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17. So this is how geeks party?

16. But ifrst they have to get pas

15. Josie and Michelle Enter the N

14. Now that they've both put out

13. James, Josie, and Michelle Thr

12. Lights. Camera. Action!

11. And they get to be porn stars

10. James returns with party favor

9. All dressed, but where to go?

8. Prep time

7. The return of the Pizza Guy

6. Sausage and Mushroom

5. Watchin' the porno

4. Girl's night

3. Stoned cold sexy

2. A Fraternity Boy

1. Altered Fates

James brings Karl a birthday present, but which one?

on 2016-12-28 17:23:39

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Michelle's head was swimming as the three of them followed Omar further into the comic shop. She hadn't been this fucked up in awhile and even if she were still male she might have still had a little trouble processing what was going on. As it was the situation had totally escalated beyond control. If she understood what James had hinted at to Omar it wasn't enough that she and Josie were using their new bodies to get James off, now they were going to be presents for whoever this Karl guy was.

She didn't like any of this weird geeky stuff anyway, dragons and spaceships and superheroes and shit. It was like porn for guys who never grew up. The way she heard it a lot of these freaks were into all kinds of twisted internet porn too. God only knew what they were going to have to do for Karl. James had said it was his birthday so it would probably be something extra kinky.

James must have sensed her nervousness because he gave her a pinch on this ass. Michelle let go with a cute little gasp and turned to glare at her tormentor, but quickly schooled her expression to a compliant smile and pressed herself harder up against him. She wasn't stupid. James had been waiting to see what her reaction would be. If they didn't obey him in every little thing he would just prolong the time it took to get their bodies back to normal. That was why she had just got down to it when he had stuck his cock in her mouth. Besides it hadn't been that bad. The molly made almost everything feel good, even the pinch on her butt, even pressing the softness of her breast and hip into James's chiseled bo - - Michelle swallowed hard and hoped she would still want to go back to being a guy after all this was over with.

James's hand snaked up to cup her left breast as they strolled along down a central aisle line on either side by tables loaded with boxes of comics. Michelle tried to distract herself reading the names on the tabs sticking up here and there. James squeezed and that felt a little too damn good too. Michelle quailed inside, but it was dulled by the warm flush of sensations. Part of her wanted to scream, but she just gave a little coo and hoped that was what James wanted. He seemed satisfied, but he didn't stop groping her either.

The glow of light from the back area was getting brighter and behind an improvised wall of bookshelves containing old paperbacks there was the sound of several people. Omar hooked around the barrier and stepped into a more well lit area. James, one arm around each of his two captive beauties, followed. It was bright compared to the gloom from before and the girls blinked a little trying to adjust to the change. Obviously, it was the easiest change they had been forced to adjust to tonight.

The back part of the shop was an open area with two couches and some low tables arranged to face either of two flatscreen TVs mounted on the bare brick walls. An old monster movie was playing on one screen and a video game was stuck on its demo loop on the other. The in-store stereo was also blaring music and several people were all talking and laughing over the cacophony of noise. There was a small barista station with a bar and three stools, but it wasn't coffee or cappuccinos getting mixed up there tonight. There were several bottles of liquor and mixers and Michelle could tell most of the people present had indulged.

Aside from Omar, there were four other people hanging out. Michelle supposed this was what passed for a geek party. There was a gothy looking chick with dyed black hair and heavy eyeshadow, a spiked collar encircling her slender neck. She had a Batman shirt on that hugged her perky tits and left a little sliver of belly exposed. She scowled when she saw James and the girls come in. Up until then she had been the finest girl in the room - - now she was number three. James smiled over at her and she deliberately looked away, taking a gulp from her cup and then angrily dragging the back of one hand across her black lips.

Michelle distractedly realized that she had assessed herself as number one. She and Josie had the exact same hourglass figure thanks to the medallion, but Michelle thought her face and coloration were prettier. Josie's skin was better, porcelain pale and flawless, but Michelle thought the spray of freckles across her nose, shoulders, and the slopes of her breasts gave her character. As for hair, Michelle was a redhead. Josie looked like Lady Dracula, cold and mysterious . Michelle was a smoldering sexpot. It made her dazedly wonder why James had decided to fuck Josie first.

Snapping back to the present, Michelle realized two people were talking to them, introductions were being made. James knew everyone as expected. There was Chet, an over enthusiastic, heavyset guy with gapped up teeth and tattooed forearms. Not cool tattoos like tribal work or skulls, but aliens and superhero stuff, one of them was Spider-Man. He obviously wasn't sure whose chest to stare at more, Josie or Michelle's, which miffed Michelle just the tiniest bit.

Then there was Bree, bottom girl on the totem pole. She was not unattractive, just chubby and somewhat plain-faced with no style. Behind her glasses she had striking blue eyes. She was make up free and her blonde hair was in a messy ponytail. Michelle decided her rumpled clothes came from her brother's closet, but they couldn't conceal a pretty big set of tits of her own. Bree just needed to tighten up and lose a few pounds. If she had been her old self still Michelle would have been glad to give her a few tips if they met at, say, the track or the gym.

"And the little punk princess over there is Ashley - - excuse me Ashley Blackdagger," James ended with a little snort of derision, which earned him a venomous look.

"God, just shut the fuck up, James," Ashley's scowl got deeper if that was possible. After a moment of fuming silence she grumbled, "Where'd you pick up the STDs? I mean, bimbos?"

"Hey!" Josie piped up in a hurt voice. She sounded hurt and Michelle supposed she could understand. Bad enough they had to let James call them bitches, but somehow another woman calling them bimbos seemed to sting even more. Michelle turned to James, a question in her eyes, wondering if he was going to just let them be insulted.

"Relax, girls," James gave them both an affectionate squeeze, "Ashley is just jealous you two make her look like a stick figure."

"Hah!" Ashley barked out dismissive laugh and dug out her phone, testily tapping the screen and trying to look interested, but unable to resist one last barb, "Good luck with James's stick figure dick, ladies."

Josie and Michelle both giggled. They weren't necessarily thrilled about what had happened to them thus far, but it hadn't been all bad and it pleased them to see the confused angry look on Ashley's face. Their giggles were precisely the kind women make when they know something another girl doesn't. Michelle's mouth and Josie's pussy could both attest that, even if he was a pencil dick before, James was packing a pretty big tool now.

With a huff of irritation Ashley re-devoted herself to whatever was on her phone. Michelle guessed she was probably texting a friend about the James and the "bimbos." Around that time, there were some raised voices over by the primary couch. A shamefaced Omar was making placating gestures toward who the girls guessed must be Karl. Michelle decided that if they had to have sex with him it might not be too bad. Karl was on the tall side of medium and almost totally average looking; brown eyes, brown hair already starting to recede a little even though he couldn't be thirty yet. It was hard to get a grip on if he was a little attractive or not because his big forehead was wrinkled up in anger and his heavy eyebrows drawn low in a glare that alternated between Omar and James.

"Well goddamnit! Couldn't you have at least checked with me first, Omar?" Karl half-shouted in frustration. "I mean, it's my shop and my party!"

"It was supposed to be a surprise, man," Omar whined, "And James is really sorry too, right, James?"

"Yeah," James said in a genuine voice. The humility and contrition heard in that one word took both girls aback. Gone was the controlling hard-ass. James was obviously a supplicant seeking entry back into the geek kingdom. "Karl, look, I never should have done it. I didn't think. I figured if anything happened I would get in trouble. Not the shop. I'm sorry."

"I worked my ass off for almost ten years building this place up, James," Karl's eyes bored into his former friend, "I'll never let anybody ruin this shop for me, not even my best friend."

"I know- - and I'm sorry, bro, seriously," James actually stammered a little. Michelle could tell how badly he wanted all this to work out. A second later James's face and tone suddenly brightened as if remembering his ace card, "But let me make it up to you! I brought you a present!"

James pushed the girls ahead of him and each was a little embarrassed to be suddenly in the spotlight. There was no way anyone would ever suspect the two beautiful young creatures were once men, but they were self-conscious anyway with all eyes on them. Michelle shifted from foot to foot, nervously running her hands over her hips. Josie gave a small smile and bashfully looked away, hugging herself just below the swell of her massive breasts.

"Take your pick!" James said and a slow smile took over Karl's thunderous expression.

"Really?" Ashley said in disbelief. "Karl, c'mon, don't just give in because he bought you a hooker."

"Shut up, bitch!" Josie snapped back. "We aren't hookers," Michelle protested more softly.

"Stay out of it anyway, Ashley," Karl grumbled, chastised, but still curious about the two scantily clad knockouts, "It isn't like you ever gave me the time of day. I think I'll take..."




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