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Wayne Johnson was what you would call a mad scientist. Day in and day out, he invented. Though the government would sometimes be interested and purchase what he created, he remained fiercely independent. He supported his family well enough, making a variable income, but comfortably within six figures. He had a wife and two children, a son of 16 and a daughter of 17. His wife, Renee, supported him in his endeavors. She was attractive and took care of herself. Tall, bleached blonde, pretty, stylish and in good shape. His son Kyle was a total jock, quarterback, dating a cheerleader (a gorgeous girl named Jenna), a total horndog, and none too bright. His daughter, Hillary, was by far the black sheep of the family. Hair in dreads, pierced lip, never wore make-up or shaved her body, and was a vocal feminist and lesbian. Family dinners often turned into drawn out discussions on the patriarchy and gender roles. Renee, decidedly straight and content on being a trophy wife, could not get behind it and usually ignored it, and Kyle usually called her a dyke, which aggravated Hillary so much. Wayne couldn't say he cared much for Hillary's demeanor and hygiene. If given the opportunity, he would have loved to straighten her out, but he did his best to accept her. But still... Wayne was developing a revolutionary invention, fit for a mad scientist. After successfully creating a shrink and growth ray, a hypnosis ray, and a cloning chamber, the next logical step was a body swap ray. He was pretty sure that he had stabilized it, but he couldn't be too sure. Kyle and Hillary were bickering outside his lab. Kyle told her to shave her pits, and Hillary went off on him about the sexist double standard that he didn't have to. Inside the lab, Wayne accidently hit a button on his body swap ray that penetrated through the walls, in the process, it broke. It hit Kyle and Hillary. Hillary saw herself. "What the hell?" she said, but was startled that her voice was that of her brother's. Kyle saw himself. "Whoa, like, what happened?" But his voice was that of Hillary's, but, you know, like, not dyke-ish like she would say it. Wayne rushed out of the lab. Kyle screamed like a bratty princess. "Daddy, like, why am I, like, in this super gross body!?" Wayne was startled. Hillary never even talked like that. Kyle didn't necessarily either, but the intelligence level had been carried across genders, it seemed. "Dad, why is this cis-gendered pig me now!?" said Hillary, but he, or she, seemed to have a slightly homosexual lisp. This was curious. Could their sexual orientations have swapped to be hetero and homo respectfully? Kyle giggled. "You're like, so cute, when you use big words." "Children, stop!" Wayne yelled. "One of my inventions has malfunctioned. You, as you can tell, are now in each other's bodies. I have no idea how long it will take to fix this, so please, remain calm." "I've gotta go, like, take a shower and get out of these super dyke-y clothes! I'm a hot mess express right now!" Kyle turned and walked away like a runway model, his sister's ass wiggling in a decidedly-not Hillary-esque way. "I'm going to see if I can find a good way to castrate myself to end the patriarchy." Hillary in Kyle's body walked away, yet her posture was more like a dancer, decidedly different than Kyle's rugged demeanor. Wayne sighed. He had a lot to explain to Renee. Kyle did a double take before entering the bathroom. He went into his mom's bathroom and fished through her supplies for razors and lotion and make-up and brushes and a blow drier and straightener and curls and anything to fix these super gross dreads. When done, he went into the bathroom and stripped naked. He looked in the mirror. Slightly flabby, poor skin, unshaved, boobies that were too small. He started to cry. "I'm like, sooo not cute right now!" He bit his lip. That stupid lip ring was gross. He took it out. He climbed in the shower to wash off his grossness. The water felt soooooo good on his boobies and pussy. When it tickled his pussy, he thought of his best friend Cody, the running back on the team. He was soooo cute, and his muscles were huge. And when he saw him naked in the shower. His penis was like, really big. He plunged his fingers into the hairy hole. "Ooooh!!! Cody!" He moaned. He plunged his fingers deeper and gasped, imagining himself grinding his pussy against his hard cock. When he turned off the shower, he used at least three towels to dry off, wrapping one around every part of his body. As a boy, he would shave his face to kiss Jenna, but now, he wanted to shave everywhere to get kissed. Maybe even more than the mouth... He started with those super icky armpits. His mom had all the right stuff to make them nice and smooth. Then he shaved that wooly pussy. Nice and clean. Cody told him that he liked them clean shaven. Shaved his legs, plucked eye brows, and applied lotion everywhere. He blow dried his hair and brushed out those horrid dreads. Hillary's hair was a dull brown. He straightened it, but her hair was totally super not cute. And that face, soooo dyke. Kyle was going to need some help. Meanwhile, Hillary was researching effective means of castration. She saw an image of a penis, and the tip of Kyle's now her, penis started to tingle a little. Instead of searching for exclusively castration, she searched for penises, then nude men themselves. This was horrid. Men were such pigs, but why now in Kyle's body did she suddenly feel an attraction? Was Kyle secretly gay? The jeans were now unzipped, and she was rubbing absentmindedly. From across the hall, she heard the bathroom door open. She shut her bedroom door and continued looking. Downstairs, Wayne was doing his best to explain to Renee what had happened. "But the weirdest thing was how they behaved. It was like, Kyle in Hillary's body was a straight girl, like a valley girl, and Hillary in Kyle's body acted slightly homosexual. It seems that sexual orientation carried over. This could get interesting." At that moment, a high pitched, bratty voice came down the stairs. "Mommy! I wanna be cute like you!" Renee was shocked. It was Hillary's body covered simply in a wrapped around towel, but every inch was clean shaven, and her face was well groomed with straight, brushed hair. "Um, Kyle? What do you mean?" "This hair is unfab-unf-super not cool, and I'm not pretty! Make me pretty like you!" Renee was concerned, but deep down, she was relieved. Would she finally have a normal daughter that was interested in boys and clothes? "Well, what can I do for you?" "I wanna be blonde and have make-up and hot clothes! I'll still be a slob in this fat body, but it'll be better than being a super ugly lesbo!" Wayne thought about this. "Or, I could use a transform ray and give you everything you want for your new body. Is that what my little princess wants?" Kyle jumped up and down, the towel nearly falling off. "You're the best, Daddy!!! Let's do it now! I don't wanna be gross anymore!" They went up to the lab. The transformation ray was attached to an interface that allowed specific attributes to be inputted. Wayne let Kyle and Renee design what Kyle had dubbed, "the HAWTEST PRINCESS EVER FOR CODY!!!" When they were set, Kyle stripped naked and stepped into the chamber. The machine hummed, and the rays fired upon Kyle's body. He got taller. While Hillary was about 5'4", Kyle was a 5'10" supermodel. His hair grew longer and lighter. While Hillary had a dull brown color that went to the shoulders, Kyle had platinum blonde hair that went over halfway down his back. His waist shrank and his hips flared. While Hillary was flabby and lacking curves, Kyle had an itty bitty waist and a juicy ass. His chest flared out. While Hillary had flabby, modest B- cups, Kyle had a perky set of Double-Ds with presently erect nipples. His face thinned and beautified. While Hillary had a face that even a mother had a hard time loving, Kyle's face had large, beautiful blue eyes, long lashes, high cheek bones, pouty, kissable lips, an upturned nose, and a heart-shaped jaw with striking neck muscles. His legs thinned and lengthened. While Hillary had squatty legs, Kyle had goddess-like legs that seemed to go on forever with a tight, shaved pussy in between. His hands thinned. While Hillary had pudgy hands, these hands were thin and shaped, with manicured, inch long fingernails. His skin cleared up. While Hillary had horrid acne and complexion, Kyle's skin was porcelain smooth and sun-kissed. Wayne couldn't believe it. His son and wife had just designed and created the ultimate sex goddess. The chamber released, and Kyle did a catwalk out that oozed sex. He skipped over, giggling, and gave Wayne a hug, her massive breasts pressing against his chest. "Oooh!!!! THANK YOU, DADDY!!! I'm sooooo totally hawt! Thank you thank you thank you!!!!" "Um, anything for my princess!" He stammered. This is your child. This is your child. "Daddy. It's okay if your weenie is hard for me. I understand. I'm hawt, and I'll take some pictures if you'd like." His reaction was mixed and astonished. This sounded like a great idea, but he had no idea how low the moral character of his son was. "Mommy! Can we get me some super sexy clothes!!!? It's sooo cold in here! My nippies are pointy!" "Well, we're going to have to find something that you can wear to the mall." "A-actually," Wayne interrupted, "the transformation ray can morph objects, too. We can turn anything presently in the house into garments." "Daddy! You're like so, int-int smart!!! What can we trans, trans- make super hawt?" "Well, how about some of your old clothes? I think that's the logical thing to do, princess." "That's soooo cool, Daddy! I can't wait to look yummy!" Renee went to fetch everything she could find in Kyle's room. Underwear, jackets, shoes, cologne, and brought it back to the lab. They piled them up in the chamber, and typed in what they wanted. Based on what was entered, Kyle was 5'10" 36DD-24-36 Dress size 6 Shoe Size 8.5. They determined styles, colors, and fit based on those measurements. They also decided to convert a few of his deodorants and cologne into jewelry and perfume and make-up and that was custom designed for his skin. After all was specified, they started the transformation. It whirred, flashed and was done. It opened, and Kyle ran over to it, jiggling the entire way. He pulled out a hot pink strapless push-up bra and a frilly black thong. "This is sooo super cute!" Kyle hooked the bra like a pro, mashing his massive breasts together to create a scandalous amount of cleavage, then he slipped into the thong, one leg at a time, bending over to show his pussy al little to his dad. Wayne whispered to Renee. "Do you think we're taking this too far?" "I'm just so happy to finally have a daughter that I don't care if she's a sex kitten right now," said Renee. By this point, Kyle was wearing a denim mini-skirt with a diamond belt that was showing his thong and a near see-through white tube-top that exposed his entire midriff and covered little. He put on a pair of strappy black platform sandals with four inch heels. A diamond choker, bracelet, hoop earrings, and several finger rings followed soon. He dug through the pile and found a make-up kit with a little mirror. As if it were second nature, he applied eye shadow, mascara, blush, pink lipstick and lip gloss, and painted his finger and toe nails pink. He strutted over to his parents, arched his back with his hand upon his hip, and pouted. Like a bona fide fashion model. His arms, so thin and sleek, were a far cry from the thick muscles he had earlier today, or the pudgy things Hillary had. Wayne and Renee gave a round of applause. "Thanks a bunch, Mommy and Daddy. Do you think I'm good enough to be a princess?" "Princess of the World, dear!" Renee cheered. "Every man alive will want to be your Prince!" stated Wayne. "Oh, thank you so much, Daddy!" Kyle kissed him on the cheek, leaving behind a lipstick residue. "I, like, need a new name. Hillary Johnson was a total dyke, and Kyle Johnson was, like, a guy, and I'm, like, totally hawt and a girl. I want a new name!" "What do you want us to call you, Princess?" asked Wayne. "How about Kaylee Tiffany? That's such a cute name!" "Kaylee, my Princess!" Wayne exclaimed. "I'm sooo super cute! I bet my Prince is out there!" And with that, Kaylee wiggled her ass and strutted toward the lab exit. Hillary couldn't believe how stimulating shirtless studs were to her. After masturbating in front of her computer for who knows how long, she realized that Kyle's pair of underpants was completely sticky. She needed a new pair. She knew her panties couldn't even come close to fitting onto Kyle's 6'3" frame, so she crossed the hall to Kyle's room. She looked in his dresser, but the drawers were completely empty. "What the hell?" Every drawer, no underwear in sight. She needed to go ask, but she wasn't sure what to tell Mom. She stepped out into the hall, and walking in front of her was a supermodel, a human Barbie doll, a blonde, buxom beauty wearing barely anything, and the Patriarchy's wet dream. "Like, out of my way!!!" Her voice went up at the end, whiny, unintelligent. "Wait, who are you?" "My name's, like, Kaylee, and while you're, like, totally cute, your voice sounds like you would rather have a boyfriend, so, like, date a guy, but not Cody! He's my Prince!" "KYLE??" "Well, I'm Kaylee now. Kyle's a boy's name, and I'm a totally hawt girl." "No no no! What did you do to my body!??" "Your body was super gross, so I made it super hawt with Daddy and Mommy's help." Everything about it, the toned, tiny waist, curvy hips, large breasts, blonde hair, skimpy clothes, make-up, mannerisms. It was everything she despised. "You've turned me into a human sex doll!" "Well, before, you were a human shag carpet, so this is like, way cuter." "No, no, no!!! You're perpetuating stereotypical gender roles! Think, Kyle, think!" "Well, I'm Kaylee, and I think that Cody is super hot, and his penis is super big, so I want to go be his Princess now." Kyle (NOT Kaylee) strutted off, ass wiggling, thong showing, four inch sandals placed one foot in front of the other. Hillary ran downstairs after Kyle. He grabbed the keys and left through the front door. Shit. He took the only means of transportation. Hillary ran back upstairs and entered the lab. "Mom! Dad! I demand an explanation." It was Kyle's voice, but it was so gay. Wayne whispered to Renee, "I don't think I can live with a fag as a son." "I don't either. What do you say we do?" asked Renee. "What say we make another daughter? Hypno ray transformation ray combo sound good?" Wayne asked. "Oh, yes." Hillary was fuming. "I can hear you, you know! That's horribly homophobic, and I'm not going to stand for it!" She saw her father reach for something, and that was all she remembered from that situation. Hillary brushed her shiny black hair from her face with her hands with manicured, red painted nails and super cute shiny bracelet on her hand. She was standing in Daddy's lab. She looked over and saw her reflection. Super gorgeous, as usual. Her striking, emerald eyes, shiny red lips, sleek black hair, her emerald green, spaghetti-strapped top that showed off lots of cleavage from her D-cup breasts, her exposed naval and the diamond studded belly piercing on her tight abs, her skin tight, ripped jeans with a white belt, slightly showing her black thong, and her three inch, white sandals. She was slightly shorter than her sister at 5'8" and had slightly smaller breasts, but she made up for it with a way hawter ass than Kaylee's. Mommy and Daddy were standing, watching her. She strutted over to them. She loved to wiggle her ass like that. "Daddy! It's so nice to see you! And Mommy! You're like, the hawtest old lady ever!" "Um, thanks sweetie." "So, Princess, how are you feeling?" Wayne asked. "I'm feeling really sexy right now. I want to find a hawt guy with a big penis to stick in my pussy." Renee was a little taken aback by her language, but was just so glad to have two decidedly straight children. "Oh, poopy! I think Kaylee took the car!" Wayne and Renee were not aware of this, but they weren't surprised. "I wish she waited for me. While she's with Cody, I totally could have screwed Brett! Mommy, don't be shy, do you have a vibrator?" "Princess, I think you'll just have to wait for Kaylee to get home," Wayne said nervously. I don't think he was ready to hear the answer to that question. Kaylee pulled up to the gym parking lot. Ooh. Cody was going to be all sweaty and hot and sticky. It made her pussy quiver a little. She was a little worried, though. She didn't look much like Kyle or Hillary, and he was sure to be a little confused by this totally hawt girl coming on to him. Cody had a girlfriend, though. But that slut Angie was sucking off everybody. She'd be a total hippopotamus if she got mad at Cody. He was on the bench press. Shirtless. So hawt! Kaylee strutted up to her Prince. "Like, Cody?" He stopped. His friends Brett and Matt looked on. "What's up, babe?" "Like, my name is Kaylee, and I think you're soooper hawt, and I want to be your Princess and do whatever it takes to please you." "Whoa, dude!" Brett and Matt hollered. "Shut up, guys!" Cody barked. "Would milady care for a seat?" He spread his legs to clear room for her on the bench press. "Oooh! It's, like, getting my pussy wet when you treat me like a Princess!" She strutted like a runway model over to the bench press, turned around, and lifted up her skirt, presenting her thong. Kaylee wiggled her ass and slowly descended downward, grinding into Cody's massive, erect cock. "It's soooo big!!! I want it really bad!" Kaylee shrieked and giggled. Cody, being the classy man he is, reached around and kissed her neck up and down. He reached under her see-through tube top and bra and rubbed her nipple. Kaylee turned around and locked lips. Their tongues mingled fiercely. Kaylee broke free and unfastened the belt around his jeans. She pulled them down. His cock was soooo big. She licked it a little. "Yummy!" She giggled. She took the whole thing in her mouth, relaxing her throat and working her tongue around the shaft. He pulled out, reached down and smoothly removed her skirt and thong. He thrusted deep inside. The hymen broke. I hurt, but Kaylee loved it because Cody was so big. She wrapped her legs around his backside, interlocking her sandaled feet together and pushed him in further. Before he was about to climax, he pulled out again. Kaylee took it in her mouth, felt his warm cum fill his mouth. She swallowed. It was delicious. "My Princess, your Kingdom awaits." Hillary was in her room, trying on new clothes. She loved her bikini collection. The strapless white one with the thong was her favorite. She went to the bathroom, filled up a cup, and poured it all over herself. The white material clung to her body, making her nipples clearly visible. She moaned, thinking about how great a cock in her pussy would be. Hillary got a huge headache. What was she thinking? A penis? Disgusting! Her parents were so homophobic and bigoted! She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Tall, thin sleek hair, large breasts, an enormous ass, make-up? It all came back to her! Her horrid parents, afraid of living with a gay son, instead turned her into another brainless bimbo like Kaylee! Hillary was fuming. But then, she thought of a plan to get back at them. A taste of their own medicine. Wayne was downstairs, amazed at all the wonderful things his technology could bring to pass. He know had two gorgeous, completely straight daughters. Although, he felt a little guilty for his sexual fantasies. Why were they so gorgeous? And why was he so attracted to them? "Daddy?" came Hillary's voice. "Daddy, will you like, come here?" "Coming, Princess!" What could this be about? He walked up the stairs and gasped. Hillary stood there in a flyaway nightie, a little bow on her panties. "I can't find Mommy, and my vagina really hurts! You're the only one I can, like, trust!" Holy shit! "Of course, dear! Anything for my Princess!" "Thanks, Daddy! Let's go into the lab. I think there's a spider under my bed!" They opened the door to the lab, Wayne admiring the juicy ass on his daughter, when he suddenly forgot everything. Whitney brushed away her auburn hair, her nails painted with little hearts, pink over white, her plastic, checkered bangle hanging off her wrist. She look into the mirror in Hillary's lab. Her cool blue eyes piercing from beyond her eye shadow and mascara. Red lips, pouty, kissable, and rouge on her porcelain face. Her voluptuous body, with EE- cup breasts, wide hips, yet a curiously thin waist was cartoonish in its proportions, but still totally natural and sexy. She wore a belt mid- waist over her black and white polka dot dress. It clung to her full hips, ending far, far above the knee. Shorter than her sisters Kaylee and Hillary at 5'7", she was still fairly tall for a woman, and was quite taller with her white, 5 inch heel stiletto boots. "Hillary! Where are you?" Her voice was a sultry alto, way lower than Kaylee and Hillary's chipper soprano. "Whit! Over here!" There was Hillary. She was a gorgeous girl, and the average person would not be able to tell she was a lesbian. "How do you feel?" asked Hillary. "Well, I'm dolled up, my breasts are half exposed, I'm wearing torture devices on my feet, and it's all because society expects this of me. I'd say I feel quite like an object to be exploited by the patriarchy." "I'd say so, too. How do you feel when you look at men?" "This male driven society is obsolete. We don't need them anymore. I feel no sexual attraction to them, and if I did, my actions would not be dictated by said attraction, unlike the men in this rape culture." Hillary couldn't believe it! This was too good to be true! She would have never believed when she woke up that her and her dad would be lipstick lesbian feminists by 4 o'clock. Mom was taking a nap. Hillary and Whitney were going to spend some time bonding downstairs over coffee. Sweaty and smelling of sex, Kaylee pulled into the driveway of the Johnson home. She strutted to the front door, walked in and saw two unfamiliar hot girls sitting at the table discussing things like the Patr-patr-partridge in a pear tree and, gender rolls. If Cody wanted some rolls cooked, Kaylee would put on nothing but the shortest apron and let Cody bend her over as she put them in the oven. "Well, hello, Kaylee. I'm glad you could join us," said the skinny one with black hair. "Like, who are you, bitch?" Kaylee pouted. "Now, that's no way to talk to your sister. You are pretty ditzy, so I don't blame you for forgetting your sister, Hillary's name. I suppose you forgot your sister Whitney, too! Let's just say that Whitney has had some experiences and has changed. Mentally and physically." "AH! Is that Daddy!?" Kaylee shrieked. "Kaylee, Dad left us years ago like the bigoted pig he was," Whitney, no Daddy said. "Daddy was a nice man! Bitch! I'm telling!" Kaylee ran upstairs, arms tucked to her side, running like, well, a girl. Renee, taking a nap, was awoken by her new daughter Kaylee staring into her face with her big blue eyes, framed by her glamorous blonde hair, leaning over to expose her massive cleavage and hot pink bra. "Mommy!" she shrieked. "What, dear, what!?" "Like, Hillary went and turned Daddy into some dumb lesbo, and it's making me sad! I'm going to cry!" "Don't cry, dear. Your make-up will run! Try to tell me what happened." "Well, there's this red-headed woman with big boobies that's talking about the partridge in a pear tree with Hillary, but, like, Hillary looks totally hawt but she still acts like a mean dyke! I don't like it, Mommy!" Renee thought they fixed Hillary! Perhaps the hypnosis wore off. Maybe Wayne was hypnotized, too. If they waited long enough, he could fix everything. "MOMMY!" Kaylee shrieked. "Let's go to the lab right now and get Daddy back!" "If we wait, Daddy will come back. He'll know how to fix it better than I can." "NOOOO!!! I WANT IT NOW!!! I'M GONNA SCREAM AND CRY!!!" Renee washed her hands of the situation. What harm could they really do in the lab? She got out of bed and followed Kaylee to the lab. "Which machine is it, Mommy?" She pointed to the hypnosis. "That one!" Kaylee clomped over to it and started pressing buttons. "C'mon, work!" While Kaylee messed with the hypnosis, Renee wondered if she could somehow transform into a younger, sexier version of herself. She started pressing buttons on there, too. It was so much harder doing this without Wayne. She found the settings. She started imputing her preferences. Suddenly, the machines sparked. "Kaylee, stop pressing buttons." Kaylee continued. "NO! Daddy's not better yet!" Renee grew panicked. "Please stop!" "No!" "Ple-!" Hillary looked around at the house. The high ceiling, ornate fixtures, the pool out back. She was in heaven. The pool boy, Marco, was in a speedo, his giant penis bulging out of it, his washboard abs, his tanned skin. Total hunk, and the faster she could get that cock in her pussy, the faster she would be happy. She was wearing her favorite white bikini, connected together by a ring in the middle, a thong bottom, her nipples poking through the thin white fabric. Down the spiral staircase slinked her sister Renee. She wore an evening gown, a skimpy silver dress. The two straps connected to two pieces of fabric that connected below the naval, her C-cup breasts spilling out of it. Her hair was blonde, feathered, and shiny. Lucky girl got to go clubbing because she was 21. Hillary was only 19. "Hey, gurl! Lookin' hot!" Hillary called. "Thanks, sis. I hear there's a club not far from here that attracts the hottest studs!" "Be careful not to settle down too quickly, though! Wait for the right guy!" "Who says I only want one guy? I've got three holes, right?" "That's six with me, Renee!" "Wait two years, sis." Kaylee was at cheer practice. All the cheerleaders were so totally hot, but she was the hottest by far. She looked on and saw her Prince, her bae, Cody! He was 6'7", which was nice, because she was 5'10", and she could wear cute shoes and still be shorter. There was nothing about Cody that was short. His penis was soooo big, about 12 inches, but to be fair, every single guy was 12 inches, but he used his sooooo much better on her. Some nerdy girls walked by the track. They were all about 5'10" in height, thin, long, luscious hair, big boobies, and wore mini-skirts and three inch heels. "Hey, losers! It's the geek squad! Are the books not satisfying you!?" "Well, like, my bae Booker is sooo sweet! His Magic the Gathering cards get me soooo horny. And when he plunges his 12 inch cock into me, it's like magic!" "That was, like, so nerdy! You're a hot mess express!" Kaylee thinks it's so stupid when those nerdy hot girls think their guy's 12 inch penis is better than Cody's! She went to class. Biology. It was sooo boring. Class is dumb. Mrs. Edith Greenwood came into class in her frilly blue lingerie, her four inch stiletto boots clacking. She was, like, soo old. Like, 26 old. She began class by pulling a dildo from her cleavage. "Welcome, to like, biology. This is a penis, and it's a really hard topic. I like it when my husband gives me his hard cock when I cook his breakfast. It makes me feel yummy to serve him. So, like, when you do something naughty, girls, and like, guys, when you see a hot girl, it like, gets hard. Then you want to stick it in her pussy and make her feel soooo goooood. If she made you, like, feel good, then, like, you shoot your yummy cum. If you want to make another hot guy or hot girl, you keep it in the pussy, but like, if you don't, then she gets to swallow it. MMM." Kaylee was having a hard time following the lecture. She just wanted Cody's cock in her right now. After class, Kaylee needed to call her sister, Whitney, but like, her super cute pink phone wasn't working. She went down to the office to call. The secretary, Linda Jones, was like, really old too, like 27, and she was wearing a super cute tube top. Her D cups were spilling out of it, and her brunette hair was tied in pink pigtails. It was hard dialing the number with her long pink nails, but she got it okay. "Whitney?" Kaylee whined. "Hey, sis, what's up? How's Cody's cock?" "Oooh! It's so wonderful!!!! I was wondering if-ooh I want Cody so bad!" She hung up and ran out of the office. She ran into Principal Gordon. He was really tall, and had really great abs, and his penis was huge. "Miss Johnson, are you okay? You're looking really sexy today." "Ooh! I know. And, like, you're really hot, but I want my Prince right now!" She ran out of the office again. The custodian lady, Juanita, was mopping the floor in her bikini and high heels. She was from Mexico. She was super hot, and her bikini was all wet and her dark nipples on her D- cups shown through. Her dark hair was all the way down her back. Kaylee slipped on the wet floor and hit the back of her head. She whined and cried. "Owww!!! Juanita, that hurt!" "I sorry," she like, couldn't speak English well. She was, like, poor, 'n stuff. She had six kids, her four sons were total hunks, and her two daughters were, like, twin models. They had to help out as much as they could. "Call my sister, NOW!!!" Whitney picked up her little sister and was driving her home. "Like, Sis? Are you okay?" "No! I didn't even get to see Cody!" She sniffed and pouted. It was silent for a moment. "Well, let's turn on the radio. Let's see if your favorite songs are on. She turned it on. It was a satellite radio, and it was on the news channel for some reason. "Update on our top story. As you may know, the explosion in Southern California reportedly caused by local inventor Wayne Johnson has left an entire neighborhood and a bulk of the surrounding areas surrounded by a strange bubble. We have been observing the activities within, which are visible, but inexplicable. The residents within live in a hypersexualized distortion of the real world. Every man and woman within seems to be in peak physical beauty. Directional microphones aimed at the bubble have picked up some of the conversations, spoken in broken English with a disturbing fixation on sexual intercourse. Though you have likely seen the video of it, when we sent our errand boy into the bubble, before our very eyes, he changed from a chubby, short man into a tall, attractive young women who immediately acquired a fixation for attractive young men. Curious, we threw our second errand boy in, who in turn turned into an attractive young man. While this part of the video has not been released, they proceeded to have sexual intercourse. We anticipate this footage being leaked within the coming months." "Sorry, sis!" said Whitney. "That was super boring. But whoever that Wayne guy is, I bet he's a total hunk! Lemme put on a better channel." She turned to the local stations, and on came Kaylee's favorite song, "So Hawt in My Pussy" by Adele. To be honest, after that hit on the head, Kaylee knew full well that she was initially Kyle. But Cody is hawt, Hillary's hawt and not a dyke, Mommy's hawt, and Daddy's super hawt too, like, why change? Kaylee sang along. "So Hawt in My Pussy! Boy, you ain't a wussy! And I think you're super hawt, so give me all you got!"