I wasn't getting off on the situation, it was just that masturbating my pussy felt amazingly good. And amazingly, it still felt good as I did it again and again for hours, until my sister got home from school. About that time, I changed back to my male body and went quietly into the bathroom. Now, I had enjoyed staring at my sister's body on myself, but that didn't mean I was going to give up looking at it on her. I crept up to the keyhole silently, hoping for a repeat of yesterday's performance. It was certainly hot enough that she'd have to change clothes at the very least. I wasn't disappointed. She stripped off her clothes first thing when she walked into the door, almost frantically, and jumped into bed as if she was burning to be there. She was masturbating immediately, as if she'd been waiting hours for the chance to finally get off. I couldn't believe my luck. Two days in a row! I backed away from the keyhole long enough to push my boxers to the floor, then squatted at the keyhole again. But when I reached down to masturbate, I realized that my cock was gone. Looking down at myself, I saw a female body. It wasn't quite like my sister's this time; my breasts were noticeably bigger, and my patch of pussy hair was thinner and smaller. I hadn't done this, had I? I shrugged it off. With the show going on in the next room, all I really wanted to worry about was masturbating, and as long as I got off I didn't really care what kind of body I was masturbating. And it did feel better like this. Maybe I had done it subconsciously. Turning back to Amanda, I saw that she was frantically thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy. My god, she was horny! And it made me just as horny. I slid my own finger into my wet cunt, running my other hand up to my tit to squeeze and pull on it like Amanda was doing in the next room. Amanda, meanwhile, had turned over on the bed so that she was face down. She had her hand under her pussy, with fingers still inside her, and was thrusting her hips against her hand and the bed. I had a great view of her naked young ass. The bed was squeaking from her masturbation almost as much as it would from actual sex. As I watched, her other hand, the one that had been playing with her titties, crept over her ass. The fingers glistened as if she had sucked on them for lubrication. When it reached her asshole, the fingers slowly pushed inside. Well, if she was doing it, it must feel good. I took my own hand from my chest and, after lubricating it with pussy juice, inserted it into my own back door. Thrusting fingers in and out of both my holes, I could feel my orgasm approaching. It felt so good to be so filled, front and back, with a finger in my ass and two in my pussy. Amanda apparently agreed with me, as she seemed to be rapidly approaching orgasm herself. She was thrusting harder against the bed now, moaning and squealing. My own hips were bucking in time with hers, and I knew I was making similar noises, but it felt so good I couldn't keep quiet. Finally, she thrust her hips against the bed hard, and kept pressing as her moans slid up in pitch to scream territory. The thought that she was cumming so hard just 10 feet from me set me off then, and I came only moments later. I tried to keep myself at the keyhole so I could still see, but I fell to the floor, moaning and writhing in my orgasm and still fingering my pussy and asshole. When I could finally open my eyes, the first thing I saw was Amanda, standing over me and still naked. "Wha!?!" was my response, as I popped my fingers out of my pussy and ass and pushed myself backwards with my feet. "So, Dave," she began confidently. "You're a real big man now, aren't you?" I looked sideways to see myself in the mirror. I wasn't a twin of Amanda this time, but I was definitely a pretty feminine girl. My face was amazingly young looking and cute, and my body was more developed than hers, as well as softer. "Uh..." I started, trying to find some way to explain myself. She knew that the ring let me change my shape, but how could I explain what I'd changed into? I didn't even know why I had myself. "I've thought about it," Amanda said, just as if I hadn't interrupted, "and I'm not angry anymore that you stole my ring. I'm not sure I would have used it anyway. Like I mentioned to you yesterday, there are side effects, and I wasn't really prepared for them. Of course," she added with an impish smile, "at least I had the advantage of knowing what they'd be, before I put on the ring." She let the silence drag out, waiting for me to ask the obvious question. "Wha... What side effects?" I stammered. "Well, I'll tell you some of them, at least," she smirked. "First of all, you're not getting that ring off until it's done with you. It's stuck on." I looked down to my right hand, noticing for the first time that the ring wasn't the masculine band it had been when I put it on. It, like me, had changed. Now it was a feminine little ring with a stone in it. "Second," Amanda continued, "its use is kind of addicting, in a way. I don't think you'll be able to resist using it. In fact, if you don't manage to stop, it'll start transforming you even without your conscious control." "It already has," I muttered. "Oh?" she asked, her eyes wide. "That's not good." But she didn't sound particularly worried about it. "Where did you get this fucking thing?" I asked, my worry suddenly erupting in anger at the bit of metal encircling my finger. "At the mall," Amanda said. "At a store I'd never seen before. The guy that worked there gave me a whole bunch of warnings about it, which was why I still hadn't put it on." She turned to walk back into her room. "Amanda, stop!" I yelped. "Is that it? Is that all?" "I'll tell you the rest later," she replied with an arched eyebrow and a smile. "You don't need to know it yet. By the way," she continued, her smile getting wider and somewhat flirtatious. "I don't mind if you watch. It kind of turns me on, now. But next time, you might want to think about joining in." With that, she shut the door behind her, cutting off my view of her excellent ass. I was left on the floor wondering if my sister had really just invited me to have sex with her. Suddenly, I realized that I was still lying naked on the bathroom floor, and I was still a girl. Amanda said the effects of this ring were addicting! Did that only count each time I used it, or did each moment I spent in a transformed state make me that much more susceptible? Hurriedly, I concentrated on my familiar male body, breathing a sigh of relief when I shifted back to it. From there, I got up and went back to my room, retrieving my boxer shorts and putting them back on. I laid down on my bed then and tried to watch TV. I was kind of horny, but I didn't want to masturbate. Last time I had done that, I had turned into a girl without intending to. I was worried about what that would mean for my sex life, but for the moment I was just trying to avoid thinking about it. That lasted for all of about ten minutes. Then, I heard a moaning noise coming from Amanda's room. Entering the bathroom, I saw that the door to her room wasn't even closed, and she was lying on her bed again, this time working a dildo in and out of her pussy. "Mmm..." she said. "I guess there's ... oooh! ... a few things hidden around my room ... mmm ... that you didn't find." All I could focus on was the fake plastic cock she was pressing in and out of her pussy. I felt my body shift around me and hardly even cared as breasts grew on my chest and a pussy formed between my legs. I was instantly as horny as I had ever been. My pussy was immediately wet and aching for Amanda. She crooked a finger to me, and without a pause, I crossed the room and got into bed with her. She let go of the dildo still in her pussy so that she could reach up to touch my breasts. Oh my god! They felt even better than they had before! I looked down to see a pair of breasts hanging from my chest that were much larger than they had been before. Amanda's 14-year-old chest was nearly flat, and the second time I'd turned into a girl my tits had been larger, maybe a B-cup or so (I estimated from my admittedly limited knowledge of women's underwear. All I knew was that Amanda was an AA-cup, and that's from poking around in her underwear drawer.) Now, the titties hanging from my chest had to be firmly into C-cup territory. Each time I turned into a girl, my breasts had been bigger and felt better when touched! "Feels good, doesn't it?" Amanda asked around a mouthful of tit. "I bet they'd feel even better if they were bigger!" I agreed. Looking down at my tits, I consciously willed them to grow. And they did! As I watched, they slowly inflated from a C-cup to a fat DD-cup. Even the growth felt amazing. They were huge! Round and firm, they rode high on my chest and felt fantastic, even better than before as Amanda rubbed and sucked on my nipples. I twisted on the bed to look in the mirror. I couldn't believe the person I saw there was me! Kneeling on the bed, with one huge tit in Amanda's mouth and the other in her hand, was a girl that was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. She had huge, round tits as big as I'd ever seen, even in a magazine or on TV, but firmer and higher than any of them. Her wide hips and ass were round, feminine, and soft looking but the rest of her was deliciously thin. Her hair was long and blonde, and her face was innocent and perfect. That face looked no older than 16, but that body made me a very well-filled-out 16-year-old indeed. Amanda wrenched my attention from the mirror and back to the bed when she moved me so that I was lying on my back with her kneeling to the side of me and bending over to lick and play with my huge titties. I was in ecstasy! I just lay there and thrust my chest out, pressing my big breasts more firmly into her face. With every lick and every pinch, my nipples got even harder. And they were already so hard they ached. Suddenly, I felt something pressing against my pussy. It was wet and slippery, but too big and smooth to be one of Amanda's fingers. It was the forgotten dildo that she had been playing with when I walked in on her, and now she was shoving it up into her brother's cunt. I didn't fight it. My male ego was too damaged by being transformed into a beautiful girl to quail at being fucked by a rubber cock. Especially when it felt this good to just let Amanda slide the dildo up into my pussy and thrust it in and out. It was already lubricated with her pussy juice, not that it needed any extra lubrication. My own pussy was flowing so freely that its juices were running down my thighs. As she dildoed her brother's pussy, Amanda kept sucking my breasts as well. In no time at all, I began to cum. I could feel my orgasm starting in my clit, but it spread throughout my entire body. My nipples were certainly generating their share of pleasure, too. It was like I had multiple pleasure centers at each nipple, my clitoris, and one spot way up in my vagina. As soon as I could control myself again, Amanda moved me so that I was bent over on the bed, on my hands and knees. My fat titties were hanging down from my chest, and my plump, womanly ass was sticking up in the air. She forced my knees a little further apart and pressed the dildo against my sodden pussy, sliding it in all the way on the first thrust. "You love getting it like a girl, don't you?" she whispered in my ear as she worked the dildo in and out of my cunt. "You love taking it from behind. You love to be fucked like a little girl." "Oh, yes," I replied. It felt so good, I just wanted her to keep going. "I do love it. Fuck me. Fuck me!" Amanda seemed happy to oblige that request. She rammed the dildo in and out of my pussy from behind, making my big tits jiggle and sway from my chest. I was so wet, and so horny, and all I wanted to do was get fucked by her. I just kept rocking backwards into her strokes, forcing the rubber dick up into me. I came again, collapsing down onto my face on the bed, screaming and moaning as my orgasm ran its course. When I finished, Amanda took me by the shoulders and moved me again. It felt strange to feel her guiding me, and to feel like she was strong, but I knew I had shrunk until I was actually shorter than her. At 5'7", Amanda was tall for a girl. I was at least an inch or two shorter, though probably heavier from the weight of my tits and ass. Amanda lay down on the bed with her legs spread, opening her little pussy up to me. She took my head in her hands and pushed it down into her crotch. "Ooh, do me," she said. "Do me like a girl does. Use your mouth." I didn't really have a choice; she was stronger than me, and she was pushing my head down into her crotch. But I didn't really mind, either. Yesterday, when I had turned into her twin, was the closest look I had ever gotten at my sister's pussy, but this was even closer. Her pussy was soft and amazingly sexy. She shaved most of it, leaving only a little patch of thin hair above her slit, but I couldn't feel any stubble. Her pubes were so fine that even the areas she'd shaved felt like smooth, silky skin. I licked up and down to either side of her cunt, and over the top, before plunging my tongue inside. When I began to tongue her slit, she really started to moan and enjoy it. She was responding quickly, so it must have turned her on to fuck me with the dildo as much as it turned me on to be fucked. When I slid my tongue up to her clit and started to twirl it around, she started to buck her hips, shoving her pussy into my face and coating me with pussy juice from my chin to the tip of my nose. When I took her clit into my mouth and started to suck on it like a little dick, she came hard, all at once. This time it was her turn to catch her breath before we could continue, but as soon as she had she took the initiative again. She pushed me over onto my stomach, with my face down on the mattress and my big titties crushed under my chest. My ass was up in the air, and she started running her hands over it, massaging it. "What... What are you going to do now?" I asked, out of breath. "You've used your mouth and your pussy," she said, and I could hear the grin in her voice, "but you haven't had it in the ass." All at once she spread my ass cheeks and pushed the dildo against my asshole. Ramming a dildo up her brother's asshole, Amanda leaned into me and I could feel her hard little nipples against my skin. I loved it. It felt so good to have my ass filled. It felt so good to be full anywhere, now that I was a girl. Amanda started to pump the dildo in and out of my ass now. I could feel it sliding in my back door, stretching my asshole and pleasuring me in a way that was different from having my pussy fucked. I reached up to my cunt with my hand to play with myself while she filled my ass with her dildo, and I knew Amanda was doing the same. "You like this too, don't you?" she whispered, her voice thick with arousal. "You like to be fucked in the ass. You like to take it in the ass like a little slut, don't you?" Again, it felt so good that I had to agree. "Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! I love it! Give it to me in my asshole! More!" I moaned. "Just a big-titted slut, that's all you are! My brother's turned himself into a slut! Ooh," she moaned as she reached up with her free hand to grab one of my fat titties. It didn't take long before the dildo up my ass, combined with my fingers massaging my clit, made me cum in another extremely satisfying orgasm. As I was squealing my delight, I heard Amanda's moans of pleasure and knew that she was cumming as well. The rest of the day went the same way. We locked our doors to keep our parents out, not that they bothered us that much anyway, and spent the remainder of the day licking and fucking each other like a couple of sex-crazed, incestual lesbian teenagers. Every time we ground to a halt, I'd go back into my room and try not to think about sex, but Amanda would always start masturbating loudly and would draw me into another session of lesbian sex. I never would have thought my sister would do anything with girls. I'm not sure if I counted, since I was really a guy, but I was also her brother! Any way you looked at it, she was doing something freaky. Finally, both of us were too tired to cum any more and we both fell asleep, though it was in her bed. We fell asleep in each other's arms, with her finger still in my pussy. ===================================== That's how I woke the next day, with her finger inside me. Which, as you can imagine, led to yet another bout of lesbian sex. Amanda licked me and fucked my pussy with the dildo, and I did the same for her, until we both had cum in multiple, exquisite orgasms. We finally ended with me eating her cunt and fingering my own snatch while she reached over me to dildo my asshole. After that, we were both fairly satisfied, and it was time to get ready for school. After showing with Amanda, with the water running over both our bodies and especially all over my big titties, I knew I had to turn myself back into a boy. Looking at myself in the mirror, I willed myself to turn back to my old form. Nothing happened. I tried again, really concentrating on it, and I saw my form shift. My breasts and hips shrank into my body, and I grew taller and more angular as my pussy turned inside out, forming the familiar shape of my dick. Then I dressed and went to school as if everything was normal. And amazingly, everything was. For a few hours at least. 3rd period, just before lunch, I had math. All we were doing in class was working some rather hard algebra problems on the board, so that wasn't any problem. The problem was Jennifer. Jennifer was sort of my girlfriend. It wasn't really anything official, but we'd been fucking like rabbits for the last month or so. That girl must have been the horniest girl I'd ever met. She just couldn't get enough; no matter how often I fucked her, she was never satisfied. Added to that, she was gorgeous. A natural redhead with a lightly freckled face and a few freckles on her shoulders and breasts, which were the biggest in the Junior class, if not quite as large as mine had been yesterday. And her ass was great; bigger and rounder than Amanda's but still small, it looked like it was about to burst out of her tight jean shorts. Like I said, she was always horny. She had the seat furthest in the back of the room, behind everyone else, and I sat in front of her. She had a habit of leaning forward when the teacher turned to the chalkboard and sticking her tongue in my ear, or just whispering in it that she'd like to slurp her tongue all the way up my hard cock, or that she needed me inside of her. Sometimes she got even more adventurous and would grab my hand and pull it behind me, rubbing it against her tits or in her crotch. On this particular day, I managed to keep it at a minimum by telling her that I had to pay attention or I was going to fail the class, with all the absences I'd had lately. Also, I tried to steer the topic of conversation away from sex, which wasn't easy with Jennifer. I apologized for skipping school so much lately, but she said it was all right. She'd spent a lot of time talking to Amanda at lunchtime instead of me, she said. She still whispered a few sexual things in my ear, but I tuned her out. The problem came when it was my turn to work a problem on the board. Mr. Burns the math teacher said "David Lamont, next problem," and I went up to the front of the class. Mr. Burns was sitting in a desk in the front row, so all eyes were facing forward and on me. I worked the problem in three parts. When I got to the first, I turned to the class to ask if there were any questions. My eyes immediately went to Jennifer, who was staring straight at me, and sucking on her index finger, while her other hand fondled her breast through her T-shirt. I shut my eyes and turned around, trying to ignore her. In defense, I went back to the problem, working on the second part to distract myself. It was quite involved, and by the time I had completed the work to the end of the second part, almost all trace of arousal had been eradicated from my thoughts. I turned back to the class and couldn't believe my eyes. Although the rest of the class was still oblivious, Jennifer had actually pulled the wide neck of her T-shirt down to expose one of her impressive breasts, right there in the middle of class! She was rubbing it and teasing her thick nipple, which was as thick was the tip of my little finger and very hard. She wasn't just giving me a little peek; the neck of her shirt was pulled down completely below her tit. I spun back to the chalkboard, working frantically on the final part of the equation, performing multiple calculations with the answers from the first two parts. This was actually a very hard problem, but I was good at math despite how many days I'd skipped, and I was able to distract myself with the integers and variables. Finally, I finished with some satisfaction and turned back to the class. I'm sure my face must have gone white. I never expected that level of exhibitionism, even from Jennifer. She had pulled the neck of her shirt down even further, so that both her tits stuck out through it. Her nipples were still rock hard and jutting excitedly from her large breasts. Her hands weren't on her tits anymore, though. She had actually unzipped her tight, cutoff jean shorts and pushed then down slightly in front. One hand was holding them down out of the way to expose her pussy, which she'd shaved completely smooth since we'd had sex last weekend. The other hand was busily thrusting two fingers in and out of her cunt. Her face was screwed up in arousal, and it looked like she was really enjoying herself. Masturbating her pussy in the middle of class. I certainly couldn't hold back from being aroused at the sight of that. I felt my cock start to get hard and grow larger, and at the same time I felt it begin to shrink back into my abdomen. The pleasurable feeling of growing tits returned to my chest. My pants grew tight as my hips and ass grew out into a curved, female shape. I could feel my crotch reforming into a pussy inside my pants, and it was hot and wet. My shirt got looser as my musculature shrank and softened to a female form, and then tighter again as my tits swelled on my chest, and kept swelling. Bigger and bigger they got, growing past the DD-cup they had been yesterday and finally stopping at a size that was truly gigantic. My hair lengthened until it was so long it was hanging to my ass, and lightened to a honey blonde color. My viewpoint shifted as I shrank in height, losing a full foot to go from 6'1" to 5'1". I was shocked. I didn't know what to do. I had just transformed from my normal self into a sexpot girl in front of my entire math class. I panicked. I dropped the chalk and ran from the room. I ran the entire way to the other side of the school, where the freshman classes were. All the way, my huge mammaries were jumping wildly from the motion of running, but I didn't stop. I just wanted to get as far away as I could. I ducked into the boy's bathroom and slammed the door to the last stall, locking myself inside. I sat down on the toilet to catch my breath. Leaning back and panting, I couldn't think of any sort of plan, I just wanted to hide there as long as I could. Why did my tits have to get so big? That's what I was wondering. If I had to turn into a girl, that was bad enough, but why did it have to be a girl with supernaturally large breasts? Feeling them swell up on my chest, right there in front of the class where everyone could see; growing huge tits while everyone watched, it was just even more embarrassing. Like adding insult to injury. I pulled my shirt up over my head to examine my tits. They were gigantic! Huge, fleshy orbs hanging from my chest, amazingly round and firm for their size. They hardly sagged at all, instead sticking straight out from my chest. The thick nipples, even bigger than Jennifer's, were hard and aroused. I touched them, and moaned with pleasure. They clenched up even harder. I didn't think they could feel any better than they had yesterday, but somehow they managed. Each time they grew, they somehow managed to feel better. Unzipping my jeans and pushing them down around my ankles, I revealed my wet pussy. I was surprised to see that it was completely smooth and hairless, like Jennifer's. I didn't have much time for surprise, however, as I thrust two fingers up inside myself on the first stroke. I needed penetration. I needed to cum, and quickly. As one hand worked frantically, playing with my pussy, the other massaged my huge, fat titties. They were so large in proportion to my thin body, it really looked strange, but it also looked arousing. I ran my hands all over the smooth curves of my breasts, rubbing the wide expanses of skin. I grabbed my nipples and squeezed them, tugging on them and rolling them back and forth between my thumb and forefinger. Each time I touched myself there it sent a sharp spark of arousal down to my pussy, which really didn't need any more. My cunt was amazingly sloppy, slippery, and wet. It felt like I was gushing gallons of pussy juice all down my legs, I was so horny. My fingers slid easily all the way up my hole, and my thumb rolled sloppily around my clit. I was bucking my hips up and down on the toilet seat, my legs kicking against the stall walls in my incredible arousal. I was moaning and squealing as my orgasm came on, rushing through me like a forest fire, burning me up and leaving me limp and spent, lying back against the back wall of the stall. Somewhat more satisfied now, I could think more calmly. I needed to turn back to my real self. I closed my eyes and willed it, but when I opened them I was still staring at a disheveled, incredibly sexy female body. I closed my eyes and tried again, harder now, but with no result. I concentrated as hard as I could, with my eyes screwed up and my brow furrowed with effort, but it was useless. I was stuck as a girl! Wait a second- Amanda knew something about this. She said there were more side effects than she'd told me about. I had to talk to her. But I was so horny! How could I possibly be this horny after I just finished masturbating? I shrugged it off. I wasn't going to find out what was wrong sitting in the stall and masturbating. At least I was already in the freshman hall. I wouldn't have to go far to find Amanda. I dressed myself, then opened the door and exited the stall to the amazed stare of a freshman boy. His unbelieving gaze started at my face, traveled all the way down to my feet in my hugely oversized shoes, and back up almost all the way, staying fixed on my chest. I couldn't blame him for that; not only were my tits gigantic, but because of their immense size they jiggled slightly just from the movement of my breathing. I recognized him. His name was Billy something-or-other. For the freshman, he was definitely a big fish in a little pond, possessing good looks and having made the rounds through most of the freshman girls, including my sister, I was fairly sure. My own gaze slid down from his face and I realized that he had turned around from the urinal and he still had his dick in his hand as he stared dumbfoundedly at the girl with the Penthouse Pet body and the cute, 16-year-old face in the boys bathroom. His cock was rapidly hardening. Although it surprised me, I was affected by his cock. Aroused by it, like I was aroused by breasts or pussies. Cocks had never been a sexy body part to me before; I'd never stolen glances at other guys' dicks, but suddenly I couldn't take my eyes off of his, and my nipples were getting very hard. My vagina was already quite wet, but the feeling changed and I knew my cunt juices were starting to flow again. Billy noticed about then that his cock was hanging out, and he turned sideways, vainly trying to put it back into his pants and hide it from view. I crossed the two steps between us and grabbed it before it could disappear into his jeans, stroking it and rubbing it to a full erection, which was quite respectably sized, especially for a freshman, at about 7 inches. Billy's eyebrows climbed halfway up his forehead in surprise, but he certainly didn't put up any fight. He let me stroke his cock until it was so hard it felt like it was going to burst. At the same time, he was deftly divesting me of my clothes, pulling my shirt up over my head and unzipping my jeans and pushing them down so that I could step out of them. At the same time, with my free hand, I was performing the same service for him. If he had any worries about being naked in the high school boys room he didn't voice them, and I was far too horny to care. When we were both naked, and Billy's cock was as hard as a rock, he turned me around to face the row of sinks against the wall. Leaning forward to grasp two of them in my hands, my big tits almost pulled me over. They hung and swayed from my chest. I spread my legs and waited for what I knew was coming. Billy didn't keep me waiting long. He thrust his young cock up into my wet, hairless pussy without any finesse, but also without any hesitation. Finesse would have been wasted on me anyway; I was as ready for sex as I had ever been, and all I wanted was to be fucked, hard and fast. Billy's dick slid in and out of my slit from behind. I could feel it inside me, hotter and softer than the dildo that up until then had been the only thing to fuck my pussy. It pounded in and out of me like a jackhammer, and I pushed myself backwards onto it to intensify the penetration of each stroke. The energetic motion of him fucking me made my fat titties sway around violently from my chest. Suddenly, it occurred to me. I was being fucked like a girl. I was taking it from behind, and it wasn't a dildo that was thrusting hotly in and out of me. A real dick was fucking my bald little pussy. I was having sex with a man. I was being fucked like a girl. And I LOVED it! Billy's hands were planted on my wide hips, pulling me backwards into each of his strokes. He rubbed and kneaded my ass cheeks, and I could feel them rubbing together against my asshole. Every part of me was hot and horny as he thrust his cock harder and harder into me, both of us gearing up to a fever pitch as our orgasms approached. My own orgasm was fantastic, with a desperate need to it. While I was cumming, I was intimately aware that Billy was too. If his grunts and groans weren't enough indication, the hot cum I could feel shooting into my pussy made it plain. It felt so weird to know that he was cumming inside of me, filling me up with his cum. As soon as he had finished, I went to my knees in front of him. I held his still-stiff prick straight out from his crotch, dripping cum from the tip, and began to insert it slowly into my mouth. I could taste the mixed taste of pussy juice with another flavor I knew must be cum. In another epiphany of understanding, I realized that I was kneeling, stark naked, on the floor of the boys bathroom. Sucking cock like a girl. Slurping a guy's dick like some high school slut. My huge tits shook and shuddered with every movement, with every time I took this guy's prick all the way into my mouth. My pussy was dripping on the floor from the turn-on of it all. I was sucking dick like a girl. And I loved this, too! It didn't take long for me to coax Billy to a second orgasm. He shot another big load of creamy cum into me, down my throat this time. I found myself savoring the flavor, enjoying the way his cock twitched against my tongue and the way the cum spurted out into my mouth. I kept sucking him off until he was hard again, then stood up and turned unceremoniously around, resuming my stance at the sinks. Billy started to insert his cock back into my smooth twat, but after all his groping of my ass, that wasn't what I wanted. "No, not there," I breathed sexily, my voice thick with arousal. "Put it in my ass. Fuck me in the ass like a little slut. Please!" I didn't really need to beg for it. By the time I got to the word "please" Billy had already buried his well-lubed shaft all the way up my asshole. It felt even better to have my ass filled with real cock than it had to be butt-fucked by Amanda's dildo. And I know it felt good to Billy as well. My ass clamped down tight on his cock, squeezing it in arousal and giving him the maximum sensation as he drove it in and out of me from behind. I was holding on to the sink with one hand now, playing with myself with the other one, so I wasn't being short-changed on sensation either. He rammed his hard cock into my ass again and again, and I just kept pushing back into him with every stroke, eager for more. He buttfucked me frantically, and with each stroke I could feel his dick filling my ass, penetrating up into me. It felt great; the whole bundle of sensations I was getting felt fantastic. Billy's shaft up my ass, my hand rubbing desperately at my pussy, my tits swaying wildly from the force of Billy's assfuck. I was getting off on it. I started to cum, and had to bite down on my tongue to stop from screaming so loud that I let the whole school know what was going on. As my orgasm reached its peak, Billy's hit. He grunted loudly and pushed his dick even further into my asshole, leaving it there as he filled my ass with his cum. We finished, finally satiated. Billy pulled his limpening dick out of my butt, and I turned to face him. Neither of us knew what to say; it was extremely awkward. What do you say in a situation like that? After a few moments of attempting some awkward conversation, Billy made some excuse and then quickly dressed and ran. I dressed as well, going out into the hall to look for Amanda. I found her in her English class, catching her eye from the hall and gesticulating wildly. She asked for permission to go to the bathroom and escaped class. "I see you've had some problems," she said. "Problems!?! Do you realize I just fucked some freshman guy in the bathroom? I've had a hell of a lot more than problems," I replied. "But here's the biggest one of all," I continued, dropping to a whisper even though there was nobody to overhear us. "I'm stuck. I can't change back." "Oh, that," Amanda said, unconcerned. "It happens. The ring loses potency after a few uses. It might be a while before it's strong enough to change you back to a man." "A while?! How long?" I asked. "I don't know, I never tried the thing. Probably a day or so." "A whole day?! I'm going to have to spend a whole day as a girl!?!?" "It's not that bad," Amanda said, sardonically. "I manage. Just go home. I'm sure you can find some way to amuse yourself." "I can't go home. Look at the way I'm dressed. This stuff is way too big for me. I'd get picked up by the cops as a vagrant if I tried to walk home, and arrested for stealing my own car if I tried to drive." "It's ok. I thought this might happen. I've got some stuff for you to wear." And after a quick stop at Amanda's locker, we were in the girls' bathroom. Amanda handed me the clothes she had provided me with. "What the hell is this?" I demanded. "A joke?" "How much do you think I could carry in my backpack," she retorted. "A long raincoat, so you'd be completely covered? Be glad I'm helping you as much as I am!" She was right, of course, but I still didn't like the clothes she'd provided me with. Jean shorts even skimpier than her pair that I'd borrowed yesterday, and a tank-top that was MUCH more revealing. It was almost more of a sports bra than tank-top. But it wasn't a bra, because Lisa had provided underwear: a tiny g- string and a gigantic bra. I looked at the label and discovered it was a size FF. I didn't think my tits were that huge, but when Amanda helped me put it on, it fit perfectly. All the clothes she had brought for me fit perfectly, if extremely snugly, but the thong felt strange rubbing up and down in my ass crack. It made me a little bit horny, actually. "Well, that's it," Amanda said. "Walk home, and I'll check on you when I get home from school." And with that she left me and hurried back to class. I took her advice. We lived close to the school, so I had only about a 5-minute walk, but I was distracted the whole time by the feeling of my thong panties in between my ass cheeks, rubbing up and down my crack and against my asshole with every step I took. I was definitely getting horny now, but it wasn't like I could stop halfway home. Once I was home, I went immediately up to my room and flopped down on my bed. I just laid there for a while still in my clothes, with my g-string pulled up in my crack and my white tank-top clearly revealing my hard nipples. I was horny as hell, but I needed a rest. I laid on the bed, rubbing my pussy through the jean shorts. They were so skimpy and tight, they were not much larger than bikini bottoms. My pussy was so hot and wet inside. I pushed up my shirt to feel my bra-encased titties. They were gigantic. I rubbed them through the lacy fabric while my other hand unzipped my shorts, pushing them down my legs. My hand touched my hairless pussy, stoking the smooth skin. It was completely hairless, without even a hint of stubble. And it was also completely wet. I touched my clitoris, and moaned in pleasure. I couldn't believe how horny I was. I had had sex with Billy less than an hour ago, and masturbated right before that, but it felt like I was going to go insane if I didn't cum soon. So I set about making myself cum. I stroked my wet slit, working my fingers along it. Sometimes I inserted a couple fingers into my hole, and sometimes I just brushed them against my clit. My whole crotch was wet and sloppy, crying out for release. My hands wandered over by bra-covered tits, stroking them through the bra. I couldn't believe how large they were, or how good they felt, but it didn't bother me any more. I was actually enjoying having such huge, fat titties. I squeezed my nipples through the fabric of the bra, feeling the lace against them. They were so hard. In no time, I came. Pussy juice flowed from my cunt as I fingered it frantically, screaming in orgasm like I had been unable to do in the boys' bathroom. My hand clamped down on my tittie with bruising force, but I wanted to hold it while I came. When I finished, I got up and went into the bathroom to dry myself off. I was covered with pussy juice from my knees to my waist. After cleaning myself with a damp washrag and toweling myself dry, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I looked amazingly good, in a freakish sort of way. My long blonde hair hung past my ass, my face was young-looking and cute. My body was amazingly thin, except for a huge flare out at breast level and a smaller one at my hips. I thought about it. For a day or so, at least, I was going to be forced to live in this body, which was like a caricature of feminine beauty. Since all I was going to be doing was having lesbian sex with Amanda, why not have fun with it. I turned around to look at my ass. It was a feminine, but pretty normal-sized ass. As I watched, though, it grew and became more rounded, thrusting out in a way that couldn't fail to attract attention to it, even disregarding its size. And its size was impressive, to say the least. I enlarged my ass into a huge, soft, sexy and feminine butt. I reached around to feel it. It felt even larger than it looked, because I was used to it being small and male. But it was soft and yielding, very large and very sexy. As I turned back to face the mirror, though, my attention was distracted by my chest. My tits. I wanted bigger tits. I couldn't concentrate on anything else. As gigantic as they already were, all I knew was that I wanted them even bigger. As I watched, they grew, inflating from FF-cup tits to huge things I didn't even want to attempt to estimate a cup-size for. They were larger than basketballs and nearly as round, jutting straight out from my chest as if they'd been tacked on to me as an afterthought. "Oh my god, they're too big," part of my mind thought, but it was overruled by another part of my mind that said, "Yes! Now that's the way I want to look, if I'm going to be a woman." My huge tits and ass, creating an extremely exaggerated hourglass figure, seemed to satisfy some expectation of mine, somehow. Looking in the mirror, I actually smirked. If I was going to be a sexual caricature for a day, at least I'd gone all the way with it. But the figure in the mirror was making me horny, and I went back into my room to play with my newly enlarged tits and ass. The huge tits on my chest made it kind of awkward to walk, but I persevered. I spent most of the afternoon masturbating, waiting for Amanda to get home. It no longer seemed strange to me that my sister seemed to have such a deep interest in lesbian sex. I was just impatient to take advantage of it. It didn't bother me anymore that it was my sister either. I was just horny and I wanted some release. At a little after 3pm, I heard Amanda unlocking her bedroom door. I was already in her room, stark naked and with her dildo buried in my pussy. I had been waiting for her since 3, and at first I tried not to masturbate, but I didn't seem to have any willpower. Amanda stepped into the room and didn't seem surprised to see me there at all. She threw her backpack into a corner and stood there staring at my naked body with her hands on her hips. "So, Dave," she said finally. "How do you feel?" "Horny! Come fuck me. Feel my titties!" "In a minute," she said. "First tell me what happened to your body." "It wasn't sexy enough. My tits weren't big enough. Now come on, I'm horny!" "Ok, but there's something you should know first," she said. "I've brought someone here to see you. Who could she be talking about? I wondered, and then stopped wondering as Jennifer walked in the door. I was embarrassed, sure. You can't really begin to imagine how embarrassed I was. How many people have been transformed into a huge-breasted slut, then had their girlfriend walk in on them, stark naked, with their legs spread wide so that they could shove a dildo in their bald pussy while they plead with their 14-year-old sister to have sex with them? But can you imagine how she must have reacted to walking in on the voluptuous girl who used to be her boyfriend, with a dildo in his cunt and one hand groping one of his gigantic titties as he begged for some lesbian sex? I don't have to imagine. I saw it. She licked her lips. Slowly. And then started to strip. Jennifer had always been a big adventurous sexually, but I never would have thought she'd go for this. But there she was, down to a skimpy pair of panties and bra, and about to take those off. Amanda was undressing at the same time. When they were both completely naked, they crossed the room and climbed onto the bed with me. Both of them immediately zeroed in on one of my gigantic knockers. As each of them took one of my huge nipples into her mouth, I was in ecstasy. I came right there, immediately, less than a minute after they started sucking on my tits. "He did this to himself?" Jennifer asked Amanda, as I was recovering from my amazing orgasm. "Yep," my sister replied. "Couldn't get enough of it. You heard him saying his tits were too small." "I thought they were huge enough when they sprouted on his chest in class. I can't believe he made them even bigger. I can't believe he WANTED to make them bigger." "The old man who sold me the ring said it'd be progressively more addictive. He also said that as time went on, the form would affect the thought patterns. He's pretty far gone, I think." "And he really fucked Bill Germack in the bathroom?" "Yep. He told me he sucked Bill off, and Bill fucked him in the pussy and the ass." Turning to me, Jennifer asked, "Did you like it, Dave? Did you like being bent over and fucked by a guy?" "Yes! I loved it! I want more!" I said, surprised to hear the words come out of my mouth. And still more surprised to find that they were true. "Do you still like girls, now?" "Yes! Tits, ass, cock, pussy, whatever! Just touch my titties, get me off!" I was frantically rubbing my tits now. I needed some relief. "Hmm... I would like to touch your tits, Dave, but they're too small." "You think so? Ok, I'll make them bigger." And with that, my tits swelled up on my chest. They grew even larger than basketballs. I don't know what to compare them to, but they took up my entire rib cage, and jutted out more than a foot in front of me. If I was standing up, I wouldn't have been able to see my feet. "Now are they big enough? I need you to touch me!" I moaned. "Your tits are big enough, but your nipples aren't," Jennifer explained. My nipples started to swell up, until they were a full inch and a half across, like thick wrinkled nubs. On my tits they really didn't look out of place, in proportion, but they were huge! "Now longer," Jennifer said. "I want to be able to see them through your clothes." I lengthened my nipples then, until they were as long as they were thick. They stuck out an inch and a half from my breasts, huge objects of pleasure. Just feeling the air against them felt fantastic. "Suck my nipples!" I screamed. "I need it now!" Jennifer leaned in to suck one of them, and it felt fantastic. I was teetering on the brink of another orgasm just from having her suck my nipple. When Amanda leaned in to suck on the other, I plunged over the edge. "He's sensitive!" Jennifer exclaimed. "That's part of it, too," Amanda offered. "So what am I going to do now?" Jennifer wondered aloud. "He's certainly not my boyfriend now, and I don't want a girlfriend who's going to fuck someone else at the drop of a hat." "You mean..." Amanda said, incredulously. "You'd have a girlfriend otherwise?" "Sure, I'm open-minded. I just don't want a slut." "How about... a freshman?" "You mean?!?" Jennifer was incredulous. "And all this time I've been sneaking peeks at you while I came over with your brother. You remember when we all went swimming together and you wore that tiny little white bikini? I wanted you so bad! I went home and played with myself for hours, thinking about the way your ass looked. Jesus, girl! I never knew you were gay!" "Oh! Of course I am. The truth is," my sister said sheepishly, "I've never really had sex with a girl, other