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"?Best Mate?" Still no response. Danny had been trying to get Nick's
attention in class for a number of minutes now, and having grown bored
with essentially chanting Nick's name, had gone on to basically exhaust
all other terms he could use to describe his friend.
Realizing he was amusing no one but himself - the few people who could
actually hear him clearly irritated by his incessant whispers - he picked
up his ruler and jabbed Nick between the shoulder blades. At this, Nick
finally leant back on his chair and turned to face him, his face
betraying some small amount of irritation, and stared at Danny
expectedly, as if to say 'What?'.
"Dude, are you ok? We didn't get to talk much at lunch, and I know you're
still down about Rachel-" Nick's brow furrowed, and his look of impatient
irritation darkened.
"I don't want to talk about it." Nick tried to turn back to face the
front again, but Danny continued.
"Mate, you've been moping for weeks! Are you sure you don't wanna hang
out some time, talk about it? Maybe play some games at your place? I've
got a couple new ones I can bring over?" Danny had missed their usual
weekly gaming sessions over the past few weekends, when Nick had
professed to 'just not being in the mood'. It was one of their
established social rituals, which dated back to when they were just a few
feet high. Nick let out a heavy, but not overly exasperated sigh.
"Fine. Ok. This Saturday, you can come over and we'll hang out. But not
to talk about Rachel. I'd rather just move on at this point." At that,
Nick did turn back and went on with his work. Personally, Danny thought
Nick's moping over the last few weeks had been anything but moving on,
but he didn't want to risk Nick changing his mind about the gaming
session he'd finally agreed to, so he kept his thoughts to himself and
finally started working.
The next morning they saw each other at their adjoining lockers, as they
typically did. Nick had felt slightly better that evening after agreeing
to meet up with Danny this weekend. Maybe that was what he was doing
wrong, and he just needed to return things to how they'd been before he'd
even thought of asking Rachel out.
He'd had time to think about it on the way back from school yesterday,
going alone since Danny had stayed behind to run some errands or
something, and was looking forward to the weekend, now. He guessed he did
miss them hanging out so much, and felt kinda guilty about not doing so
over the past few weeks. He knew better than anyone that Danny didn't
really have anyone else to hang out with, and he'd kinda left him in the
lurch recently.
Half the reason he'd asked Rachel out, though, was that he'd grown kinda
lonely and bored with his usual routine of hanging out almost exclusively
with Danny, as all his other friends had girlfriends, went out together,
fought, broke up, made peace, got back together, and so on. He guessed he
just wanted some kind of romance in his life, and while he did still
enjoy Danny's company and valued him as a friend, he still sorely felt
the weight of lacking that.
He supposed Danny wasn't any better off, though. If he got a girlfriend,
he couldn't exactly hang out with Danny all the time anymore, and where
would that leave him? The guy was nice and all, but he just seemed to
flounder without Nick there to steer him through life at school.
An uncharacteristically easy laugh came from Danny and Nick snapped out
of his musings. He hadn't really been paying much attention to their
small talk that day, and now realized that Danny was in a strangely happy
mood. That look of pity and sadness that filled Danny's eyes when he'd
looked at Nick recently was entirely missing. In fact, Nick didn't think
he'd seen Danny like this for years.
"You get laid or something?" Nick doubted it, but he asked anyway. He
wanted to know exactly what had gone on with Danny since he'd last seen
him, because now that he stopped to look at him, the change in attitude
was pronounced. Exasperatingly, Danny just grinned, and said coyly "Not
yet, but I'll keep you posted!"
At that, Danny's new confidence seemed to waver slightly, which only
further spurred on Nick's curiosity. It was at that moment that Nick's
eyes alighted on something large and unusual in Danny's open bag. Wedged
between some books was a strange, statue-like object. Danny noticed Nick
looking at it, but wasn't fast enough to prevent it being snatched up.
?And what in the world is this?? Nick's mood was starting to catch up
with Danny's again, though when he looked up from the strange figure he
saw that Danny's mood was rapidly heading the other way. He opened his
mouth to reply, but seemed to decide against it and snatched the object
from Nick's hands.
Nick didn't try to keep ahold of it, now concerned with the worry that
had so quickly entered Danny's eyes. Before he could ask exactly what it
was, or what was going on, though, he felt a hard force from behind and
was propelled alongside Danny into their lockers. Nick's hands shot out
to prevent himself smacking his face into it, but Danny spun with the
force and hit his locker shoulder first, the stone figure caught between
his belly and his locker. It was understandably obliterated by the force
of this mighty collision, though Danny bounced off unharmed.
Not even looking up to check who'd barged them, hearing an obnoxious
laugh from Jack, a school bully with a thing for picking on Danny, Nick
instead tried to comfort a recovering Danny. "You ok, man? Didn't get cut
on any shards from that figure of yours?" Danny didn't seem to fully
comprehend his question, and looked down to where the scattered pieces of
the idol now lay, at his feet. His eyes widened and Nick thought he was
about to faint. His head reeled back a little and he backed away from the
scene, shaking his head as if to deny the whole occurrence. Nick
cautiously stepped after him.
"Dude, are you ok? You look like you've seen a ghost." Nick turned back
to the remains of the statue, then back to Danny. "Was that thing
important?" He tried to phrase it delicately, but knew he'd failed in
doing so as soon as the words left him. It didn't appear to matter,
though, as Danny barely registered his words and appeared instead to be
hyperventilating.
All of a sudden, Danny's eyes lost their rigid focus on what was left of
the idol, and began darting around, instead. In fact, his whole body
started fidgeting. He looked up to Nick, and in a quivering voice, said
"I don't feel so good. I? I think I'm gonna throw up." From the way his
face had drained of color, and was now threatening to turn a violent
shade of green, Nick could only agree.
"Let's get you to the nurse's office, get you a bucket and lie you down,
ok?" With that, Nick shepherded Danny through the emptying corridor - the
bell having just gone - towards the always-abandoned nurse's office. Once
inside, Danny stopped dead in his tracks and, without turning back to
face Nick, quietly groaned, "Lock the door."
Nick raised an eyebrow he knew Danny wouldn't be able to see, and merely
responded "Huh?" Danny spun around, revealing a further intensified panic
on his face, and insisted, louder "Lock the door!" His last word betrayed
a high pitch Nick had never heard from Danny, even when he'd seen him
hysterical before. But then, he couldn't remember seeing him quite this
bad, before, either.
It was then, staring at the hysterical Danny, that Nick noticed that he
could see movements along Danny's skin. Not as if something was moving
underneath it, but as if the skin itself was pulling and twisting. It was
Nick's turn to widen his eyes as Danny clutched himself and his whole
form appeared to bubble and contract.
His large stomach pulled in on itself as if being bound tightly by tape,
and the flesh on his arms and legs followed suit. The second chin he'd
carried since he was little more than a toddler pulled back into itself,
the change rippling across Danny's face, that was rapidly gaining
definition and tautness. Now he was displaying clearly defined
cheekbones, and the only thing fat left on his face were his lips, which
filled out as the rest of him tightened and pulled in.
His medium length ginger curls deepened in shade, and began to crawl
further down his face, back and shoulders. His noticeable 'man-boobs' as
Jack had called them receded at first, and then began to burst out again,
this time taking on a rounder, more feminine shape, wholly unsupported by
his belly, which itself was now almost flat.
His ass didn't shrink a whole lot, but rounded out to an attractive
bubbly shape. A twinge crossed Danny's face towards the end of the
process, and he crossed his slender new legs.
Though the changes had subsided, they both remained glued to the spot,
frozen in place, neither making a move besides the heavy panting that
shook Danny's all-new body. As he straightened his back, his magnificent
breasts somehow supporting themselves as he did so, his luscious red
locks fell into picture-perfect place, framing Danny's feminine face in
an alluring manner. Nick, dumbfounded by the whole thing, finally snapped
out of his paralysis.
"What the hell just happened?" His voice was as disbelieving as his face.
Danny didn't answer, instead walking slowly towards the mirror by the
door, inspecting his new form. Nick placed a hand on Danny's shoulder and
spun him round to face him. Danny squealed at that, which appeared to
take both of them aback. Then Danny again walked past Nick, heading this
time for the bed at the back of the room.
"This really just happened. It's over. There's no way out of this, no way
back. This is real." Danny sounded halfway between trying to convince
himself, and trying to make it not so. Nick followed him to the bed and,
still standing as Danny plopped himself down on it, raised his voice to
ask again. "What just happened? What is this? Do you know what's going on
here?"
Danny looked up Nick with huge, breath-taking green eyes. The piteous
look in them only made it worse, and Nick took half a step back. "I did
this." Danny seemed close to tears, his eyes shimmering with encroaching
tears. "I-I found that statue in my attic, it-it's magic. I was going to
use it on Jack, turn him into a girl, and make him my girlfriend. So then
you'd be free to go out with Rachel or whoever and I wouldn't be ruining
your life and we could still be friends." Nick stared at him. He wasn't
making any sense.
"You're not making any sense. Slow down. Magic? What the hell? Jack?" At
Nick's questions, Danny took a deep breath, clearly trying to sort his
thoughts into some cohesive order.
"I overheard a bunch of the girls talking yesterday after school, they
were talking about how you were such a catch, and - Rachel was there. She
said she wanted to go out with you, but she didn't want that to mean
spending all her time together hanging out with me as well. They said I'd
be a huge third wheel, that you'd never ditch me to hang out with them,
and so the whole thing would be an awkward mess. I thought? I thought if
I had a girlfriend, it'd sort the whole thing out, Rachel could go out
with you and maybe they'd see me as less of a loser." This stream-of-
consciousness rambling wasn't much clearer than the previous hysterics,
but at least this time Nick was following, the information coming as a
blow to him. That was her reason? Danny continued, oblivious to Nick's
dismay.
"I found this magic statue in my attic. It said that whoever broke it
would be transformed into a 'perfect mate'. It was used for villages that
were dying out when there were too few women. It made a man into an ideal
mate, a perfect partner for another man in the village. A loving,
obedient, totally loyal wife. Specifically? whoever took their
virginity." At that, Danny looked down, pained. He knew what was coming,
and knew he had very little chance of escaping it. Nick hung on his every
word, growing more horrified each passing moment.
"The spell is designed as a desperate last measure, so it's built with
that in mind. There's no way to stop it once the statue's broken. And
more than that, once it's happened, in order to make sure the new woman
has no choice but to go out and have sex, the magic fills her with
desire, makes her lust after men, and drains her willpower and ability to
resist by the minute. The effect is? rapid. Within the hour I-I'll be
pouncing on the first man I see." Danny shuddered at that, though whether
out of horror or unbidden desire, Nick couldn't determine. "And that'll
be that. I'll belong to him, and I'll love belonging to him."
He'd realized the horror of his situation and soon after had another
revelation. "I? I was going to do this to Jack. Make him my loving,
beautiful girlfriend. I? even Jack doesn't deserve this. He's an asshole
and I hate him, but? this is too much. This is robbing a life, changing a
person, destroying everything they were before." Danny's face was
distraught. "Maybe I deserve this. For planning such an awful thing." At
that, Danny fell silent, looking at his dainty little feet.
"Listen." Danny's eyes went up to Nick at the declaration, but he didn't
lift his head. "Listen here, Danny. We're mates. We're buddies. I'm not
gonna let this be it, not gonna let you get whored off to whatever man
you happen to walk past on the way home, or even whatever guy here at
school tries to get your number. We're gonna get through this. I'll help
you get back home, where you can lock yourself away and we can come up
with a plan. We'll find a cure, a way out of this."
Danny merely shook his head, again spreading his fiery curls over his
shoulders; these once again settling in so perfect a position that it
appeared deliberate. "There's no way out. There's no cure, no reversal.
You can't stay with me 24/7 for the rest of my life. There'll come a time
when you're not there, when I'll lose control, when I'll want to lose
control. There's just no way."
Nick wanted desperately to have the words to correct this, to know how to
comfort this piteous, beautiful, tragic angel before him - and too let
his friend know this would all work out. But he couldn't. He didn't have
any words of comfort, and going in for a hug seemed about the worst thing
he could do. So he settled for awkwardly sitting down beside him and
setting a comforting hand on Danny's shoulder, in the least sexual manner
he could manage. Danny shuddered at the touch, a small gasp escaping his
full lips, and Danny whispered a small "Thank you".
Danny moved into Nick's touch, swung his legs up onto the bed and laid
his head in Nick's lap. It was all Nick could do to maneuver himself so
that Danny couldn't detect Nick's erectness. It was embarrassing, and
inappropriate, but Danny was currently occupying the body of just about
the hottest looking girl Nick had ever imagined, and so he couldn't help
it. But he could at least avoid Danny noticing.
Danny stared up at the ceiling, a philosophical mood accompanying the
deep melancholy Danny felt at the situation. He was so far past the point
of despair that he'd apparently arrived at acceptance. He knew he was
probably making Nick uncomfortable by lying this way, but he needed the
comfort, even if a part of that comfort was the growing attraction and
affection he was feeling towards Nick, not to mention the undeniable
sexual attraction he could feel whenever he looked at Nick's lean,
muscled figure and handsome face.
He knew these were feelings that as a man he should be disgusted by, but
the inevitability and harsh reality of his situation had made such value
judgments meaningless, and so he didn't fight them. They were comforting
to him now, as he lay in Nick's lap, and that comfort was the only solace
he had at the moment.
"I was only trying to help you out, you know." Danny said all of a
sudden, without any trace of malice or blame in his now sweet, melodious
voice. Nick just stayed silent, listening. "You're always helping me out,
pointing me in the right direction, steering me away from trouble, or
picking me up when I fall down. Even when we were kids you'd be leading
the way, but always waiting for me to catch up." Nick felt a bit awkward
hearing all this effusive praise, but he supposed it was something Danny
needed to get off his chest, and possibly something of a last goodbye
from the Danny he knew, before he fully became the mindless sexpot he
feared he was turning into.
"I was always letting you down, though. I was always falling, or needing
you to slow down so I could catch up, or forcing you to speak for me when
I was too nervous to do it myself. You could've had a better life if you
didn't base yours around dragging me up with you. I've been holding you
back for years." Nick didn't, and hadn't ever seen it like that, and was
wondering whether this was just Danny's total hopelessness and depression
that was speaking here, or whether he'd really believed this. "But even
when you were being dragged down by me, you? you never gave up on me. You
always had my back. Best mates."
At that, Danny grinned weakly. Nick smiled back with a friendly cheer
that neither of them felt. Danny had been meaning to get a lot of this
off his chest for a while, but it was always too awkward to mention.
Maybe he was exaggerating, but once he'd begun the words just tumbled
out. Each one only recalled and strengthened his bond to Nick in his mind
and heart, but he hadn't failed to notice that as he was speaking, these
feelings were becoming more than that, mixing with his new emotions and
attractions to become something else entirely.
Danny held Nick's gaze for a short moment in silence, then sat up off
Nick's lap, though still staying close, and spoke again. "Hold me." Nick
hesitated, but Danny didn't waste any time in leaning into Nick's chest.
His head passed Nick's, going over his shoulder, and their cheeks touched
for the briefest of moments. He wrapped his arms around Nick, and Nick
slowly did the same.
Nick was beset with confusion and conflict, trying his best and wanting
dearly to comfort both Danny and this beautiful creature before him, but
also not wanting to appear to take advantage. He didn't want to
manipulate this into something out of his own desires, desires which he
was increasingly finding hard to ignore, his rock hard member inches from
where Danny would be able to feel it.
Danny pulled his head back from hanging over Nick's shoulder, brushing
their cheeks together again, locked eyes with Nick once more, and planted
the lightest, the briefest of kisses on Nick's lips. He pulled back
slightly from it, still staring into Nick's now stunned face, and then
urged, quietly, "Please kiss me." At that Nick was powerless to not meet
Danny's kiss halfway, and their lips locked in a slow-moving, passionate
and gentle kiss. Neither of them was too confident in what they were
doing, but both kept kissing, enrapt by their union.
Danny was the one who broke it off, after a significant while. He leant
back, and spoke breathlessly. "Nick? I don't want to ask, but? will you
do me? Will you? have sex with me?" Danny hadn't been expecting much of a
reaction beyond a shocked silence, and so continued.
"I know this is bad of me. I know this is wrong. I know you must be
feeling so conflicted and guilty and confused right now, and that we're
friends, but I-I just don't know what else to do. I'm already going
crazy, I just want to forget about it all and lose myself. I know you'll
treat me right, won't force me to be something I'm not, so? I just don't
want to fight it and end up with some awful person because I gave in at
the wrong moment. This? this feels like the right moment." Danny stared
at Nick, waiting for a response, and began to look up and down his
increasingly attractive form. He was not only someone for whom he cared
deeply, but he was also handsome, attractive, sexy.
Nick hesitated again, struggling to find any solution or to come to any
conclusion, desperately trying to fight off his own desires while not
knowing if it was even the right thing to do in the first place to fight
them off. Danny didn't wait overlong, however, and reached for Nick's
hand, pulling it to one of his breasts and pressing it down firmly.
Danny's whole body shook at the contact, and he moaned sexily, almost
driving Nick over the edge. Nick pulled back in shock, however, and
Danny's eyes opened again to look at Nick, almost wounded by the
reaction. Nick was still having trouble reconciling the image of his best
friend, shy, nerdy and overweight, with this buxom pouting goddess who'd
moaned so sensually at his very touch, and was clearly wanting more of
him.
"Listen, Danny. I know this is hard, and complicated, and neither of us
knows what to do about this. But? I'm not the one with any answers
either. I can't make this decision for you. I? I'm not even experienced
at this. I might be popular around the school, but I'm still a virgin. I
don't know what I'd be doing." Danny's wounded expression turned to one
of relief, and then a smile crept across his face. Danny placed a lone
finger across Nick's lips to silence him.
"I'll help you if you help me. And my decision is made. Love me, Nick."
Nick's reservations crumbled away slowly, and he leaned over Danny,
grasping at the now baggy shirt and pulling it up over his breasts and
head. Seeing Danny's beautiful form topless like this was like seeing it
for the first time all over again. The breasts were perfectly formed,
with the pair of perky nipples standing to attention.
Danny once again guided one of Nick's hands to a breast and this time
Nick began to play with it, fondle it, first tentatively and then more
enthusiastically. At the same time, Danny led Nick's other hand down his
especially too large pants, down to where Danny's moist pussy awaited.
Danny barely stifled a moan as Nick's fingers entered into him. He let
himself be fondled, be played with for a time, panting and relishing the
new, intense feelings, when he finally noticed the significant bulge in
Nick's pants.
Images, emotions and desires bombarded Danny's mind in an instant, and he
pushed Nick back on the bed, unzipping his fly. Nick watched in shock as
Danny freed his erect member, and after a small pause spent staring at it
in wonder at the newfound desire he had for this thing, tentatively ran
his tongue down its length.
It was Nick's turn to shudder involuntarily, as Danny picked his head up
slightly, brushing the flaming red hair from his eyes, and took the head
in his mouth, running those luscious wet lips down Nick's shaft. Danny
began pumping up and down, building into a steady rhythm as Nick lay back
and stared at the ceiling, luxuriating but bewildered.
Not a half hour ago, Danny was his quiet, awkward friend, and now here he
was - a beautiful, if nervous and inexperienced, girl clumsily trying her
best to seduce him. The unskillful blowjob was improved considerably by
Danny's mouth feeling quite so good, thanks to those soft full lips, that
sensuous tongue. After a while, Danny released his cock from her mouth
and sat up. Nick saw that she'd been continuing where he'd left off,
fingering herself into a frenzy throughout the blowjob.
"Nick, I want it- I want it inside me. Doing that for you, and- and
playing with myself, it just makes me feel emptier and emptier down here.
I feel like my pussy has hunger, a cavern inside it that wants
desperately to be filled. This feeling's gonna tear me apart if I don't
fill this hole."
"Danny, are you sure, isn't thi-"
"Nick. Nick." Nick stopped talking immediately. Their gazes met again,
and she held it. "Save me. Please. Just let me do this for you. For both
of us." Nick offered no further objections, sat up, and then their hands
met to guide him into her. They both gasped at the sensation as his dick
parted her lips and began to spread her out as he slowly filled her.
"Ah! Danni!" He yelled, unable to contain himself, and she moaned
wordlessly in response. Slowly but surely, he broke through her hymen and
filled her completely, her body now resting on his. They started moving
their hips, holding each other close, trying to match each other's
rhythm. They caressed each other tenderly, Nick planting kisses up
Danni's neck as she dropped her head back, moaning at his every touch.
She brought her head back down as he neared her chin and their lips
locked in another intense, loving kiss. They rocked in rhythm, clenching
and bucking sporadically as their feelings reached new heights,
maintaining a slow, sensual pace until Nick began to near his climax, and
their speed noticeably increased. The rapidly accelerating pace making
Danni's passion boil over and she began to talk breathlessly into Nick's
neck.
"Nick, God? Yes? Thank you?" She bit her lip with a squeal as her own
pleasure rose to meet his. They both reached the crest of the wave at
almost the same moment, his firing off inside her setting off her own
climax. Their screams of pleasure intertwined and their limbs locked them
in a tight embrace, both of them reaching heights they'd never imagined.
Their orgasms rocked them both for some time, his giving out before hers
finally subsided, and they sat there panting in satisfied unison, staring
directly into each other's eyes. Danny's had a slight hint of confusion
and surprise.
"I? I'm still here. I mean, I'm still me. I think? I think I haven't
changed at all." She said the words like she was discovering them for the
first time, excitement and wonder filling her voice. A genuine, loving,
relieved smile broke out on her face, making it even more beautiful. "I
think?. I had already fallen for you." With that, she leaned in and
kissed Nick. A short, intense, loving kiss.
She pulled back, and with the same grin, asked "Are we still on for
Saturday at yours? Gaming all day?" Nick was suddenly taken completely
aback. That had been the last thing on his mind. He chuckled, and she
pushed him back down onto the bed with a grin, following him down. She
lay against his chest, embracing him snugly in the bliss of their mutual
afterglow. "I'll take that as a yes."
Nick smiled, and just stared up at the ceiling, surprised at how content
he felt. After the panic, and horror, and despair of the last hour of his
life, it was remarkable that he could feel so at peace, and that events
had worked out like this, allowing him to do so. He was overjoyed at
having fallen in love with this beautiful creature, but even more so was
relieved that he hadn't lost his friend.
She might be a jaw-droppingly stunning girl now, with whom he shared a
passionate, unbreakable love, but she was still the constant and familiar
friend who he'd shared his childhood and teenage years with. And after
all that had happened, Nick knew for a fact that she really was his best
mate.
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