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The Bro and the Librarian
By Terryln
Miss O'Shea was startled to hear a commotion at the front
of the library. She put a pile of books down and walked to
the front desk, where a new student to Smythson High was
throwing books over the counter at her young female
assistant. His language horrified her.
'Now young man I wont have that language used in here...'
'Why don't you fuck off old lady! I ain't paying no book
fines you hear!' He turned on his heels and walked out
leaving poor Patricia sobbing.
'Well, I never!' Catherine O'Shea was almost fifty five but
often seemed older with her fastidious ways and her old
fashioned clothes and her grey hair in a bun, spectacles
gleaming with an air of quiet efficiency. She had been the
chief librarian at the school for almost twenty years. A
competent language expert and librarian - a real quiet
type.
She stooped wearily to pick the tattered texts up from the
floor. She took the card and went to the computerized index
system. After punching in the student number, the boy's
face came leering cockily from the screen - a handsome
black youth nonetheless, she thought. LeRoy Brown, 17,
football scholarship, champion track and field. She read
on: a real jock. But he had been to three schools in the
last two years, a sure sign of a hot temper or a
delinquent.
'Oh well, I suppose I will have to report him to the
principal tomorrow.'
She closed up the library sometime later and walked past
the newly built athletes accommodation for students who
came from out of town. She could hear some of the boys'
vulgar songs. The school was in high spirits because the
season's big football game was to take place on Saturday.
But Miss O'Shea did have one secret. She was an avid
football fan. She had bunches of football magazines around
the house, pictures of football jocks, fantasy team lists,
seasons statistics - everything. She wasn't sure what part
of the game most attracted her. Had she been honest it
would have been the tight spandex uniforms which her heroes
wore, which left little to the imagination in their crotch
area.
A spinster - and a virgin - this was her only real pastime,
although she did go to all the home games played by the
school and cheered them on, and lusted after those young
helmeted studs. She picked up enough small talk from the
girl students in the library as to what they got up to off
the field. She had already heard LeRoy's name before.
'Such a stud' said one giggling blond.
'They say it's nine inches long', whispered among another
group of girls.
She went to the bathroom and cleaned her teeth before
placing them in a glass. Then she read quietly for a while
before nodding off to a troubled sleep in a dark winter's
night.
***
Meanwhile LeRoy, after several illegal beers, decided to
hit his bunk, wearing only his white tube socks and boxers.
Certainly he was envied by his fellow students. At
seventeen he had the body of a god. Smooth ebony skin over
a superbly muscled body, a handsome face under a shaved
head and magnificent powerful legs, but above all he was
hung. A pendulous ten-inch penis lay over his thigh, and
small black curls could not hide his golf ball size
testicles. Many a girl had melted at the sight of that
equipment. Unfortunately not all of his many conquests had
voluntarily been taken with his huge member. For LeRoy had
the makings of a petty criminal and was used to getting his
own way. He too lay in a deep, troubled sleep.
***
Miss O'Shea woke early as she did every day, to take her
walk for she believed in keeping trim. She went to reach
for her spectacles but found that she could see clearly
even to the other side of the playing fields. She also
literally bounced out of bed. She felt light headed. Even
in the early morning light her skin seemed darker.
'My God', she thought 'I am almost black!'
Instinctively she ran her hands through her thick grey
hair. But instead her fingers felt naked flesh, she was
bald! In a panic she rushed to her full sized mirror. There
before her, in his manly jock pride stood LeRoy Smith, all
six feet and 195 lb of him. But what stunned her most as
her eyes moved from his gleaming scalp, to the sculpted
chest, was the impossibly large organ between her legs. Her
hands moved towards it and picked it up. It was so heavy
but deliciously warm. She could even feel a pulse through
its veiny tumescence. It hardened as she realized what had
occurred. She didn't know how or why, but it had happened.
On the other side of the school in the boys' block LeRoy
awoke but found he could not see properly. He rubbed his
eyes, but still could not focus on the girls playing
volleyball nearby. He felt tired to and moved slowly. He
hadn't drunk that much after all. Whispy strands of hair
fell across his face.
'What the fuck?' he asked himself as he brushed the hair
away from what should have been a shaved head. But there
was so much of it and it was grey! He went to bite his fist
but felt only soft gums on his hand. 'Oh no? What has
happened to my teeth?'
His boxers felt tight around his hips but curiously loose
in the front. His hands shot to his groin.
'No, no!!' he almost screamed, as he fingers made their way
into slender slit of flesh.
As he went to raise his body his chest felt heavy as the
two ample breasts fell into place on his stomach. The once
perfectly defined thighs were larger and fleshy, his knee
socks looking decidedly slutty on his pink legs.
As he was reeling from shock his mobile phone rang.
'Hello?' Can I speak with Miss O'Shea?'
'You got the wrong number man', he replied almost sobbing.
'I don't think so,' the voice said, 'have you had a good
look at your self yet fucker?'
'Who is this?' The voice sounded terribly familiar but
somehow distant.
'This is LeRoy Brown bitch, now listen up. You be here at
YOUR house in ten minutes or you ain't never gonna be the
same again! Hear?'
'But, wh...'
'Shut the fuck up', the voice shouted, 'and get your ass
over here now!
Shaking, LeRoy put her mobile down and fumbled into some
sweats and sneakers, which felt a little large for her. In
a daze LeRoy left his old room and went to his new house.
***
As LeRoy arrived at a house that seemed familiar, he was
startled when the door opened and a black man pulled him
in.
He went to strike him, but he held him down easily with one
hand, pulling off first his boxers, then each of his long
white tube socks. 'Oh Miss O'Shea what a deviant, wearing
boys clothes! Tsk Tsk'
Stripped LeRoy just stared at his old body.
'Now babe after you get dressed we gonna walk to the
lockers and you're going to hand me your locker key!'
'But why?? What the fuck you wanna go there for?'
'Well a high school jock can't go around dressed in woman's
clothes, can he? By the way my dressing room is though
there.' She pointed to a room and LeRoy went in. She stood
behind the door to see what he would do. 'Hurry up bitch!'
she called.
He opened a door and took out a brown knitted twin suit.
Opening a drawer he found her underwear but he could not
believe it. Some of it was stuff he had never seen before:
girdles, panty girdles, corsets smelling of a mixture of
lavender and mothballs.
Miss O'Shea had dressed in his sweats by now and came into
the room. 'Poor baby you don't know how to wear this do
you? Well I'll help you if you help me in the boy's locker
room okay?'
He nodded his face, now red for the first time in his life.
'Now this is a bra for those plump boobies.' She helped him
slip it on. 'Silk panties next dear. Good. Now a panty
girdle I think.'
She gave it to him as he slid it up his fleshy thighs. It
was not unlike the girdle pads he wore in football, but
tighter and they had straps hanging down.
Seeing her furrowed brow LeRoy said, 'Oh they're for your
stockings dear! Sit down.' She rummaged through another
drawer and pulled out a pair of thick brown cotton hose.
'Put these on lady.'
LeRoy hesitated: 'I ain't gonna wear no woman's stockings.
You crazy?'
'Put them on dear or I'll use this on you!' She eased the
sweat pants down to show bulging pair of boxers - his.
'You wouldn't?'
'Try me, now do it bitch!'
Watching the former stud pull on her own stockings excited
her so much that her new organ began to swell.
'Pull them up bitch! Oh yeah you like that honey?'
LeRoy had to admit he was looking at the sexiest man he had
ever seen, tights bulging with young manhood. Tight
muscular legs encased in red and white hose.
'You'll want these.' handing him her teeth and spectacles.
'Of course you won't need your teeth when you are giving me
head, isn't that what you boys call it hon?'
LeRoy screamed.
***
One training session to go before the big game It was to be
a light one she could manage that. In the lockers with the
other jocks, she noted that they pulled on their socks like
sluts, just as Leroy had.
She thought of poor LeRoy now committed to a home for the
elderly insane, probably wetting her panties even now.
Perhaps he would visit one day and take a pair of his
football socks to keep her feet warm in bed. She would love
that. He felt his crotch swell slightly in his skin suit at
the thought!
Just then another black athlete bounded up to him: 'Hey
brutha wassup?'
'Oh nuttin bro jus chillin!'
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