Sarah licked her lips like she was about to eat a delicious snack.
Jon watched her moist tongue slip over her shiny pink lips and imagined being the snack. Oh, how he wanted her to look at him that way and not... Linda. Especially, now that Sarah thought he liked boys.
"So, Linda," Sarah said conversationally, placing her hand on his knee, "what kind of cock do you like?"
Jon choked.
"I'm sorry?" he rasped out through his coughing.
"You heard me, you little skank." Sarah winked. "Do you like them thin or thick? Cut or uncut? Is girth more important to you than length? Details, girl!"
Jon's cheeks heated so terribly that he thought he might damage a blood vessel. He realized too late that he let his face smile all through that and then some. Sarah must have thought he was into it. He could conceivably stop smiling now but, in his flustered state, he couldn't figure out what expression to assume.
He tried to think about the question, but his cheeks just got hotter and hotter. Images of cocks flashed through his brain, some from porn, some from guys he'd seen in real life while showering. He couldn't help but picture their owners and think about what they'd think if they knew he was thinking about their cocks, to say nothing of what they'd think of him looking like a girl.
He pictured himself in the boys' locker room in his current feminine state, ogling their cocks, while the boys all knew it was him. He imagined them looking at him with disgust and then laughing. He'd be such a spectacle.
In the real world, he goggled at Sarah, hotness of hotness, licking her lips and displaying her breasts while putting her hand on his knee and asking him about his preference in cock, while he just smiled inanely and blushed deeper and deeper. Pre-cum continued to trickle from his own cock and soak into his panties. He felt like such a girl.
Jon followed Sarah's example and licked his now very dry lips and forced himself to speak. "I like... um... big cocks. It doesn't matter how, just as long as they're big."
Oh, God. He couldn't believe he just said that. He shut his eyes in shame, while his mouth continued to smile. He realized that it must look like he was thinking fondly about big cocks and quickly opened his eyes.
Sarah grinned at him. "Well, that's a start, Linda. I think I know what you mean. You don't want second-rate weenies. You want to feel like a real woman by being with a real man."
Jon winced. The last thing he wanted to do was feel like a real woman, and he certainly didn't want to be with a man. "Exactly! You totally get me, Sarah."
Sarah nodded, smiling as she accepted the compliment. "It must be awful living at the orphanage as a horny teen, never being able to get laid."
Jon was pretty sure that it wasn't called an orphanage anymore, but he let it go. The important thing was keeping Sarah satisfied so she didn't ask any awkward questions. "Oh, yeah, you got that right. So, what do you like to do for fun?"
Sarah looked at him knowingly. "Right now, I like doing favors to tragic orphans. I know a big, strong football player who has exactly what you're looking for, Linda."
Wait, what? Jon must have missed something. He couldn't follow the conversation. "What I'm...?"
Sarah winked. It was a sexy wink.
His panties grew damper as he grew light-headed, finally grasping her meaning. "Oh. Well, um... That's not necessary."
"I know it's not." Sarah wrapped her arms around Jon and hugged, squishing their breasts together. She whispered in his ear, "I'm doing a favor for my baby sister. I can tell how worked up you are. I promise you, you will get laid very soon. I'll work my magic to ensure you get the fucking you deserve."
It was the sexiest thing to ever happen to Jon. Sarah was so hot, and she was saying things like that! Jon's panties were rapidly becoming drenched. It was almost enough to offset the terror he felt at her promise of exactly who would try to fuck him: a big, strong man with a big cock, to make Jon feel like a real woman.
He wasn't a woman. He wasn't into guys. He knew that. But when his panties were sopping wet from Sarah's promise, it was hard to feel like that was true.
