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Warning this story contains vivid sexual content. I have tried to make this all as authentic as possible. Enjoy! The "Magic Bus" BY DEMONN James, Borel and Mckay were all good friends. They had been friends for many years and each had contributed much to one another. Mckay, being the far more confident of the three, had often 'taught' the others how to deal with things in general. Naturally, being the more confident of the three, he lost his virginity first at the young age of 14. Borel had soon followed at the age of 15. James however had never quite gone all the way. But obviously neither could not compare to the prowess of Mckay. Mckay was basically a stud. Since he had lost his virginity he had done 'it' every week or so. He was nearly perfect in all respects: Smart, resourceful, athletic. Top of everything. Sometimes this made James and Borel envious however they always maintained a strong friendship. I Hi, my name's James. I actually like high school. Amazingly I can really manage around here. Sure I don't have the status of Mckay or the comedy of Borel, he really cracks me up, but I can slip through the system. If I was forced to describe myself, mind you I don't really want to. (But I am a perfectionist so here it is.) I am 5' 11", 15 and a half, brown hair, cunning, not really that smart, and I have a sex drive that's through the roof - thanks to all the sexy girls in the school. I often had an erection that was exceptionally hard to conceal. And some of the girls had made a joke out of it. I guess that's kind of got you wondering about my school. Well, it's a nice school apart from it's one of those special, private schools. We're the poor bastards that have to wear school uniforms. Though I must admit, those girls who wear those sexy, short skirt uniforms are sort of entertaining a little fetish of mine. Their gym uniforms were even better and often I indulged in a little voyeurism watching their 'sport'. II It was a Friday afternoon and many of my friends - Charlie, Joseph and Sarden had gone off on some 'excursion' somewhere. I had tried to drill the truth out of them but the bastards didn't tell me where they were going. I was quite pissed off but I made other plans anyway. Basically I was going to spend my weekend watching TV and playing the Playstation. It would be a good time. I wanted to invite Joseph to show him a couple of my new sports games but he was going somewhere as I told you before. I had stayed late in school. The teacher had forced me to stay in order to catch up on some work but I didn't really mind too much. It was 5:30 when I got out and by that time it had been pouring down for about 40 minutes. It was quite strange. One moment the sky was a beautiful, crystal-clear blue and then it was dark, foreboding and more to the point - raining cats and dogs. That was some weird weather. This was a bit depressing for me and I slowly trudged my way out of the school. Outside the school, at the bus stop, my two friends, Borel and Mckay were waiting for me in the drenching rain. They had both had some sort of commitment and so I didn't keep them too long. They both told me the bus was late so we decided to walk through a short cut. III I was a bit of a fool to listen to Mckay's advice and the school bus speeded past us. This meant a long journey through this terrible weather. Borel managed to suggest a walk up the hill. Although it was a tiresome walk, it would get us all home faster. So there I was, hiking through the rain. Basically through a forest, trying to get home. Luckily it was still fairly sunny and I managed to get through Borel's route fairly quickly. Mind you there was still a twenty minute walk ahead of us. So when Borel pointed out a short, although he was notoriously bad with his 'short cuts,' I decided to follow. Mckay took the front and ran furiously. We all followed. He was quite carefree although his jacket was drenched with water. I was the complete opposite - I hated the stupid rain. Anyway in ten minutes we were just about lost. All the houses looked the same and soon we came to a dead-end. That was just great. We had spent ten minutes on his 'short cut' and here we were at a dead end. Mind you it was a nice dead end as far as dead ends go. There were a few houses, all lovingly looked after. The perfect suburban houses really. It was completely quiet except the sound of the rain's collision with the ground. It was a soft melody. Not a bird or a single living creature was making a sound. Just rain. Anyway things were getting nasty between us before Mckay noticed that there was a bus just parked at the side. The bus looked allot like a tour bus. One of those buses you see loads of tourists sitting in. We all hoped that the driver would take pity on us and give us a ride. I have to admit the bus was a bit suspicious. First of all the bus seemed out of place as if someone had just created it out of thin air. Not only that but the windows had a tint as dark as space itself and the steps were awfully ominous. We all stepped on one by one and the sight that greeted us was incredible. Rather than a normal bus with a bus driver, all there was were six girls sitting in the back. They just sat there mute, staring out the windows. They all sat perfectly still with complete and utter boredom etched onto their faces. They were six private-school girls by the way. They all had on the most exquisite uniforms possible. They had deep turquoise jackets with a strange five pointed star emblazoned on the pocket. They also had a bright white shirt, which barely exposed their pointed nipples. A dark blue tie, a very short turquoise skirt, navy blue pantyhose, a green jumper/vest (which some of the more 'modest' ones wore), white socks and shiny black shoes which were so shined they reflected the lights of the bus. They were dressed impeccably. Suddenly two just took off their jackets, jumpers and shoes - leaving their breasts jutting out visibly under their shirt and walked closer to us. We were profoundly shocked. None of us has spoken a word since we had gotten on and although we were drawn to the exit (which I realized was closed,) eerily something kept us glued to the spot. But soon when the two that had undressed slightly just stopped and suddenly began giving one another deep, passionate kisses, I didn't think any of us wanted to leave. They soon caressed each other and were locked in the most incredible kiss. Moans were coming from their lips, muffled by their tongues. They were absolutely ravenous. Their tongues were placed firmly down each other's throats. I simply couldn't hide my erection. These two horny girls just kept going, completely ignoring our presence. My organ was engorged and desperately wished for some of the action. I hoped to God they were heterosexual and they were just teasing us with those kisses. Very soon one of the girls who was sitting down oblivious to her horny friends, she couldn't be over the age of 14, jumped up with an "Oh, visitors!" Other girls were about to stand up as well but she beat them to the mark. She slowly approached me showing off her graceful walk to the other girls. Her hips moved in perfect unison with her legs and judging by the way her pelvis was edging forward, she was adding a little seductive sway to her butt. She was making a show for the other girls. It was like some animal mating ritual and she had selected herself as the winner. The other girls gave a piercing gaze as if she violated some rule. They could barely contain their bitchiness - they had lost me to her. It was fantastic to feel this appreciated and desired. They resumed looking out the windows waiting for something. It wasn't until then I realized how beautiful these girls were. They were nothing less than perfect nymphs. The girl who approached me was exceptionally well endowed to the point that they strained her shirt leaving those tell tale folds in between. Her tie was nestled perfectly on top of her two beautiful mounds underneath her soft green vest. She had beautiful long, light-brown hair and finally she had the deep blue eyes and face of an angel, she was so innocent. She was standing right before me, leaning forwards and backwards with her two hands clasped behind her back. She looked up at my face. (She and the others must have been a good few inches shorter than me.) Waiting for some response. I looked down at her but rather than meeting her beautiful eyes with mine, I met her two large breasts which jutted forward proclaiming her powerful sexuality. I was profoundly shocked; none of my sexual experience had ever prepared me for this. I managed to stammer out, "Uh... Um... You girls are really quite beautiful. Look at your bodies; I just want to jump you right now." I couldn't believe what I said. I sounded like a complete idiot. I really just couldn't believe it. It was as if I just told her the truth. I continued, "I would love you to take off your clothes," My friends could barely suppress shock and laughter. The other girls barely suppressed their schoolgirl giggles. She replied, "I bet you're wondering why you're telling the truth and why we're so beautiful... You want to know why? Well we're *witches* and you're going to have the time of your lives." I laughed at that comment and she did too. I took this opportunity to look straight down between her thighs and right to her cunt. Sure she had a skirt and underwear on but I stared intently at it as if my gaze would suddenly rip off the offending strands of clothing. I looked at the cushiony wrinkles of clothing wrapped around her soft, captivating legs. Such a short, revealing skirt, I was so close and yet so far. I imagined just grabbing her right there, overpowering her and having my way. I wanted to rip off her pantyhose and just stick my 'you know what' right *there* and I wanted it DESPERATELY. Soon it was not only I who was approached by a beautiful girl but my friends too. Mckay had a dark blonde come right up to him and Borel had a black haired beauty approach him too. I was right, these girls had to look up a bit to meet Borel's and Mckay's eyes. They were perfectly short. I liked a modest height, it made you feel like you were overpowering those petite female bodies. Mckay stared working his charms but judging by the blonde's eyes looked so admiringly up at his face. She wouldn't hold out very long. She came up to me and pulled off her jacket, shoes, socks and pantyhose. The other two girls did likewise. She teasingly put a finger on my chest and slowly moved it down to my crotch giving out a big smile when she touched my organ with the tip of her finger. Electric feelings slowly made their way through my body. Glancing over, she made a quiet comment to her two friends who were seducing Mckay and Borel, "You're quite right. We should have more fun like this more often." They all giggled at that comment. Although I was quite preoccupied now, I discovered that the three girls at the back were all engaged in rubbing up and down one another. Each were mimicking the act of sex. The pain in my organ was excruciating. This was really quite incredible. The light-brown haired girl who was seducing me called herself Stacey and by the way, she was really quite hot in both senses. She said she wanted to talk to me more up back. Of course I complied. I was only human. Mckay and Borel had begun working with their girls up front. We had walked to the back of the bus when Stacey had mentioned that she was "feeling horny." And the way she said it too, so pleasantly, so matter-of-factly. I was completely shocked; no girl had ever put it to me like that. The girls up back were still in the process of ignoring us and were simply engaging in their sex-like acts. I guess what they say about girls being constantly horny was true. They were both two little horny bitches even if they still had their clothes on. They were rubbing up and down one another and the contact of their clothes against their bodies must have been arousing them significantly. They sure weren't modest or inhibited by us at all, I can tell you that for sure! It was almost enough to make Mckay blush! I wasn't sure what to do, watch the show in front of me for a little longer or get working on Stacey right away. But instead I decided to just look through the window for a second. They were completely steamed up courtesy of the two girls making out. The rain landed softly on the roof making a pleasant rhythm to which the girls in the back kept moving. Stacey and I sat down. I was really quite uncertain what to do. I glanced at the general situation. Two horny girls making love up back. One girl sitting quietly beside those two. Two girls working on Mckay and Borel and one sexy vixen working on me. I looked over her for a while. She was absolutely gorgeous and I couldn't wait a second longer. Her breasts were of a perfect, rounded shape. They were incredible tits I could barely believe they could physically exist. I could easily see them through her thin vest even her nipples jutted out just a bit through a jumper. That gave her such a naughty schoolgirl feel that turned me on. It was awkward for a while as I stared at her breasts, she seemed to enjoy it and she gave out the most radiant smile showing her perfect white teeth. I smiled back. After a while of silence soon she could barely keep still, she kept squirming constantly in her seat. She kept moving as if there was some 'itch' I should 'scratch.' She made soft little moans as she rubbed her ass across the chair. She needed 'it'. I decided to take the first step and it was a big one considering the circumstances. I slowly slid my hand up her thigh, feeling the soft smooth flesh, and into her extremely short and extremely tight skirt. I suppressed the urge to fuck her brains out right there. I heard the rumble of distant thunder and somehow it relaxed me. Stacey let out a satisfied, "Hmmmmmm" and I knew I was successful. Stacey was satisfied for the moment she asked me, " ould you please go a little further?" I probed a little deeper, softly brushing against her thin underwear. Then for a few moments we just sat there staring into each other's eyes. I quickly glanced over and saw Borel and Mckay making similar moves. Then I moved back to Stacey. God how she was beautiful, I could just imagine sticking my hot throbbing cock into her right here and now. I decided to give her a little more encouragement. I moved my eager hand slowly under her shirt, brushing past her navel, moving past her bra and caressing her soft breast. I then moved it back down and into the skirt. Letting my hand slide through the waistband of the skirt, I let it stay on her lap. This left her shirt ruffled and untidy. I then rested my hand on her underwear - the place so close to her slit. I asked Stacey, "Do you want me to wear protection?" She answered back, "No need for that. Don't worry. When I'm done with you we won't be wanting any protection." That was great, I didn't carry around any protection with me anyway. She gave a big, devious smile at that as if she understood some joke I didn't. I smiled back. Soon she pulled off her vest giving a full view of her breasts barely contained by a pure white shirt. Her tie looked like it was molded to her chest. That tie gave her such a classy sexiness. Then she pulled off her skirt revealing pure, silky black panties. She then slowly started unbuttoning her shirt. Stacey called out to her friends out back, "Alissa, come over here. I think we should have a little fun together." I saw an equally beautiful girl who was sitting silently, stand up, I assumed she was Alissa. Further back I managed to see the other two girls pout at her leaving and then quickly resuming their imitation sex. Now this was incredible, two impossibly sexy girls were going to have sex with me. Stacey was just standing before me in her underwear, ready for action. I had to wait a few moments for Alissa though who slowly and slinkily slid off her clothing. Stacey was the most eager and slid a finger into the top of her underwear, giving me a sneak peek of the flesh so very close to her 'honeypot.' She bought her thumbs down quickly sliding off her sexy panties but strangely not her bra, slid back first onto the seat and lay there ready for me. Alissa stood there waiting, almost annoyed that I wasn't jumping on Stacey right then. I quickly took off my clothes, and stood there stark naked for a few moments. Stacey said, "You'll do alright, PLEASE hurry up." She said it so confidently. She was resting on the seat looking mind numbingly bored because I hadn't fucked her right then. I moved onto her, prepared for some foreplay but judging by her expression, I think she wanted it straight away. My dick was firm and ready for action. I slid my dick slowly into her pussy, which was tight with anticipation. It was a hard push but the slick walls of her cunt embraced my eager cock. I slowly began the movement up and down onto her. Soon I began driving my cock into her with quite some force. Alissa, by this time, had slid up onto my back and had wrapped her thin girlish arms around me with all her strength. She rubbed her pussy up and down my back, contributing to the most powerful senses I've felt for a long time. Stacey was bucking up and down with my rhythm. Her long hair was flowing all over the spacious seat and she felt really tense, ready to orgasm. She gave some muffled screams and then she screamed at the top of her lungs with the most immense pleasure. I immediately deposited streams upon streams of semen, with a satisfied male grunt, into her willing pussy. I was the conqueror and she was all mine. I would make sure this girl never left my sight. She would become my... slave. I lay still basking in my glory. God I couldn't imagine letting this little bitch go. She could hardly get satisfied. I smiled as I imagined what it'd be like after we left this bus and she became my perfect girlfriend. She could be the perfect little sex-machine. Whenever I felt horny, I'd go over to her house and she'd relieve my load. Whenever I left, I'm sure she wouldn't know what to do. She needed me and I could discard her like some... object. I looked into her eyes; there was still a desperate need there. Perfect. But Alissa dismounted from my back and stood behind me. Stacey, with her bra still on, slid out from under me and stood behind me as well. Stacey spoke, "Now here comes the fun part." She sprinkled some weird dust on me. I just stood there, uncertain what to do. But soon a very weird feeling came over me and looking back to my friends yet again, I saw they too had had some sort of dust thrown on them. I looked to Stacey, "What was that?" Stacey replied, "You'll see soon." Alissa and Stacey laughed, and shared a weird looking drink between them. Stacey joked, "Horus sure knows how to have fun." Alissa replied, "I hope Horus' potion works, it would be annoying if we were left in these forms." Now that was disturbing, I had never heard of anyone called Horus. I looked back to them. It was VERY strange. If I wasn't wrong, then they appeared taller, rather than their very cute small 5' 5" frames. Furthermore it looked like their breasts had reduced in size from their ample quantity. Finally it looked like their soft beautiful curves had changed and taken on hard angular qualities. I looked in awe, there was definitely something happening as I saw their breasts recede into their chests, their arms gain sizable bulk, their legs gain muscle and their hair moved back into their head until it was a short trim. Soon they had well defined pectorals, big strong arms, better than my own. Their abdomens took on a very male form. Their waists moved outwards and their hips contracted. Their sexy contours were all gone. Those arms were hardly weak anymore and in fact had considerably more muscle than I had. I felt so weak and afraid. When I saw their pussies slowly rearrange as a dick pushed out from each of them. I was completely traumatized. I was just totally astounded. My perfect girl was gone. Then things took a turn for the worse. I saw the bus get bigger, just slightly and I noticed my viewpoint had lowered somewhat. Now the two new *boys* were massive brutes in comparison to me. I felt like I had to strain my neck just to be able to keep seeing their heads. Stacey, if I could still call her that, spoke in a deep voice, "Look it's happening." I felt myself become weaker and weaker, I fell back into the seat and groped weakly around my body. Although I didn't have much body hair, I was shocked to find my body completely hairless, except the hair on my head and in a neat triangle at my crotch. I was definitely smaller now and my arms and legs had lost the muscles that I had previously. I was now like a pathetic little child. I covered my eyes as tears began streaming down my cheeks. Now I felt my small, tight little body re-arranging. My hair started streaming out onto my back, my butt tightened and smoothed out with a definite roundness to them. I looked at my nails. They looked exactly like a girl's! They were a pure red and perfectly manicured. I scratched at them. Nothing came off. Nothing at all! It was as if they were permanently stained red. Now there was dark, pure inky black hair obscuring part of my sight. I could barely comprehend it. Suddenly I felt a strange pain emanating around my cock and sides. I felt my waist pull in and my hips push out. I felt so... curvy, so... voluptuous. I stared in horror at my cock. It was shrinking quickly, in a few seconds it was barely bigger than a five year old's and then it pulled back completely inside me. It was as if my entire puberty had gone backwards. I felt something internally re-arrange. Soon I saw a magical shimmering around my crotch as something took form. Very soon I had a moist, sensitive, vertical slit surrounded by beautiful soft pubic hair shaped into a perfect triangle. The tight, small slit of a teenage virgin. There was one more thing to come. My body spasmed and stood straight, my eyes fixed to my chest. Soon two luscious breasts started pushing their way out of my body. They were high and firm and they grew bigger and bigger until they firmed out at a D-cup. I wished I'd seen breasts like this on another girl because they were so perfectly and beautifully rounded. I made a short feminine gasp. No stone was left unturned. My voice was now the voice of a teenage girl. The voice of a very stupid, bimboish teenage girl. The kind which you would hear a girl say, "It's like," "Totally" and "No way" from. No one would be able to take my seriously again. 'Stacey' spoke out once again in her charismatic, deep voice, "Wow, this is incredible. Now the final touch." Stacey made a slight movement of her fingers and now the bus' aisle was filled with soft pillows and a mirror was fixed in the middle. Stacey said again, "Take a look, babe. You're totally sexy." My eyes were fixed on Stacey, I had to look up a bit to make eye contact but I had to admit she looked incredible. That was something I couldn't believe, I had to look up to see her eyes. Before she was a few inches shorter. If anything emphasized my new weakness it was having to look up to her face just to be able to see her. I looked down, her rock hard cock was big, not overly so but still really quite big. That huge erect shaft looked like it had one purpose and one purpose only. My new slit knew that. It started making some soft, sort of numb feelings. She looked like a 16 year old stud. Now that was what sexy was about. I looked at her rock hard chest, strong arms which could wrap themselves around my small body. I looked at her magnificent, manly legs. Up to the thighs and I rested my view on her throbbing cock. I stared at it, that huge thing. I was so impressed by his cock dangling between her legs. I let my mind drift off to how I would lick its tip playfully and... I tried to think normally again. But looking at it, I couldn't resist, it was fantastic, so long, so very proudly erect. Breaking my view with it but I just couldn't, I was transfixed with that sight. I thought back to the image of the two girls making out at the back. I couldn't feel a thing. I cleared my thoughts to get a better 'grasp' of my female feelings. I was letting my female mind and female hormones take over. God it was incredible and I felt terribly horny just looking at it. I felt a strong tingling in my new slit, which made it seem as if this body only knows too well what to do. I put this down due to the disorientation of being turned into a girl. I liked girls, I wanted to fuck girls. Damn, I was lying to myself. That huge dick needed release and I was the only one capable of doing it. God that thing was huge and so perfect. How could I have thought take a slit was beautiful before? I looked in awe at that massive cock, I wanted to worship it, admire it. I just wanted to get down on my knees, lightly suck on its tip and... I banished that thought from my mind. My slit was only going to serve one purpose as far as I was concerned and that wasn't aesthetic. I suppressed the thought but I had to admit I felt more sexually aroused then when I first set eyes upon that perfect angel *girl* version of Stacey. This was a bit worrying because I was totally horny then. A warmth and a kind of dreamy feeling of absence took over my crotch. I fought an internal, mental battle. I was screaming for my slit to stop making these feelings but it felt so light and beautiful like it was meant to be filled. It felt like a soft, spongy dream. It needed that massive thing in it. I didn't care what was causing these feelings as long as they wouldn't go away. I momentarily thought this was wrong. I was still a guy wasn't I? In mind at least? She had such incredible and well-toned muscles. I slowly licked my lips in anticipation. Stacey said, "Ah. Here first put these on. You'll look great." She threw me over a string bikini and a bikini bottom. "I love seeing girls in uniform. Ha, ha, ha." I complied and slid on the thin material. I struggled with the string but Stacey took it for me and tied it into a pretty bow. If I was a boy now and I was looking at my skimpy back I don't think I would be able to resist giving *me* anal sex right there. Judging by the tightness of the bikini bottom around my ass, which felt like it was two sizes too small, every boy would be able to see every sexy move of my ass cheeks. Even walking normally would give any boy a hard-on. It felt... sexy, so very sensual and so revealing as if Stacey could see me naked even with it on. I slowly moved forward to the mirror, tears rolling down my cheeks and my hair disheveled. I sniffed and began trying to hold the tears back but my female emotions were taking control. I was acting so totally female and I'd only been one for a few minutes. I couldn't help it and so I looked back. I saw Borel and Mckay, now female, both getting fucked up the arse and... loving it. They were screaming with ecstasy. I hoped that I wouldn't suffer that same fate. I walked to the mirror and I looked at it. What was reflected back was the sexiest 13/14-year old girl I had ever seen. She had well-developed breasts framed perfectly in the clingy bikini, the sexiest, roundest curves anyone has ever seen and she was brimming with youthful vitality and had a perfect light tan all over. It was me. What a beautiful sex-kitten. I could barely call the former Stacey and Alissa nymphs now because I was far better then they were. I thought back to their naked bodies and how it felt to penetrate them. I frowned; I still couldn't feel a single thing. I thought to my body and how sexy I would appear to me if I was a boy but I couldn't feel any arousal. All I thought was how sexy my 'bod' looked and how I'd be able to make a fortune modeling with this body. I looked at the reflection of my beautiful round face. "Look at her hair, it's so incredibly messy. Here." With that Stacey waved her hand once again and I saw my hair reform into a beautiful long silken locks cascading down my back. I felt it tickle down right down past the string on my back that held my bikini precariously together all the way right down onto my bottom and finally tuck neatly inside the bikini bottom. "That was a nice touch, but I don't want to have to do this all the time." She waved her hand again. "Go on, try to mess up your hair." I moved my hands through it, pushing it everywhere and as soon as I did, the sooner it moved back into position, cascading once again onto my back but this time lightly tickling my butt through the outside of the bikini bottom. "Actually I like the disheveled look after sex, it makes you feel like you accomplished something." She waved her hand again and I knew that my hair was free once more. "One more touch, this one definitely permanent." She waved her hand once again and I saw my face become beautifully made up to a perfect blush. "Absolutely perfect. I do very good work." They both laughed at this joke. "Now the best part. Come on Alan let's get to work. But first let him see what he'll soon mentally become..." I looked to see Mckay lightly kissing his former dark blonde haired girl, who was now a hunky blonde haired guy, and nibble his ear. Mckay giggled and said, "Come on hot stuff, Can you buy me some more clothes. I love wearing these like bikinis but it's kinda breezy with all this rainy stuff." He gestured around the bus, stating the obvious. His new *boyfriend* replied under her breath, "Fuck we made you stupid." Mckay said, "Thank you" to this assuming it was a compliment. (Damn she WAS an idiot bimbo.) She stuck her tongue down the former boy's throat as a way to get her stupid mouth to stop talking and he moaned with muffled yet intense pleasure. He pulled down her pants and got on his knees. I couldn't watch any more. I looked away horrified. Whatever happened I would never let these *boys* control me so fully. "Don't worry too much yet I don't think we'll have to change your memories like the other two. I've got a good feeling about you." She ripped off my bikini and bikini bottom. They fell beneath me in shreds. I automatically moved to cover my new private parts and I felt so cold and weak. I shivered, feeling so violated and useless. I was nothing but a fragile, unimportant piece of meat. I stared up at them with fear in my gigantic eyes. They were predators and I was their prey. I accidentally let my hand slip from covering my breasts for just a moment. They both had the most gigantic smiles on their faces. Blushing furiously I sat down and tightly crossed my legs together, obscuring my breasts from their sight with crossed arms. Normally I wouldn't be able to cross my legs, but with this new absence *there* it seemed the best way to stop them violating me. Forget calling it 'violating,' it was the best way to stop them from fucking the hell out of me. My defiance had little effect on their huge erections pointing upwards ready to 'win' their little piece of 'flesh'. I could tell they had primal lust in their eyes. Stacey gave a slight whistle looking me up and down. However when I looked back to those well-toned hunks who stood there lustfully staring at my perfect body, strangely my nipples became erect with the thought of them making love to me and I felt a shiver go down my spine. Stacey raised the stakes a little; she took her strong hand and lightly brushed it up and down between my thighs until they were nearly up to my moist, new slit, coaxing them to come apart. Slowly they drifted apart, ready to accept their new role. I quickly realized what my body was doing and I quickly shoved my legs back together. I slowly got up and turned around planning to walk down the pillow covered aisle to the exit. My mind was racing with conflicting emotions. For a few minutes, I almost felt like I wanted to be raped by these sexy beasts. But I started walking, slowly. I walked for a bit and only a few feet away were my former friends, I dared not look at my former friends, I couldn't bear seeing them so completely different. But then I suddenly felt something brush past my behind. It felt so relaxing and beautiful. The brushing action was so light I thought it was my hair moving slowly, swishing past my behind. I slowed down and then stopped. Soon it was pushing past my butt cheeks and slowly inwards. I let out an "Unnnnh," thanks to this new sensitive body. First it was just its tip but soon it was moving further into the recesses of my new female body. I knew what it was by now and I felt its firm length fully push in. Soon I wouldn't have a tight, virgin female ass but I would have become a 'real' female opened up by a man's dominant length. By the masculine moan behind me I knew it was the new Stacey. I was terrified; I was getting fucked like some horny bitch up the ass. My butt cheeks clasped together so hard I thought it would crush her cock. Her cock kept pushing though and slowly made its way deep inside. Her pace began quickening, lubricating the insides of my ass. It began easier and easier for her to push her entire length through. Stacey said, "Admit it James you like it up the ass." I gave out a very soft, "Hmmmm." She whispered into my ear, "I've got a fun idea." Soon I felt that I lost internal control. I felt my bladder fill up and then a steady stream of urine move down my legs. I blushed uncontrollably. The yellow liquid trickled down my legs. She smiled at her power. She was the conqueror now. "On second thought, I want a clean girl." I suddenly felt my body move beneath me and then I found myself having a warm deep shower, somehow magically created on the bus including tiles and a drain and even though it wasn't connected to anything, the shower was running a warm refreshing spray. The soft spray felt wonderful on my tits and rolled down my soft flesh. I felt wet, wild and ready for sex. These female thoughts were taking over. She walked in and shut the curtains behind her. By this time the thunder was roaring outside and rain was hitting the roof of the bus incredibly hard. I could barely hear the soft gurgling of the shower. She moved her hands onto my breasts and started rubbing. Her strong hands were so subtle and sent electric shocks through my body. She slowly caressed my body and moved outwards onto my hips and then centered in on my newfound sex organ. I was screaming internally but it felt fantastic! I whispered softly, "Mmmm, don't just hold... m.m.m.m... me." (God that huge, masculine body felt good stuck up against me) The next part I said very slowly out of embarrassment, "Fuck me." Stacey pretended she didn't hear. I blushed and said in a slightly louder voice, "Fuck me." She moved her hand slowly and rhythmically across my pubic hair and teasingly towards my lips but never that far. I gave out a moan of pure amazement. She embraced me fully, bringing her cock into contact with my pussy. She held me firmly right next to her body and I simply moaned in pleasure by some carnal instinct. Her rock hard cock was pushed right up against my pussy but it never entered. She just kept rubbing its length up and down between my tight thighs. I felt a frustrating absence, which would desperately need to be filled. I attributed this all to female hormones or some strange dream, which soon I'd wake up from. I secretly thought, 'Why doesn't she just fuck me? This waiting is killing me.' I just couldn't control myself. Soon the shower dissolved and I was back in the pillow filled aisle of the bus. Stacey had a devious glint in her eye. She pushed me onto the pillows on the floor and I laughed at that because I knew I'd get a little more fun. "Alan come here and let's show her what sex is really about." Alan moved over. I stifled a giggle and then said, "*You'll* do. Now fuck me." They both bellowed with laughter. She was less muscular then Stacey but definitely very athletic and her big cock was a bonus. "I'll take her from behind, you move onto the front." I was terrified I couldn't believe I was going to get fucked again... and worse I thought I'd really enjoy it. It looked like they'd take it in turns. I felt my heart race. Now I was about to feel like what it was for a girl to get truly fucked. I presented my butt and Stacey pushed her well lubricated length in my butt again. Sliding it slowly inwards and outwards again and again, I couldn't believe I had never had sex this good. "Stacey," I spoke, "Don't cum too fast, I want this feeling to last." I had only been doing it for an hour or so in total and now I knew had to be a hundred times better to lose your virginity as a girl, especially anally. She kept sliding, making my butt firm up and grasp its length. She took it slow now and kept a steady rhythm. Now I licked my lips because the new Alan would take me. My vagina tensed and tightened with my overwhelming sexual need. I had to get fucked! My vaginal walls kept rippling in anticipation. Soon my slick, eager and wet vagina was dripping wet with juices. Some dripped downwards on to my thigh. I lay on my side and they both came down with me. Now Alan slid her huge cock inside me and pushed deep into the slick walls of my eager pussy. Suddenly my old mind came flooding back. I peered over my large breasts, through the valley of cleavage and gained occasionally glimpses of the space between me and the *boy's* sweaty chest down to my dickless patch. A dick was rapidly pushing right inside my abdomen inwards and outwards, inwards and outwards. I could see *my* vagina embrace each powerful stroke of his dick. The realization finally dawned upon me. This couldn't be happening to me! This wasn't some dream that I'd wake up from or some porn film I was watching. This was actually happening to me!! THIS 'VAGINA' WAS *MINE*! She was fucking me! SHE WAS FUCKING ME! In fact BOTH OF THEM WERE FUCKING ME! It was crazy, some guy's no a *girl's* dick was pushing in and out of *my* vagina! The powerful length kept pushing in and out, in and out, with such a quick, unforgiving rhythm I only got brief glances of her cock impaling my cunt. Each time I saw the length disappear, completely engulfed, just to re-emerge again. It was like some vile intruder forcing itself inwards, further and further, violating my very being. How I had turned around. Just a few minutes ago I was the penetrator, winning my little prize. I was the conqueror not the conquered! Weakly trying to push her off me (accompanied by some feeble girlish sounds, how pathetic I sounded), I gathered the strength to shout, "Stop FUCKING ME! I'm not a fuck- machine. I'm not some teenage nymphomaniac. I'm a boy. A boy. Please Stop!" I began squirming back and forth but I could barely wriggle thanks to being connected to the *boys* by my cunt and ass. Each pushed harder into me to stop me moving. This slowed my struggles until I helplessly lay limp, letting them do whatever they wanted to me. With each thrust of their cocks either my ass or cunt was propelled forwards. I remained still but my pelvis was being pushed back and forth between my two *partners*.I sobbed helplessly feeling my fragile body shunted forward with each thrust of these invincible transgressors. I felt like I was being raped. Boys couldn't be raped. This was impossible and this feeling of impossibility was overwhelming. First I screamed in horror and tears came flooding back to my face, making a long stream, which ran all the way down to my cleavage, but then I felt the internal movement deep within me. The long shaft was quickly dragging itself through me bringing my moist vaginal walls bringing it to a dripping wetness, constantly lubricating his length more and more with *my* wet juices and pushing so far so I could almost feel it inside my stomach. It was filling the inside of my body filling a terrible longing deep within. It was inside me. A sexual energy and warmth engulfed my body. Soon my screams of pain became short punctuated screams of pleasure. At first they were soft, obscured by the sounds of their male pleasure but soon my screams were overpowering theirs. This shaft was satisfying my need to be filled. Her huge cock pushed deep into the end of my vagina filling the entire space. "Give me more!" I screamed, "Make my vagina cum!" It was such a strange experience. My vaginal walls rippled and pulsed thanks to the sexual penetration. "Come on Alan. I thought you were a *boy*! Come on you can do better." I kicked my sexy legs and screamed. I wanted more. I needed more. All she must have felt of my attempt were the futile kicks of a fragile, feeble little girl. I kicked harder and screamed higher. "Fuck me. I need it. I'm a girl, fuck me like the horny girl I am!" It was pure bliss as she pushed that massive thing deep inside me until it felt like it was engulfed. They both started ramming with all their strength right into me. "Twice at once," I commented, "This is the way girls should be fucked!" After a few seconds of maintaining their violent thrusts, I quietly commented to myself, "I'm sooo horny," not realizing it was what Stacey had told me before. It was so damn long pushing in deeper and further until I could take it no more. I was about to scream with a multiple female orgasms when Alan spoke, "Stacey, I'll take it alone from here." Stacey moved away and I was left connected to Alan. I was annoyed with the disruption; I wouldn't get any more two way action. I pouted in Stacey's direction. I said through clenched teeth, "Hurry up Alan, my cunt is waiting!" We kept glued together until she dismounted and pushed me up onto the seats. She pushed me higher than her so I was on the armrest. I guess she did it so she would be pushing her cock in at an angle. I loved trying new positions and she had to push her dick slowly inwards in so she could get higher and higher on the seat. The shocks were seizing nearly my entire body. With each powerful stroke deep into my pussy the more I slid up the seats until finally I came to rest with my beautiful behind sliding up the hard, cold glass of the bus window. It left an imprint of my butt cheeks, contrasting with the steamed up glass. I gave out short screams every time she entered me with her powerful length. Alan commented, "You're my fuck-machine now." I knew she had read my mind and was talking about before. I could only give out a soft, "I know." before quickly getting back into the rhythm. Steamy beads of water coursed down my ass. The tiny beads slowly trickled down into my crack giving me a bit of a rush in this female body. It felt like I was one of those sexy models who men would drool over. With each push of his cock into my pussy, my ass pushed back flat on the hard glass. My back was arched upwards, my beautiful silky hair hung about my face. I quickly brushed it behind my ears. With each explosive push of her cock I was pushed into the air. My ass kept pushing up and down the cool glass. She had to stand to continue and yet she continued her powerful strokes. My tiny feet tensed and even my beautifully manicured toenails pointed up thanks to her powerful flexes. I had to push my ass out and stand on my tiptoes to continue. All this flexing of my small muscles made me feel even hornier. My butt now was covered with beads of water from the condensed glass giving my butt a sexy sheen like on models' posters. I was wet all over thanks to the humidity and my sweat and I must have looked so totally fuckable like those models. "Fuck me harder!" I screamed out. She pushed deeper and deeper seeking his goal. "Harder!" I screamed again. She began pushing up into my unyielding cunt with force. I couldn't keep it any longer and in a second I was screaming out in pleasure. I thrust my pelvis forward as the pressure climaxed. I was frozen in place until she shot her bucket-load of semen straight into me and I could feel it move within the walls deep inside my pussy. The cool liquid swilled around in my pussy, gradually leaking out on the seat. All my energy was sucked out of me and like some limp doll I slowly slid down the glass' wet surface letting my butt trail downwards slowly coming to rest on the seat giving a squeak as I gradually came down. Even my ass trailing on that window sent shocks through my sexy female body. Exhausted, I lay there smiling in the knowledge of satisfying this powerful, sexual boy. His lust for my body was unquenchable and I lay there still, my arms outstretched, my ample bosom moving up and down with my heavy breathing. We weak females can't keep up with boys' physical endurance. Smiling with the satisfaction of the greatest fuck of my life wanting more. Even with my female horniness I couldn't compete in these sexual Olympics forever. I looked absentmindedly outside. But rather then stare at the beautiful streams of rain surrounding me, which slowly formed muddy pools on the ground. Or contemplate my very strange turn-around from horny guy to very horny girl. I looked at my gorgeous reflection. I thought that I looked so sexy with those streams of sweat glistening on my face and with the sexy little pants of pleasure I gave out. I was the perfect female. Young, fit and ready. Alan stood up. "You're a good fuck babe. A real good fuck." I blushed and politely thanked her for the compliment. After all she deserved it. She gave me a devious smile. She entered my momentarily satisfied cunt once again. I knew what she wanted to do, I wrapped my arms around her and she lifted me up without even using her hands. She supported me purely with her powerful cock. She smiled and motioned to her friends showing off his feat. I gripped him with all my strength holding onto him out of fear and ecstasy. She let me float off the ground connected to him like this for a minute and then she pushed me off back onto the seat. I fell back, flustered. My pussy was still tense and begged for more but I saw Alan was satisfied and so I sat quietly. I didn't want to annoy such a good lover with my silly girlish comments. I stared in awe at my big, strong lover. She was so clever and she was entirely mine. As far as I was concerned I would be her eternal slave as long as she serviced me like that every day. Stacey, who had been nothing more than a spectator for a while, and telling by the huge bulge in her pants, she loved spectating, now spoke again, "Alright now girls I want you all to go down to the back and wait there like good little girls should." I saw Mckay and Borel pout with the sadness of their separation from the two *boys* who were giving them the fucks of their lives. They soon kissed their *boys* (who couldn't compare at all to my Stacey and Alan. That served those greedy bitches, I had two boys and they only had one.) goodbye. I glared back at them when they looked lustily at my Stacey. Then we all complied and walked slowly down the pillow covered aisle, we kept an icy silence between us. I know I was particularly graceful, swaying my hips slowly and just putting a little extra wiggle into my butt. I looked at the back. I saw what I expected, the two girls who had been getting us into the mood before by making out in the back were now two very happy and horny boys (having looked on me and Stacey making love.), waiting for some form of action. They were sitting there awaiting us. But instead of fucking us three straight away they stood up, one waved her hand and magically the seats in front rotated so they were facing the back seat. The back seat transformed and became plush and red, like some playboy set or something. We arrived down back. They all had the same kind of fantasy. Sexy young teenage girls for sexy young teenage boys. We were all around 13, 14 and each of us was fairly short with beautiful full breasts. We soon were all smiling with the memories of our being made love to. "Alright, now it is time to entertain you two boys up back." The *boys* took up the front row seats facing the backseat. Stacey waved her hand. I felt a wave of confusion come through my mind. I felt a shift in my very consciousness but I was still me. The female me. But before where I thought I was a heterosexual girl, now I felt like trying anything. Even though I thought those other two *girls* were bitches I felt horny when I looked upon their sweaty, glistening, naked bodies. We were all sitting, still naked from our bout of sex, cooled by the slight, rainy breeze from outside. One of the *boys* had opened a window to try and make our nipples stand up. I crossed my legs firmly, not wishing the two spectators to see my body. I loved the feel of my female thighs tightly squeezed across one another. I must admit if the new boys wanted to push apart my legs right then and there they easily could, I probably wouldn't even try to resist. But my sexy little body was entirely the property of Stacey and I would try to maintain my chastity for her. We all noticed that the cold had made our nipples stand out. I couldn't help giggling and soon the other two were joining me. I played around with the new Mckay's nipples and got a little moan out of him. We both giggled when her pointed nipples stood erect for a long time. He was obviously hornier than I was. Soon I was caressing his soft breasts and taking my finger and pulling it down towards his tight little pussy. I didn't want to penetrate and teasingly I pulled away just in time. Soon Mckay was spreading his legs, just a little bit so there was a small space between his thighs and then I slowly mounted onto her curvy thighs, letting my legs dangle at her sides. I was sitting on her legs with my butt cheeks nestled between her legs. So I did the natural thing and started mimicking having sex. I pushed forward my pussy so it came in contact with hers and started slowly rubbing. Both our pussies were massaging one another and I stared deeply into the *girl's* eyes. I couldn't believe it was Mckay. Mckay uses to be such a muscled stud with such an incredible sex drive. If he was still male, I wouldn't be able to resist jumping in with him right now. God how he'd changed. Those sexy full lips giving out such deep feminine moans, those eyes... eyes which now are as clear as crystal water, that absolutely perfectly rounded face and that full dark blonde hair. Mckay never had such beautiful blonde locks. All he ever had was a full black rich head of hair. (God how I wished he was a man again. Then we'd show each other what friendship was all about.) The two boys in the back were sure enjoying the show. I could tell because I kept turning my neck to take quick backward glances to take a look at their bulging crotches. I have to say that I was showing off for those two, hoping to get them to join in. Despite my sexual desire for the female Mckay, I felt a strong absence down *there*. I ignored the feeling and soon we had worked up to an exciting pace. I barely stifled my screams of ecstasy as our pussies came in contact with one another. The pressure building was intolerable and I pulled my legs inwards, interlocking them with Mckay's. We both made frustrated sounds - we could only mimic sex not actually do it. Stacey made her magical wave again, I instinctively got up and sat down. We were all suddenly clothed in skimpy bikinis exactly like the one I was in before. IV We sat patiently looking silently at our boyfriends who were sitting up front speaking of various intelligent things, far outside the realm of us stupid girls. I felt inferior to them but at least I could latch onto to Stacey who'd protect me from now on. Stacey stood up, looking impressive with her arms rested on her masculine hips. She was so strong and powerful, I was in her complete control. That rock hard chest was completely visible through her tight, black shirt. That sexy hunk was all mine. I could never leave her now. I stopped thinking wen she began to speak, "Alright girls I guess you should learn now. We are warlocks and we had allot of fun with you." The bus began moving, despite there was no driver. "We have the most powerful magick and serve a great demi-god." She paused and then continued, "Furthermore we've got a little task for you..." Although I had the deepest admiration for my better - Stacey, I couldn't help but look outside as stars and space stretched before me. It was kind of like that 2001 film as various effects flashed by. I couldn't ignore Stacey any longer despite the magnificence of outside and so I listened again: "...and thus you will be serving our entire school. Oh and by the way if you're thinking about a certain possibility. Let me say there are no such things as witches, only warlocks. So you won't be learning any magic, which means..." Even I could put two and two together, she continued, "...you'll be our wenches. We mighty warlocks need our sexual servants. The Demi-god has excellent accommodations for you." The bus came to a halt and we skimpily clad girls stepped out and looked upwards in awe. A magnificent mansion, no a palace, stood before us. It was rather shocking to see a kind of wormhole or something connected straight to its entrance. Behind it was a smaller but still incredible structure with columns, which looked a bit like the White House only more classical. Stacey pinched my thinly covered behind, to which I giggled. She was my master. She was so much smarter then me. I had to bend my neck backwards in order to stare upwards to look at her face so I could feel the awe and deep respect that I felt for him. The six boys walked behind us forcing us to keep going forward. Soon we had walked on the marble slabs towards the White House like building. Stacey commented, "Amazing isn't it, this entire region has been crafted especially by our demi-god. Look beside you, look at those pulsating walls, amazing beauty is it not. It is the very edge of the dimension. Oops almost forgot. Our uniforms." Soon they were all magically clothed in their turquoise green uniforms again, just this time they were the male version of the clothes. I looked at the 5-pointed star on the pocket. Beneath the logo the writing read, "Schoole of the Elite Warlockes". Stacey impressed me once again, "There are only fifteen of us Elite Warlockes, magic isn't for mundane *girls* like yourself." I acknowledged that, she was right. We were standing outside the building and a large golden plaque proclaimed, "Palace Of Change - School of Warlocks". Stacey resumed, "A few of your friends have come across our main palace and they too have become sexual slaves although they'll serve far more 'customers'." I felt a rather strong breeze come across and I shivered, unprotected by the swimsuit's thin material. I looked over at my nipples jutting through the thin bikini top, through my valley of cleavage to my navel. My abs looked great and although I felt cold, it was worth it to look this beautiful. Stacey led us through a huge arched doorway and inside through a long corridor. We walked for a while coming across a large white door labelled, "Entertainment". Stacey paused here for a moment and then pushed open the doors with one hand. Stacey gave a sort of puzzled expression, "Oh, you don't have to wear that *all* the time. Take off that swimwear." We complied, took off our clothes and stood there stark naked waiting for our next command. "Here put these on." On the bare marble floor, the uniform of a very short turquoise skirt, turquoise jacket with the same logo on it but with the writing "Sexual servant" beneath instead, dark blue pantyhose, turquoise vest, white shirt, white socks, a dark blue tie and those shiny black shoes. I thought about the words, "Sexual servant". Most women would have felt degraded by this but I knew my place. After all boys were intrinsically superior to girls. Besides if I didn't what they wanted I'm sure I wouldn't get the same *attention* I got before. We picked them up and slid them on. I loved the way it felt on my naked female skin and I especially loved how the short skirt showed off my pantyhose clad legs. It was kind of a *new* fetish of mine. We walked through a second set of white doors labeled "Servants' quarters" All six boys left, talking about their magical studies. The servant's quarters was composed of beautiful exotic curtains and pillows strewn all around the floor with a large window at the back. It looked like a perfect Arabian fantasy. We all lay down exhausted; it had been a long day. I lay with my breasts pressing into the pillows. I rubbed my cunt up and down the pillows, which swished my skirt around my beautiful legs. Mckay finally spoke up, "I wish Carl was back." We all let out a sigh courtesy of the memory of our lovemaking. Our boyfriends had left us and wouldn't be back for hours. I sat still for a while, not knowing what to do. What could I do whilst my Stacey wasn't here? She was everything to me. I was nothing without her. Things had changed so much. I could see our future together, we could always have sex and he'd organize everything for me. I wouldn't have to concern myself with anything but serving my 'master'. I lay back, my prominent breasts pointing towards the ceiling, my beautiful little butt lying on the cushions. I let my hair flow back, pouring onto the pillows like water and I smiled basking in all these recent memories of the bus. I just looked back at my new body, my new breasts, figure and most of all, my vagina, which contained that special clit and that empty feeling that gave me so much pleasure. It tingled with the thoughts of sex. It was allot more responsive than my dick used to be and even the slightest suggestion of sex made it feel soft and ready to be filled. I thought of the absence in my crotch and sighed. Soon Stacey re-entered, waved her hand and left. I felt my waves of *memories* come flooding back. I remembered being a girl... but I also thought I used to be a boy in high school... I'm not sure. Then I thought back to last summer. I remembered lying back on that beautiful Californian beach working to get a tan. I remember lying on my front on a soft beach towel. I was wearing my two-piece suit, which really showed my breasts and cleavage to the sexy guys who came past the front of me on the beach. Of course I remembered them having to sneak a look, they all made up excuses. I giggled and laughed thanks to all the attention that got me. I remembered letting the thin material of bikini bottom ride into my butt giving all those sexy boys who passed behind me a good look. It often made me aroused to know all those boys were lusting after me. I lay there for hours, getting a tan and feeling that constant familiar warmth in my crotch basking in the knowledge that all those boys were lusting after my little 'honeypot' and knowing all the girls that past me gave me dirty looks. I had to be a girl. That whole bus thing had been a dream. I remembered my long-time boyfriend Stacey offering me a job offering allot of fun. That was how I really got here. Not some bus. That was just a dream. Stacey slowly opened the door. He smiled and walked forward. He made the magical wave of his hand again. I felt myself change again, I became weaker and more fragile, I retained the same height but felt my breasts grow further still, though my nipples shrank and so did my areolas, I felt my ears twinge with pain and I became pointier. My clothes all ripped off. A magical effect I was sure. I stood there nude for a few seconds before a very sexy and clingy green shirt pulled onto me. It fixed onto me and felt like a second skin revealing my small nipples prominently sticking forwards. It wasn't difficult at all to see through it! And I felt as if my breasts were going to push through and rip the weak fabric. Then a short green skirt came up onto me and hugged my hips. It was so tight around my thighs that I'm sure if I sat down with my legs apart Stacey would be able to see in between my naked legs right to my cunt. That gave me a warm feeling all over knowing that not only Stacey would get a kick out of that but in the knowledge of being underwear-free. I walked over to the window and looked at my reflection. A sexy, Elven female stood before me with her mid-riff exposed. God this thin green silky material looked good on me. It showed off my curves perfectly. I moved my hands slowly down across my silky smooth body down to my firm, round ass. I loved being this Elven girl. I spoke a few words, my voice was now a soft, seductive tone. Still like my teenage girl voice but more... nice. I made a huge smile; I couldn't wait to give my boyfriend the time of his life. I sat down in my cute little pose. I sat with my legs so my knees were directly in front of my face. Then I clasped my arms around my bent legs. I softly bit my lip I thought back to that bus dream I had. Why did he have the strange habit of making me call him Stacey. Stacey wasn't a boy's name. I shook it off, Stacey was always right. Stranger still, why did he so obsessively write TG stories after each bout of sex? I remembered seeing them after each bout of sex we had. Why would he be interested in that? Although I had a TG dream I wouldn't see why I'd ever want to be a boy especially with me looking like this. And I couldn't see why that sexy hunk Stacey would ever want to be a girl. I jokingly made a pout at my reflection to pretend I was unhappy with this body. But I really was excited. Stacey read the girl's mind, 'Troublesome wench.' He thought, 'I had to simplify things for her a little. It wasn't too hard to give her such sexy memories. Of course it was necessary to lower her intelligence a little bit. Now whenever she sees me she'll feel a familiar warmth in her crotch. Oh, and she'll never think of being a boy again.' This stupid girl, Jamie, giggled. Then she spoke, "I feel so free with no underwear," she giggled again, this time exclaiming "Ohh, that feels so good." Stacey was confused and asked, "What do you mean?" She explained, pointing to the thin, breezy material nestled in between her legs, "Some of the dress accidentally went into my cunt and it felt sooo soft and good." Jamie let the thin material brush against her thighs and swirl around her cunt. She slowly picked the offending material out which was now moist with vaginal fluid. And slowly bought her pointed finger to Stacey's chest. Stacey smiled and then they began after a few moments of mutual longing. Her nipples tingled and her vagina readied to be occupied with its characteristic emptiness and wetness, his cock hardened into a stiff rod, ready to take advantage of the wench. Stacey loved this *new* *girl*. They were about to go through so many different positions, so many different poss