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Cheaters Never Win - part 2 Commission for "Cartoon Masker" James yawned blearily. It was not the first time that morning he was tempted to regret staying up as late has he had playing with Anna's skinsuit, but the euphoric memory of the sensations overpowered his despondence just like it had every other time so far. His parents were out hitting up the wholesale grocers for the coming week's groceries and had talked of hitting up the movies for a matinee of some new sci fi movie after lunch, so they would probably be gone till the evening or later if they ended up grabbing dinner out, too. The fuzzy-headed feeling that accompanied his minor sleep deprivation did little to help him reassure himself that yesterday's events had not been some vivid dream. Noticing inconsistencies in Jennifer's behavior. Tracking her and her two friends, Anna and Bian to confirm their suspicions. Finding the Anna skinsuit in the girl's locker room. That all happened, and the suit itself in its hiding place at the bottom of his shirt drawer was the proof. As James finished stepping out of the shower, the door bell rang, announcing the arrival of one of his friends. He threw on some shorts and a t-shirt before answering. Talib beamed mischievously when James opened the door. "Well, I think I can guess what kept you up last night," he joked as he waved to his father driving away. James laughed softly as he shook his head and ushered the small black boy inside. The phone rang. "Hey man, last night got kinda ugly and Mom got mad wasted and now is sick with a nasty hangover. I've gotta take care of her for now, but I'll definitely be over there as soon as I can be sure she's not going to hurt herself," Caleb reported solemnly. "Yikes," James responded. Caleb's Mom had some pretty fantastic break downs, he'd seen more than one. "Hope she feels better soon." "Me, too... Me, too." Caleb sounded more tired than James felt. "I'll give a call before I head over," Caleb sighed. "Don't wait up for me, though. I could be a while." James heard a muffled groan in the distance from the other land line before his friend hung up. "Something come up?" Talib asked inquisitively. "Yeah, Caleb won't be able to join us right away. He said we shouldn't wait though." Talib shrugged. "His loss. Are your parents home?" "Nah, they'll be out for a good while. Till evening at earliest." "Excellent. Now then, there's no time to waste, let's have a look, why don't we," Talib urged eagerly. Talib followed him to his bedroom, shooting a quick curious scan around once inside. James's room was on the small side, but between the movie and swimsuit model posters and the tiny CRT with an N64 in front to the proud shelf of Lego creations both by the book and original, it was undeniably homey. James had not considered it before now, but he suddenly found himself wishing he had tidied up a bit better, even though they were both boys. "Yeah, looks like a boy's room," was Talib's only comment. James pulled the Anna suit from where he hid it. They admired it in silence for a moment until Talib made a suggestion. "Alright, since I both know you've put it on once already, why don't you show me how it's done and give me a run down of what you've found out about it as you go?" James hesitated at the thought of getting naked in front of Talib. It definitely felt different than changing for gym. "Get used to it, man! We'll be seeing more of each others skin in the future," Talib chuckled wryly as if reading James's mind. James laughed uncomfortably, but he knew Talib was right. If they were going to do 'more' with the skin together, that was a foregone conclusion. James did his best to suppress his inhibitions and shimmied out of his clothes. "Well, first thing I found was that it obviously wasn't meant for our junk. I got around that by tucking my stuff between my legs and putting on a pair of briefs." He demonstrated with hot cheeks. That done, he sat at the edge of his bed and slipped his lower body into the suit just like last night. Before getting to the hips, he turned it inside out to show the inside of the pelvis. Then he pulled it over his hips and spread his feminine legs to show off Anna's womanhood. "It's absurdly well made..." Talib concluded, same as James had last night. "I'm really curious why that level of detail was necessary. It actually seems more complicated than it needed to be." James shrugged to say he did not understand it either. Moving up, James showed the internal breast form and explained about the mouth piece which produced the same awkward response from Talib that he had when he first discovered it. Finally, he pulled the head over his own and turned to show his back as he finished zipping up. "The zipper hides in a seam that flattens itself over the zipper when closed," James explained. He turned back to face his friend who was agape. "Wh...what?" "Dude you've got her voice!" Talib exclaimed. "Is it the mouth piece?" "I think so. If it had that effect, it would explain the complexity." Talib nodded in understanding but they soon found themselves in an awkward silence. James shifted under the admiring stare, reminding him that his Anna body was still stark naked. "Oh!" James started in an effort to break the silence. "One thing I found that I could not quite explain..." He spread his legs again. "I can feel things with the vagina. Kinda. Not like, directly feel touches, but I sense something when it's played with. It's a... tingling, pleasurable feeling." Talib whistled. "Whoa, that's hardcore. Maybe that's the purpose they made your lady parts so detailed." "So, uh... I guess you want to try it now?" James did not want to admit it, but he was reluctant to take the suit off. Talib shrugged off his backpack and started rummaging around inside. He produced the same notebook he had been reading from before. "I told my parents I was helping to tutor you, but in truth, I expect to learn just as much myself today." He riffled through the pages till he found what he was looking for. "That said, there's still more preparations to be made yet. I don't mind waiting my turn for a bigger prize." James was not certain what to think about that last statement. Talib set the notebook on the floor where James could lean forward and see it. He tucked one of Anna's red locks behind an ear without realizing he had done so until after the motion finished. Talib's notes detailed what he knew of Anna's weekly schedule. "Word has it that Anna is a theater kid. Our school hasn't had a drama club for a while now but there's a youth community theater that she's naturally a part of. Rehearsals are in the evenings on Monday and Friday, with a longer session on Saturday afternoons." Talib looked around James's room for a clock. "Which should have just started not too long ago and should last till evening." "So the real Anna is occupied for the afternoon today..." James summarized. "That would mean... we're free to move around as her?" Go out in public like this? What would that be like? "Assuming we give an adequate excuse for not being at theater, yes." "And you think this is a chance to get another suit." "Now you're getting it." Talib flashed his teeth. "Anna's gonna pay her neighbor a visit." --- James's heart was racing. It was a combination of terror and excitement. Terror that he was out in public wearing a skirt, excitement that he wore one of the skinsuits he dreamed about under said attire. He was fortunate his mother shared a close enough body size with Anna that some of her clothing looked passable on his Anna body. Neither of the boys could figure out how bras worked and gave up when they finally realized that all of James's mom's were too big anyway. Even without it though, Talib assured him that the slightly too big t-shirt and short pleated skirt looked natural enough with Anna's usual tomboyish air. He fidgeted with the skirt hem nervously. Talib was hiding in the shrubbery across the street keeping an eye out but there was little he could offer in terms of actual support. Success depended exclusively on James here. Ding-dong! James heard the deadbolt shift and took a deep breath as the door opened. "Anna? Shouldn't you be at rehearsal?" Bian asked, opening the door wider after seeing her friend's appearance. Talib had anticipated that this might be one of the first questions anyone who knew Anna that James ran into might ask. Talib had also concocted a better response than James would have thought of, but being put on the spot in this situation left James tongue tied. "Oh,... uh.. yeah.. well... About that... Err.. you see..." James stammered. Bian gave a concerned look. "Is... something wrong, Anna?" Anna's friend wore an airy one-piece in solid light purple with a modest floral embroidery around the hem. It hung lightly on her small frame and looked wonderfully cool in the lingering heat of late September. Her silky straight black hair fluttered with her dress as a warm breeze danced over the threshold between indoors and outdoors. "No!" James finally found some breath in his lungs and enough command of his tongue to make sentences. "Uh... Well, they said they wanted to focus on different parts. I mean, they wanted to focus on practicing parts that An- I! That I am not in, so they didn't need me. They said I did not need to go. To attend." "Aren't you the lead? There are that many scenes with out you?" James coughed. He was not prepared to be interrogated like this. "Oh, ah... well we did ... did a few scenes with me in the start but once they were done... uh.. they said I could go home early." "But you said they told you you didn't have to go at all...?" This had to be a new record for crashing and burning. "Oh, hahaha! I didn't say that! Did I? I...uh.. misspoke. I meant that they let me go early is all." James was convinced his laugh had to be the most phoney girl laugh he had ever heard. If not for it coming out in Anna's voice, there was no way he would have believed it himself. He needed to change the topic and fast. "I didn't come over to chat about that though! I saw you re-reading that new uh.. Ha.. Hurr...Harry? That new wizard book recently and I've been intere-err.. wanting to get into it since it seems like it's been p-pretty popular lately. You have the f-first book, right? Th-think you could hook a g...g-girl up?" James blurted it out far quicker than he intended, stumbling over several parts. That bit Talib had also helped come up with before coming over, though James's delivery was far less eloquent than Talib's had been. Bian furrowed her brow. "...Sure. Why don't you come in. Are you sure you're alright?" James nodded enthusiastically and followed the small Asian girl into her home. "My parents will be out for a while. Something about seeing a movie with six senses or something," Bian explained as she led James up to her room through the quiet house. The house was modestly decorated with a mix of ethnic trinkets and classic paintings, with an overall cool blue theme. Bian's room was expectedly tidy. It seemed bigger than James's own, though it was hard to tell if that was true or just an illusion created by the amount of floor space not covered in discarded laundry. Her bed was neatly made and a small collection of Beanie Babies lined the white painted wooden headboard. A dresser and a good sized armoire, a small desk free of any clutter atop and a waist high bookcase were all similarly wood with white finish giving a tranquil unity to the whole room. James detected a scent of what he thought might have been lavender in the air. Bian hovered in front of the bookcase before shooting a glance back at James who had to force himself to stop tugging at his skirt hem. "Are you really interested in the book, or..." James gave another forced laugh. "Y..you got me! I just wanted... uh.. well, you know." He pawed the air in what he hoped looked like a bashful gesture. James never knew Bian to smile much, not that he knew her particularly well to begin with, so he was not sure what to think of the almost mischievous smile that briefly flashed over Bian's features. "Oh, yeah, with my parents out, now would be a good time for THAT. Go ahead and make yourself comfortable, I'll be right there." Bian tone changed as she instructed. She seemed excited as she disappeared behind the door to her adjoining bathroom. He did not want to mess up the bed, so James settled on the floor next to the bed and took deep breaths. Having made it this far, he was starting to finally starting to feel a little more confident that he could pull this off. His improved mood was short lived however. "You're such a nympho, Anna. Imagine what the guys at school would think if they knew we did this all the time!" James almost choked as he looked up, his eyes meeting the returning Bian. Dress discarded, Bian was now adorned by nothing save a five inch black plastic strap-on fastened around her small hips. Her underdeveloped chest offered no distraction from the prominent protrusion. "You're not fooling me with the nervous act. You came over and asked for it, so you must have wanted it bad!" Bian licked her lips, her eyes carried a passionate intensity James had never seen in the petite girl before. "Come, suck on it," she commanded firmly. James blanked. His mind raced but nothing came up. Bian crossed the room and thrust her hips out, bringing the dildo inches from James's face. "I told you I had a new one. Isn't it magnificent? It's more realistic than traditional hard plastic. Better get it nice and lubed up, it's going in your cunt next!" She proclaimed dominantly. It was bizarre, little Bian making James feel smaller than she was. Her approach snapped him out of his daze, and he hastily leaned in to lock his lips around the latex shaft before he realized what he was doing. As he slopped on the strap-on, he desperately tried to rationalize in his mind. Bian said she and Anna do it all the time. If I didn't go along with it, she'd be suspicious! I can't afford to blow it here, not when I've gotten this far. Is this what sucking a man's cock is like? It's warm and firm inside, but just a bit spongy on the surface... I didn't realize they made strap-ons that were this realistic. James looked up as he worked the shaft, meeting Bian's hungry gaze. It was a completely foreign side of her for him, this lustful passion, this forbidden love behind closed doors. As much as James was frightened by Bian's sudden intensity, he could not help but notice himself becoming increasingly aroused. After a few minutes of fellatio, Bian pulled her tool from James's mouth, his saliva dripped sloppily from its slick surface. Bian patted the bed. "Let's see. I want to watch you today since this is a new toy, so let's go simple missionary position." James silently thanked his discovery of his parents' Kama Sutra book a few years back. He unsteadily climbed onto the bed and laid on his back. Bian raised an eyebrow again. "You're not going to take any of this off?" She reached under his skirt to poke his pussy through the thong. "Uh..." James's scrambling brain came up with something for a change. "Th..thought it might be more exciting this way... L-like imagining we were doing it out in public." Bian considered that for a moment and finding it satisfying resumed her sadistic, crooked smile. "You'd like that wouldn't you? We may just have to try it sometime." She remarked. She hiked up James's skirt and pulled aside his thong with one hand and guided the head of the slimy strap-on to his cunt with the other. James felt the electric prickling blossom in his crotch as Bian slowly pushed her tool between his false lips. Unlike his fingers though, Bian's girth produced a dramatically stronger response in his loins that only continued to grow as Bian inserted more into him. A moan to erupt from his mouth. "That's just the tip, Anna! I still have several inches to go!" Bian announced as she continued to slowly lean into him. Soon James felt Bian's shaft enter the interior of his Anna suit and begin pushing against his own straining cock. He was grateful that it was a strap-on, and Bian would not feel how false his pussy was after the first few inches. Their crotches touched and James cried out as his hidden cock erupted in its confines, no longer able to resist the constant excitation he was receiving from Anna's cunt and the pressure of the strap-on against his own member. Bian plowed James's Anna pussy roughly. Her hands drifted between holding open his thighs, to groping his breasts, to teasing her own nipples. All the while she grilled him between panting breaths. "You're so tight! You're pussy loves my new cock!" "I hate that I love these useless mounds of flesh on you." "If you want me to do you harder, you'll have to beg for it!" "You're acting is pretty terrible for a theater kid, but I guess that's probably because you're not Anna." James gasped. He came a second time, though he knew the stimulation from Anna's vagina would not be subsiding while it was still being churned. "I only pretended to be fooled so I could rape you, Miss imposter." "Take this, it's what you deserve for impersonating my friend!" "How did you get that suit? You must have stolen it. Don't think I'll forgive you for that!" James could not bring himself to answer. His despair, alarm and arousal all melded together into a mess of emotions that left him helplessly crying and moaning as Bian continued to bang him. Finally Bian's hips stuttered and she moaned herself, "I'm cumming!" The overwhelming fire in his crotch faded, indicating that Bian had pulled out. "Well James, You're a surprisingly good fuck." James stiffened at his name. She figured out that much even? James looked up through misty eyes at the bloated tip of Bian's strap-on... Wait. James rallied what energy he had to scramble to an upright position. He rubbed his eyes with his sleeve, partially to clear the caking tears and partially to make sure he was seeing clearly. His eyes bulged as he watched Bian reach into the fabric at the base of her strap-on and slowly roll the shiny black material off of a very real live phallus. Bian grinned, a sarcastic crooked smile that James suddenly found oddly familiar. "That is James, right? You're not the only one who discovered these girls' secret." --- "If the last one's here, it's too well hidden for an outsider to discover." Austin explained. His Bian voice squeaked slightly at the start. He apologized for traumatizing James, claiming he could not resist seeing how far his acting skills could go. The 'strap-on' was a pair of his sister's old panties with a slit in the front, through which he had poked his black latex condom covered cock. After redressing his Bian form, he cleaned up Bian's room and helped James make himself reasonably presentable again. With better foresight than James could make claim to, Austin also helped himself to a few other of Bian's outfits and underwear. James protested at first but Austin pacified him by saying he would return it once he owned some clothes of his own that he could dress her in and that they had basically stolen the two girls' identities already anyway. "What happened in there?" Talib asked concernedly when the rather disheveled James returned to his friend's look out across the street. James could not meet his friend's eyes. "Austin. Austin has Bian's suit and he... uh, played me," James admitted with burning cheeks. "He said he's going to get some of Anna's actual clothes for me somehow." "Being an actually good actor is how," announced a high pitched voice. Austin rounded the shrubbery and motioned for the other two conspirators to get moving. He offered James the large GAP bag full of Anna's clothes. As James led them back to his house, Austin explained his story. "Anna's a childhood friend of mine. Our parents work together so we got put in the same child care a lot when we were little. I may know her better than her parents even. "So after you and Caleb brought up the inconsistencies with Jen's behavior in gym that one time last week, it got me thinking and started making me aware of other things. I started to notice that our gym Jen liked to stare at me. I know Anna has a thing for me, though she's just a friend to me, and I've caught Anna staring at me just like Jen does in gym. Pretty much a dead give away for me. I may not talk much normally, but I observe plenty. "Anyway, real Anna and I both are in that youth theater I made you lie about earlier, so once you guys had put in my head that there was some identity nonsense going on and I saw the tells myself, when I noticed this suit in Anna's school bag last night, I couldn't help grabbing it." Austin pinched his Bian cheek and pulled, stretching the skin unnaturally before letting it snap back into place. He continued as if nothing had happened. "Knowing Anna, she probably won't even check her back pack till tomorrow afternoon or evening to do her weekend homework." "If Anna didn't have Jen's suit in her locker or in her bag, she probably doesn't have it at all." Talib thought aloud. "The real Bian or the real Jen must have the Jen suit then. Where is the real Bian, by the way?" Austin grimaced. "Don't quote me on this, but I THINK Anna said she was visiting a prospective college today." "We'll just have to check back later, I guess," James suggested, regaining enough emotional traction to rejoin the conversation. The two ejaculations worth of his own cum plastered inside his briefs still left him uncomfortable though. He would definitely be stripping out of Anna for a shower once they got home. "Hey Austin, if you're in that youth theater along with Anna, why are YOU not there now?" Talib asked. Austin waved the question away. "My answer's the same as James's excuse just more believable. I'm only ensemble this time so I'm not in many scenes. Plus, since it's ensemble, I won't be missed much for rehearsals, especially this early on." The answer seemed to be good enough for Talib so he did not press the question further. "As for Anna's clothes, I just told them that Anna had gotten into an accident on set involving paint, since they're still in the process of making the stage props, and she needed a change of clothes." "Smooth," Talib smiled in appreciation. "That just leaves the question of why YOU were at Bian's house. And how?" Bian's black locks rustled as Austin shook his head. "Must you demand a performer to reveal all his secrets? Like you guys, I was searching to see if the real Bian was hiding a suit herself somewhere at home. Anna's family has a spare key since her family is close with Bian's and I just claimed to have lost mine. The timing with your arrival was purely coincidence though." "And that 'strap-on?'" James asked somewhat bitterly. "Oh, you'll get to know a lot more about that soon enough, bitch," Austin replied with a cute little smile and a wink. --- "Wassup!" "Caleb! How's your mother doing?" James asked as his best friend rose from the couch in James's living room. He was over so often, James's parents gave him a key. "J-James?" Caleb responded incredulously. "It must be... but then..." His gaze shifted to Austin's Bian form who somehow held Bian's natural unamused look. He really was a good actor; better than James at least. "Yeah, and don't worry, I'm done being Anna for now. Give me a few to strip and clean up," James hastily excused himself, the jizz in his briefs beginning to chafe his bottom. Despite his discomfort, James still found himself somewhat disappointed to have to take off Anna's suit. He wrestled that feeling with the disgust of realizing he had sucked off and been violated by another guy, no matter what either of them looked like on the outside. James emerged from his shower refreshed and found Talib and Austin had caught Caleb up on what he missed. Austin had taken off the Bian suit as well and James brought the Anna suit over and laid it down next to Bian. None of them wore more than their boxers. "Dude," Caleb called out to James upon his return. "Anna's got her zipper down her back, right? Bian doesn't have a zipper at all." James gave a questioning look. "Had me stumped for a bit, too," Austin confessed. He reached over to reveal Bian's secret. He separated her deflated legs and with both hands, proceeded to stretch open her vagina till it was certainly wide enough for someone to slither inside. James swallowed, Bian was an unbirth suit. It aroused but also confused him. Sure unbirth suits were way harder to detect, even with close inspection since there was no zipper or seam, but they were also difficult to get into and out of quickly. Why would one of the girls' suits be like that when they usually needed to change quickly? The speculation would have to wait though. "Assuming the real Bian is indeed away till later, we're left to pursue Jen and ask her herself." Talib announced, drawing their attention. "You said Jen lived on the other side of town? We have two suits already, just have to suit up and pay her a visit." James proposed. "Yes and no," Austin interjected. "We need to decide who we're sending, and we should also try to find out if she's even at home. We got lucky that Bian and her family weren't." "Oh yeah," Caleb added. "Doesn't Jen usually hang out at the mall on Saturdays?" "Now that you mention it, yeah, I do remember seeing her there pretty regularly," James confirmed. "That's as good a lead as any," Talib returned. "Now then who will be going as who?" "I should be Anna," Austin declared. "Not only have I already proven that I'm a good actor, I also know her better than, probably anyone else, definitely everyone here." No one could argue with that. "As for Bian, since James got a turn as Anna already, it should probably be Caleb or me," Talib continued. Once again, James had little room to argue. He wondered if his acting really had been as bad as Austin has made it sound before. Caleb and Talib flipped a coin and Talib won. "Considering our respective sizes, this might be for the best right now anyway," James was not sure whether Talib was bragging or consoling his friend. Caleb grumbled but made no further objections. He sat back joining James in watching with fascination as Talib and Austin suited up. Austin showed no hesitation in exchanging his boxers for a pair of James's briefs and slipping into Anna quickly and efficiently. Talib's struggles were a more morose sight. After watching the black boy flail around, his head and arms shoved into Bian's overspread vagina, James eventually stepped in to help Talib squirm the rest of himself into the suit. Even fully inside, he made a grotesque showing as he tried to shift around so that his limbs occupied the correct extremities. Finally though, Bian joined Anna as an ordinary looking female. Anna herself sat casually perched, cross legged on the arm of the couch, chewing gum and spectating. Austin had forgone the skirt in favor of a pair of pink short shorts that exaggerated her long toned legs and a teal short sleeved polo. Austin's Walkman spun in her lap, it's beats playing in the headphones whose head band helped restrain her frizzy red bangs. If James had not known better, he would have sworn he really was in the company of the real Anna. When Talib finished his transformation, Anna jumped down from her perch and helped the new Bian dress in a light floral blouse paired with a cream colored skirt. Bian gave a nervous giggle and did a quick twirl, causing the skirt to float up a bit. "This will take some getting used to..." she confessed wryly. "Maybe this will help a bit," was all the warning they had before Anna darted in to steal Bian's lips in a passionate kiss and catch everyone else by surprise. Anna finally broke off and gave the two spectating erections a sly look. "That was the warm-up. But most real girls are into guys. Would you boys give us a hand in getting into character?" She bit her lip seductively, and tugged lightly with one finger at the inside of her collar. Bian licked her lips hungrily in agreement. The two false girls pounced on their prey. James's face heated as he felt Anna's soft tits push into his bare chest through her shirt. He could smell the scent of her Doublemint gum on her breath as she stared lustily into his eyes while gently handling his raging hard-on through his briefs. "I really didn't mean to get carried away earlier, I hope you'll accept these feelings as my apology," she murmured softly. To his right, James noticed that Bian had already freed Caleb's surprisingly massive junk from his boxers and showed no reservations about laying lip and tongue on it. Caleb's meat looked even bigger pulsing in between Bian's tiny hands. Anna affectionately removed James's briefs and after a little handling, guided his sausage into her mouth. The touch of her tongue and the warm pressure from her cheeks gave way as his tip found itself descending into her throat. "Aahh..." James could not contain himself. "If you do that... I... I'm...!" His earlier reservations were dashed as he suddenly realized the idea that it was Austin inside Anna who was giving him his first blow job made the experience so much more erotic that he blew his load suddenly deep inside her throat. Caleb's nearby moan suggested that he too, had reached his limit. The sight of Bian, her small mouth just barely containing Caleb's tip while his shaft throbbed in its release, added to the sensual high permeating the room. Anna finally withdrew, slipping a new piece of gum. "We can resume the fun once we get the last suit." Anna announced around a small gum bubble that punctuated her statement with a pop. She looked at Caleb with Austin's classic crooked grin. "Once you two are dressed, we can rock and roll."